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After the party ended with Thor being super drunk.
I was invited to talk with Odín.
Finally, the moment I had been waiting was finally here, I would finally get to talk with the man in charge.
"Greetings." Odin said as I entered the Throne room.
"A pleasure to finally meet you." I bowed, "Alone." I added.
"Did you enjoy the party?" Frigga asked, taking a seat beside her husband.
"It was quite the party." I nodded
"I'm glad." Frigga smiled at me warmly.
"I heard you wanted to talk with me." Odin began, "Well, you are here, so talk."
Straight to the point, I can respect that.
"Well, I wanted to propose an alliance of sorts between Asgard, and me." I replied.
"Asgard already has an alliance with earth." Frigga replied, "We are responsible for Midgard's protection."
"I know to some extent about that, but…" I sighed.
Odin catching on, chuckled. "You think we are not doing a great job with that, right?"
"Yes." I nodded, "Look, nothing against you or Asgard, I know for a fact you can't be babysitting us at every turn."
Odin nodded, "We only interfere if Midgard can't handle the situation."
"Exactly, and that brings us to this talk." I smiled, "I want Midgard to be able to handle anything."
Odin raised an eyebrow, "How?" He asked, his only eye on me.
"As I am right now, I am the second strongest human in the entire universe." I began, a bit salty. Carol was stronger than me, "But even with my strength, I can't defend the earth, not like I want to."
Frigga looked at me, "What could possibly threaten Midgard so much that scares you?"
I chuckled, "Thanks for the compliment, really. But we all know there are beings out there in the cosmos, beings mad for power."
"The Mad Titan." Odin stated.
I blinked in surprise. "Yes."
"He won't make a move for any of the nine realms as long as I am alive." Odin reassured me.
"With all due respect, sir." I sighed, hoping that what I was to say wasn't going to insult him, "The day will come when you won't be around anymore, and we will have more than one problem to deal with. Problems Asgard won't be able to handle."
Odin glared at me, before leaving out a sigh. "Yes, Asgard is not ready to handle her or the Mad Titan for that case."
"Her?" Frigga asked.
"Another threat the universe as a whole is facing." Odin replied, shoving the subject down the rug.
"My point is, none of those threats will make a move as long as you are alive." I continued, "They know you can stop them, kill them, so they will stay back, move without igniting your wrath, but when your final day comes, they will crush everything you have ever protected."
Odin sighed. "You are Yao's apprentice alright."
Yao's? "Who?"
"You know her as the Ancient One." Odin chuckled.
Huh, so she had a name, odd, my power never showed me, perhaps she never saw herself as Yao, at least not anymore.
"So what exactly do you want?" Frigga asked, "If these threats are waiting for my husband to pass away, I am with you, we need to prepare. Though, you will have to excuse me, but… I don't think you will live to that day, we Asgardian have a long lifespan, and Odin still has a few thousand years on his belt."
"He knows that Frigga." Odin said with a sigh. "What he's saying is, I will die during his lifetime."
Frigga looked at me in shock, "What?"
"I had some visions." I lied.
"Can it be avoided?" Odin asked.
"Not sure, but it should be." I replied.
Odin chuckled, "I forgot how cryptic Yao was with her visions, absolute points and all. Is my death an absolute point?" He asked with a smile.
"No." I shook my head.
Frigga looked at me, "Then what can we do to avoid this?"
Kill Loki? If it wasn't for him, Odin's life force wouldn't have faded away, or free Hela, she was also sucking on his life force.
"Not sure, but I will help you avoid that to the best of my abilities." I declared.
"Is that all you can say? Can't you at least tell us how?" Frigga pressed but Odin stopped her.
"Frigga, the future is ever changing. If he saw my demise, and speaks about it, his knowledge and power to stop it goes away with him sharing it. Right now, he knows what could happen, and perhaps has a chance to help us." Odin sighed, giving me a knowing look.
"Will you help us?" Frigga asked.
"Well that's the idea." I nodded, "Though, like Odin said, I'm not entirely sure I can change what I saw."
"So, what exactly do you want from Asgard?" Odin asked.
"Power." I replied, "I need power, training, anything Asgard can offer in my pursuit of self betterment."
"You want Uru equipment." Odin replied, shocking me, how the fuck did he came to that conclusion, I didn't even mention that.
"If possible." I nodded
"Uru is a metal only the gods are worthy to wield," Frigga said.
"You would have to prove you are worthy of being called such." Odin nodded.
"Being called a god?" I chuckled. "Yeah, that's a big red flag on Midgard, no thank you."
"You will get what you desire, when you prove yourself worthy of it." Odin replied.
"Fair enough." I nodded.
"In the meantime, feel free to train and be on Asgard," Odin added.
"About that, is there any way I can buy a house here, for vacacional purposes?" I asked.
"We can provide you with one, if you are willing to pay for it in blood." Odin replied.
"Blood?" Asgard real estate was a bit too edgy for me.
"By helping Asgard in battle." Odin explained, "We have a few battles here and there with the enemies of Asgard."
"Oh, then sure." I nodded.
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I sat cross-legged in the center of the Asgard's arena, my long sword which had been provided by Asgard for the day resting on my knees as I ate the sandwich Emily and Natasha had made me. For the past month, all I had done day in and day out was come here to fight. After checking up on the girls, of course.
As always a cold wind blew over the battle arena, as the sounds of people muttering filled the area, however, that was not all you could hear. In the distance, the clanking of armor and the whisper of a mace cutting through the air started to draw closer and closer.
"Stand and face me," commanded a powerful voice, which was no other than Hogun.
With a smile, I held up a finger as I finished eating my sandwich, priorities first.
Hogun was a powerfully built man, broad-shouldered and thick-armed but at the same time lean for agility. With Asgardian steel armor from head to toe, and as a weapon his trusty mace.
I had never fought against him, against Thor, several times during this month, against Sif, at least a dozen times just this week, but against him? Never.
"I thought you'd never come to fight me," I said licking my fingers, the sandwich had been really good, no idea what kind of sauce the girls added to it, but it was finger-licking good.
"It's time for me to prove how strong you are, human," Hogun said, adopting a fighting stance similar to the Asgardians I had faced before.
"Ok," I said, rising to my feet in one smooth motion. "Let's fight." I cracked my neck as I twirled my longsword around to loosen the muscles in my shoulders. Not that I needed it, of course, but I had been fighting, on and off, for the past six hours so I had to test the waters.
Without another word, the Asgardian quickly closed the gap between us and attacked with precision and skill, but after weeks of fighting in the arena, I noticed something, his attacks were predictable for me, which made the entire ordeal uninteresting, in the end, it seemed I had learned and adapted to the battle pattern in the Asgardian soldiers' way of fighting.
Hogun was fast, strong, and skilled enough to wield his weapon with great proficiency. But none of that mattered if he was predictable.
With a sigh, I parried the first blow, dodged the second, and parried the third, all without breaking a sweat.
Then moving close to him as he attacked, I broke the Asgardian's guard with a sideways blow to his ribs. The metal of his armor twisted and the man dropped to one knee with a grunt of pain.
With a smile, I gave the warrior time to recover, to ease his pain, for perhaps I had punched him too hard.
Seeing me look at him with worry, Hogun smiled and tore off the piece of armor that my attack had bent. "I don't stand a chance." said the Asgardian with a grin, "But that makes it more fun."
"Admirable," I replied with a whistle, as I saw the blood running down the side of his mouth which confirmed, I had punched him too hard.
Finally, on his feet, Hogun took a calming breath as he grabbed the weapon he had dropped on the floor during my previous attack, and with a quick move, he restarted the battle, with a series of lightning-fast attacks that went high and low.
With ease, I dodged each and every single attack, my longsword in constant motion as I deflected the Asgardian's attacks, then when the opportunity came, I took a step forward and planted my fist on his stomach breaking his armor into pieces, knocking the Asgardian out.
"I told him only I could defeat you!" Thor chuckled, walking towards us.
"For now." I grinned at the Asgardian God.
"As if!" Thor grinned back.
"He knew he had no chance, but wanted to test himself against you," Sif said, putting her hand on my shoulder.
"Medics!" Fandral shouted. "He will be out of commission for the day, that punch had to break a few bones at the very least." he shuddered.
"Remembering when he broke your jaw?" Sif grinned at Fandral.
"I had to eat through a straw that day! A straw!" Fandral exclaimed in exasperation.
"For the record, I apologized." I chuckled.
"Grow a pair Fandral." Volstagg cackled. "He tattooed my stomach with his fist, and I don't cry as much as you."
"Unlike you, I care about my personal appearance." Fandral huffed.
"Bah, you are a baby." Volstagg rolled his eyes. "Heck, I wear my scar with pride!" he howled, showing the mark I had left on his stomach.
"You do know the medics could've fixed that right?" Sif inquired.
"Yes, but what's the point? I like wearing my battle scars, especially if they come from a friend." Volstagg nodded with a grin.
"Well, I don't know about you guys, but I am tired." I chuckled, breaking their conversation. "So, see ya."
"But the feast?" Thor gasped.
"Thor we do one every week." I deadpanned.
"Exactly, and today's is to celebrate your first month!" Thor nodded.
"First month of what?" I asked with a sigh.
"Of Asgardian badassery!" Thor nodded once again. "One month ago, you were a puny human, but during this last month of you living here, you have bathed in Asgardian glory, which makes you an honorary Asgardian!"
"I'm not sure that's how immigration works, also, I don't live here, I still sleep in my house, with my family," I replied with a smile.
"Give him the jacket, humans love jackets, GIVE HIM THE JACKET!" Fandral whispered, and by whispered I mean shouted.
"Oh right, the jacket!" Thor nodded, giving me a box. "Here you go!" he grinned like a child.
Sighing, I opened the box to find that inside there was a leather jacket that said, the warrior four.
"This is…" by the time I looked up, Thor, Fandral, the Unconcious Hogun, and Volstagg had their jackets on, which like mine said, the warrior four.
"We watched a movie marathon to learn about humans, and jackets seem to be the center of your culture," Fandral stated with a wide smile.
"You guys watched 80s movies…" I snorted, looking at the jacket, "Fine, why not." I chuckled, putting the jacket on.
[You have become a member of the Warrior Four = 75% Asgardian, 25% Human]
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