Odin had two daughters, Hela and Rebecca. Hela was three centuries older than Rebecca. Hela and Rebecca differed greatly from one another. Hela had dark hair, while Becca had light hair.
Hela was a fierce warrior like her father and Rebecca was an artist, a sorceress like her mother, yet her power was much stronger than her mother's, she could not only use magic but also had the power over the elements. It took centuries for her to learn how to wield the full extent of her abilities. Lightning was her strength, and knew how to wield it best.
Early on in Becca's life, she learned how to wield a blade just as Hela had. She mastered the sword, the dagger, a spear and arrow.
She was jealous quite over the bond Hela had with their father but hid it well. Hela was the favoured child. The two of them in battle together was a great thing to witness, terrible none the less, but great.
Frigga, their mother had a wonderful bond with their youngest daughter. Someone who is so much like Frigga herself.
Odin and Hela, along with the king's armies, conquered many worlds together. Rebecca would only join in the fight if absolutely necessary. She preferred to stay with her mother, even if she wished that she had her father's affections as Hela had.
And then one day her father gifted her with a weapon, not just any weapon, Mjolnir, a hammer forged by the dwarves out of the heart of a dying star.
"My youngest daughter, to you I give this hammer, a powerful weapon that will aid you in future battles, a hammer that will act as a conduit of your powers. May all that live across the realms see you as the goddess of thunder, and bow to you in awe," Odin who sits on his throne, gifts the hammer to Rebecca.
"Thank you father. I accept this gift and I will use it well," Rebecca says humbly to her father and bowed down on one knee.
The family had conquered six realms by then and with the use of both Hela and Rebecca's powers, they conquered another realm, Alfheim, by the end of that century.
And then, the unthinkable happened, Svartalfheim, home of the dark elves attacked Asgard, led by King Malekith while Odin and Hela, and many of his warriors were busy in Vanaheim.
The Queen, her daughter Rebecca, and the remaining warriors, including some of the Valkyrie fought bravely against the dark elves. They fought for days. They couldn't contact Odin in anyway due to the elves sealing off the Bifrost.
Rebecca has never fought so hard in such a small period of time. Her weapon struck down many dark elves, but there were too many to handle.
"I thought Grandfather Bor, had destroyed all of them", she said to her mother as they saw who had dared to attack Asgard.
"I thought so too. They must have hidden away," her mother, Frigga responds.
Queen Frigga then came face to face with King Malekith. Their swords clashed brutally, and Malekith started to gain the upper hand.
Rebecca witnessed the fight and saw how her mother was losing the battle. She saw how her people were being slaughtered, and not just her people, the dark elves were dying just as much.
"No! Stop!" she yells out to Malekith as he lifts his sword in the air, ready to strike her mother down.
Malekith stops mid-air, and stares at her, he then places the tip of his sword against Frigga's throat in one swift motion.
"And why should I do that Asgardian?" Malekith asks.
"Because there has already been so much death. Please, can't you see? Your own people are being slaughtered just as much as mine are. We will continue this cycle until everyone is dead. Death does not have to be the answer," she begs him.
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The Peacekeeper of Asgard(Malekith/OC)
FanfictionRebecca, youngest daughter of Odin. Wielder of Mjolir. This is where her story really starts, marrying the king of the dark elves. Pre-Thor till Avengers Endgame.