"So how many keys to your suite would you like?" Helgi asked, tapping his desktop.
"Wait, what??" Charlotte exclaimed. "Valhalla??"
"Yes," the manager replied impatiently. "How many keys?"
"And I'm actually dead? How did I get-"
"Odin's eye, fine, you get one. Here is your key." He thrusted a key in her hand. "Congratulations, and I look forward to finding out who your Norse parent is."
"But I-"
"This way!" Hunding said, guiding her away from Helgi.
Charlotte's head hurt. Nothing made sense. She was Roman and Greek. How did she get to the Norse realm of Valhalla?
She needed to get back to Camp Jupiter. Erebus was planning something and she didn't have time to stay in some hotel while her friends defended her camp. She was a praetor after all.
While Charlotte was lost in thought, she didn't even realize Hunding was leading her around the hotel.
"This way to the elevator," he said, letting go of her wrist, maintaining a steady pace.
I should probably pay attention if I want to get out of here, she thought, scanning her surroundings. She recalled the walls in the courtyard; they had no door. Maybe she could fly out...
DING
The elevator doors opened and two soldiers dressed in armor fell out, wrestling with each other.
Charlotte blinked at them.
"Move along please," Hunding said to them, gesturing his arms toward open space.
Without saying a word, the soldiers wrestled in the direction that her guide told them to.
Wow... Charlotte stepped into the elevator, Hunding after her.
He pressed a button and the doors shut, the elevator moving upwards.
And so, the cringey elevator music begins.
After what felt like an hour of silence, (In reality, probably a minute or two), the doors opened, revealing a long hallway with dark red carpet, lined with doors on both sides.
It looked identical to an actual hotel.
"This way," the doorman said, walking down the hallway.
Each door had a golden plaque embedded into it, reading the resident's last name.
As she walked, she scanned each one.
Aaberg.
Axel.
Bell.
Edman.
Forberg.
Friberg.
Friis.
Gangastan.
Grace.
Charlotte stopped.
Grace?
Her neck grew hot. Could it be? How could-?
Charlotte raised her hand to knock at the door.
"Pssst!" Hunding scolded. "Move along, please."
"But-"
"No disturbing residents!"
"Ple-"
"NOW!"
Charlotte took one more look at the door, sighed, and kept following Hunding.
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Welcome to Valhalla
FanfictionThe last thought Charlotte had was death. She remembered her final fight the the primordial deity, Erebus, but everything else was vague. She remembered her friends: Char, Liam, and Mason, and she remembered who she was, but she had no idea how she...
