Chapter 79: Fourteen
A/N: Pat-reon: HelloDarkness07
TWO CHAPTERS TODAY, THIS IS THE FIRST ONE!
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Surtur had waited a long time for his destiny to arrive. He knew, ever since he was born, that his purpose in life is to destroy Asgard, or die trying. And so, when his daughter took too long to clear out the rabble, he got annoyed.
He had already waited 2 Million years for the destruction of Asgard. Not anymore.
Holding his precious sword, the Twilight, in his right hand, Surtur summons a fiery portal to Asgard, near Sindr. He sees the Destroyer Armour holding his daughter back, and with barely a moment's thought, kills them both, piercing them with the Twilight Sword.
Once his daughter crumbles to ashes, and the Destroyer melts down into useless sludge, Surtur grins wide, knowing that the possessor of the Armour is dead. He does not care who was possessing it, as long as they are now dead.
Taking a look around, Surtur sees his Demons and Dragons fighting the Aesir and Valkyrior, his Giants all having died. Standing tall over all of them by a large margin, Surtur points the Twilight Sword at the flying dragons, and shoots a highly intense bout of flames from it.
The flames, hotter than the Sun above them, shoots at the dragons, and kills them all, taking the majority of the Valkyrior with them, before they can even begin to put up a defence.
Surtur turns around, now looking at the grounded troops, and swipes his sword, creating a chasm, dozens of meters deep, and wide, killing hundreds of Demons and Aesir alike, in one fell swoop.
"Oh, I have waited so long to do this!" Surtur gleefully yells, lifting the sword, tip down, with both his hands.
He prepares to stab it into the ground, and with one push, manages it. However, the ground he stabs into is not that of Asgard, but Muspelheim. With a heave, Surtur pulls the sword out of the ground, and asks, "You brought me back to my own Realm, Odinson?"
Thor, the one responsible for teleporting Surtur back to Muspelheim, floats in front of Surtur, and says, "Aye. I want you to fight me at your strongest, Surtur. This will show you how beneath you are to me."
"Bold words from a blind Asgardian." Surtur says, Taking a few steps around the tiny floating figure of Thor Odinson, the Rune Prince, and then with a sudden movement, slashes the Twilight Sword down at him.
Thor turns around, and slaps his hand at the approaching sword, the giant sword attacking him getting diverted into the ground. He says, "I may be blind, but I can still see better than you ever can, Surtur."
Surtur growls, pulling the sword back towards himself, and once more attacks Thor with it. Thor uses his hammer this time, and blocks the flaming sword in its spot.
The two Warriors, one tiny humanoid, and the other a literal Giant, both exchange strikes, with Surtur not harming a single hair on Thor's head. Thor just defends, not bothering with attacking Surtur, all of it with a calm look on his face.
"Fight back, Odinson! And die like an Asgardian!" Surtur yells, jumping back a few steps.
These few steps for Surtur provide him enough cover for him to try his next move, and he fires scorching flames from his sword tip at Thor. Thor spins his hammer around its leather handle, and stops the flames with the help of Mjolnir.
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Baldur:
Back on Asgard, Baldur sighs, looking at Lady Eir working on healing Odin. But he knows, that Odin is not going to stay alive for long.
Disregarding Ragnarok, Odin is already old, more than 2 Million years old, in fact. It is only his connection to the Odinforce, that's keeping him alive after getting both his hands removed. Thankfully, the healers had stopped him from losing any more blood.
Baldur looks at Gram, and Gungnir, laying side by side. Thor was nowhere to be found, and this left Baldur with the responsibility of leading Asgard. Reluctantly, Baldur picks up Gungnir, and stands up.
With a morose look towards his father, who is still unconscious, Baldur says, "You led well, Father. I apologize for not being here in time. Maybe if I was.."
"Enough, Prince Baldur. The War hasn't finished yet." Lady Eir admonishes, without turning away from Odin's chest.
Suddenly, Loki teleports near Odin, sees him fallen down, and then turns to Baldur. He raises an eyebrow at Gungnir, and says, "Better you than Thor, I'd say. Welcome back to the land of the living, brother. However short, it might prove to be."
Baldur nods at Loki, feeling weird at seeing him on this side of the war, and says, "You as well, Loki. Do you know where Thor is?"
Loki shrugs, and says, "Last I heard, he was taking Surtur back to Muspelheim after Frigga and Hodr died by his hands. Now, you should return to the battles, Baldur. Can't be a King of Asgard without fighting in a War."
"Aye. I am a King, am I not?" Baldur muses. He then slams Gungnir on the ground twice, and yells, "Do not lose hope, my warriors! Keep fighting until our dying breaths, and the Sun will shine on us again! I promise you that, as the God of Sun!"
His voice is heard by every allied soldier fighting within the Nine Realms, thanks to the Enchantments on Gungnir. Every Dwarf, Light Elf, Aesir, Valkyrie, and even Vanir. They all hear it. Even Theos Jordson.
Then, Baldur picks Gram up, and hands it to Loki. He says, "This sword was to be yours, was it not? Sigurd abandoned it, and I don't actually need it right now. Maybe you'll find better use to it."
Loki scowls at the Sword that got away, a sword that had once judged him unworthy of itself, and reluctantly puts his hand on it. When Baldur's hand leaves the sword in Loki's hand, it stays there, and does not return to the Vault.
Grasping it in his hands, Loki says, " Huh. It stayed."
"Of course it did. You're a changed man now, brother. Now, protect our father, and help the ladies heal him if you can. I have a God of War to find, and a War to win." Baldur says.
And with that, he turns towards the fighting warriors, and begins using Gungnir to fire blasts of his own Magic at them. God of Sun. Just like Thor, his own powers as the God of Sun prevented him from learning any complex magic.
But he did have a stable source of Energy right above him, granting him an endless supply for long range energy attacks.
With reckless abandon, Baldur attacks the enemies, all the while running close, to hopefully find Tyr and find out what the Hel is going on at other battlefronts.
Meanwhile, Loki quietly mourns the loss of his son, Fenrir, at the hands of his own brother, and turns towards Odin. Glancing at Gram, he mumbles, "Well, you once considered yourself above me, didn't you, Gram? I wasn't worthy of you, you showed. Well now I say, You aren't worthy of me."
Almost petulantly, Loki places the sword on the chest of Odin, knowing that while it won't heal him completely, it will purify his magic, giving him a few extra hours. And this way, he is also free to kill any attackers on Odin's life, using something he is familiar with. His magic.
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Theos:
'Vow that you won't attack any child of mine, in this war.' That is what Loki had said to me, right before giving me the Potion that I so desired. And I had Vowed, not seeing anything wrong with it.
But now, seeing Hela slowly gain an upper hand in her fight against Heimdall, I was almost regretting it. I have come to care for Heimdall, a little. He's a nice, honest man.
But even his Uru sword, Hofund, was finding it hard to defend against the Necromantic Energy infused weapons of Hela.
Her weapons are made up of her Divine Energy. The Divine Energy of a Goddess of Death. And Hofund, was slowly being chipped at, by the same corruptive energy in Hela's current sword.
But Heimdall wasn't a newbie, in terms of fighting, and so, he was still holding his own. Both of them had been fighting for about 15-20 minutes now, from the moment that Hela had showed herself to us.
Heimdall had managed to stay uninjured, for now, and had even managed to gain an upper hand a few times. But whenever Hela was relieved of one weapon, she would just conjure another and continue fighting.
Where Heimdall had a superior instinct, and a damn good vision, Hela had her connection to Helheim, giving her an infinite stamina.
"Getting tired, Heimdall? Didn't know you'd gotten old." Hela taunts, gracefully flipping back, and summons another broadsword to fight with.
Heimdall kicks the previously fallen sword, from when he had disarmed her, again, off the Bifrost, and continues the fight, not raising to the bait.
"Nothing? Still mourning for your sister, Heimdall?" Hela says, and that gets a twitch out of the eternally cool Heimdall. Hela notices it and asks, "You do know she's dead, don't you? I felt it happen a few hours ago. She went to Valhalla, unfortunately enough, but she's probably not been there long enough to return at Odin's call. Shame, I would have loved to see her die again."
Heimdall hefts Hofund in front of his face, as Hela talks, and then says, "As long as she enjoys her next life, I am content. I am just happy that she wasn't forced to fight with your army."
Hela chuckles, and attacks Heimdall with her sword again, which Heimdall blocks. Suddenly, however, she lets the sword go, and conjures an axe, that's about twice as big as my own, and swings it at Heimdall's head.
Flashing between the two, I remove Astrapi and block the bigger axe with it. My Adamantine Axe proves durable enough, and doesn't get chipped. Hela's Ego, however, is a different thing altogether.
Jumping back, she glares at me, and says, "You interfere, Jordson! You break your word!"
I shrug off Heimdall's inquisitive look, and say, "I vowed not to attack you, Hela. I didn't. I defended Heimdall."
Hela however knows, that I didn't interfere just because Heimdall is my.. good acquaintance. Heimdall will die, but this isn't his time yet. Hela knows that.
Hela scowls, and says, "Interfere again, and I won't hesitate in killing you too."
"Noted." I drily say, and turning to Heimdall, I add, "Loki and I have an.. agreement. I won't battle any of his children. This was me defending your life once. Do not let this repeat, my dear Heimdall."
Nodding gratefully, Heimdall returns to his fight with Hela, this time being even more vigilant.
And I get back to my useless vigilance over the Realms, to see how Thor, Baldur, and the rest are faring.
Thor was busy thrashing Surtur, Baldur was fighting the ghosts, and Tyr was fighting the statue like Dead Berserkers. Alfheim was winning their war over Swartalfheim, which after the death of Kurse and Malekith, was easy as fuck.
Nidavellir had already won, and the Aesir there, including Modi, were just keeping their guard up, for now. Vanaheim was slowly losing, but the decline was so slow, that it won't even matter. Ragnarok will happen before Jotunheim conquers Vanaheim.
As for Odin, wow that's bad. He was literally hanging on by a thread. Loki was improving his condition using Gram's purifying properties, but it wasn't enough to keep him alive indefinitely, and the healers were just useless right now.
Any moment now, Thor should go and do his own task. Wonder what's taking him so long.
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A/N: Next chapter will finally show who destroyed Nornheim, killed the Norns, and killed Lady Sif and the Warriors Three.
The POV shifts, as much irritating, are necessary to show what else is happening on other places. By other places, I mean where other main characters are.
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