Ylva sat staring at the maps splayed out around her, understanding why her father had chosen it to be his next target, it had poor defence systems and even its mightiest warriors were hastily thrown together and showed no major threat. As for their technology, it's a wonder any of their offspring had made it this far, but then again she had seen the places they burry their dead, row by row with slabs of rock to mark where their fallen loved ones now lay, the sooner these infidels are ruled over the better. She picked up a smaller map showing a large country filled by desert and surrounded by oceans, deciding that she would make the dry land of this place run red with the mortal blood of her next victims. So she rolled up the map and slid it into her satchel burning the rest with a simple wave of her hand she watched for a second as the red and orange flames curled around one another, this small thing filled her with joy, before it extinguished and her heart grew cold once again.
As she left the small inn in which she had seeked refuge in, she saw a woman abusing a man, beating him over the head not listening to him as he cried out and begged for her to stop. Normally she would've continued without a word, but something about him fascinated her. She approached the pair seeing clearly the man's features, his dark, curly hair falling just above his shoulders, he had what she thought was dark green eyes but she wasn't sure because they were bruised and puffy
"Stop this now" she boomed at the other female, who stopped and looked at her and scoffed,
"Run along girl, or I'll ruin that pretty little face of yours" she walked towards Ylva wiping away the sweat that had begun to bead on her forehead,
"I'd like to see you try" Ylva advanced forward, the woman launched at her throwing her fist wildly trying to land a hit, Ylva simply blocked her. She swiftly landed two punches in the woman's stomachs and throat, knocking her back, quickly kicking her knees sending her to the ground, she slipped her arm around her throat and tugged upward cutting off her airways she held this position until her thrashing movements ceased.
She released the now limp body and approached the cowering man and crouched in front of him, slowly she raised her hand to stroke his face but he flinched away
"Shh it is ok, I have freed you from that creature" he looked at her with hope
"but I need something from you now as well, you will work with me and when the almighty plan has been accomplished then you will be by my side and live freely. Do you understand?" She waited for him to respond, and he did with a simple nod. So she helped him up and together they teleported to a place known as Australia.
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Daddy's Girl
FanfictionWhat would happen if Loki had a child with a fire giant. A child that had the ability to control both ice and fire, that had her father gifts of telepathy, teleportation and shape shifting. What if she wanted revenge for what happened to her father...
