Young God | L. Laufeyson

46. The Goddess of Death

"Her violent appetites grew beyond my control. I couldn't stop her, so I imprisoned her. Locked her away. She draws her strength from Asgard, and once she gets there, her powers will be limitless." Hela sounds like a true monster but Thor is not afraid.

"Whatever she is, we ...we can stop her together. We can face her together."

"No, we won't. I'm on a different path now. This you must face alone. I love you, my sons." Odin's last words hit Loki deeply, astonishment and a mess of emotions run through every fiber of his body. He stares at his father with a soft and almost weak glance, not believing that Odin would love him after all. Is this real? Does he accept the monster Loki has become?

Aurora can barely breathe, her eyes burn in sympathy for Loki and Thor. They will really lose their father and there's no way to stop this. Suddenly, she feels how Loki grabs her hand, squeezing it tightly and she returns the same to support him. Why does someone always have to die?

"Look at that." Odin points at the far distance into the ocean, his voice more peaceful than ever. He sounds so calm, ready to let go. "Remember this place. Home."

As the last syllable leaves his lips, Odin dissolves into golden, shining dust, the same one as Frigga. His body is gone within seconds, the sparks leaving with the quiet wind. The three of them stand up, Aurora stares at the gold particles that used to be Odin. The King is gone. He is really dead. A tear rolls down her face and her glance lands on Thor who's still processing his father's dad.

"Thor... I'm... I'm so sorry..." Aurora presses her lips together. The God of Thunder was just forced to witness how his father dies and he couldn't do anything against it. All of sudden, the sun hides behind dark clouds, appearing out of nowhere. A storm is reeling and a growling thunder echoes above them.

"Brother..." Loki says cautiously, knowing better not to provoke Thor now. Also Aurora notices the little electricity sparkling around the blonde's hand, his shock turning into rage.

"This was your doing." Thor glares at his brother and Aurora quickly steps between them, sensing an arising conflict.

"Now is not the time to fight, we have to focus on the upcoming threat aka your evil sister." While Aurora lifts her hand against Thor to secure the distance between him and Loki, a mysterious portal suddenly appears as if Aurora has just summoned the evil. "Ugh, seriously?"

A green light shines through the dark substance and the three of them know that the Goddess of Death is arriving. Sharing a glance, they move closer towards the portal and as Loki drops his illusion of the black suit, Thor hits the ground with Mjölnir at the same time to change back into armor, the earth trembling at the powerful lightning. Of course, I don't have a cool transition, Aurora mentally rolls her eyes and prepares for Hela's arrival.

The firstborn steps out with a devilish smirk, her green eyes that are covered in black shadow form a vicious beam. Hela is pale and skinny, yet tall to bathe in confidence. Her green-black outfit and black, messy hair reminds Aurora of Loki, but Hela seems different. Like the true devil.

"So he's gone." Her voice is strong and deep, somehow mighty. "That's a shame. I would've liked to have seen that."

"You must be Hela. I'm Thor, son of Odin." Thor introduces himself, the tension is unbearable.

"Really?" His older sister scoffs. "You don't look like him."

"Perhaps we can come to an arrangement." Loki suggests with a little mistrust, not seeking for war and Hela nods almost in approval.