Loki looked upon the shattered remains of his childhood home. Battle scars and scorch marks replace the pristine walls he remembered. He made his way to what used to be his bedroom. The room contained a bed that was barely suitable to fit a child and a workbench. Either everything else had been removed or there was nothing. “This was my bedroom until I was fourteen. Then, I didn’t really sleep after that…” he paused as he noticed that Hanna didn’t respond to him. No comment at all, not even about the room itself. Loki turned around expecting to see her behind him. “You’re awfully quiet back there”. He commented as he turned finally coming to the realization that she wasn’t there. “Hanna? Oh shit… where did you-? Hanna”! He called out as he left the room and scanned the halls for her. “Damn it! I should’ve paid closer attention! Hanna”! He called out as he ran out into the hall as he frantically checked every room he passed. After about a dozen doors Loki came face to face with the horror with the mouth on it’s stomach. It breathes heavily as it stared Loki down, unflinching. “Abholos… that’s what that voice called you, right”? Loki asked as he summoned a pair of golden daggers from his arsenal.

Abholos did not respond verbally but, out from its hands came those bone swords it has used before. “Not much of a talker huh? What a shame. I guess I’ll have to talk enough for the both of us”. Loki chuckled as he became invisible. Abholos stood still, simply watching. The beast then raised his bone sword to block an unforeseen attack. The sound of Loki’s blades hitting the bone rang out before Loki became visible again. “You can see me?! I see… you must not be effected by illusions. Are the rest of you just as annoying”? Loki barked as he backed off. Again Abholos did not respond with words. It simply rushed Loki moving those blades through the air with intent for vital spots on the body. These attacks hit nothing as Loki danced around them. “Bolverkr”! Loki called out as his daggers were traded out for the magical horn he previously named ‘Gjallarhorn’. Loki looked at the horn and then to his opponent who closed the distance before Loki could change it’s form again. The trickster swung the weapon and hit the horror with he end that traditionally makes noise on the horn. The creature crashed through the nearest set of walls, leaving more wounds on Loki’s childhood home. “I’m starting to see why father would always tell Thor and I to take it outside when we argued”. Loki chuckled as he skipped after his opponent.

Meanwhile: Hanna

Hanna looked up, slack jawed at Fenrir. “Well…. don’t leave me in suspense. What is it”!? Hanna asked eagerly as her eyes seemed to grow with anticipation.

The big wolf took a deep breath in. “How many last requests do you think you get”? He scoffed.

“Oh come on! What else are you doing?! Just tell me”! Hanna responded as she even got to her feet.

“You ever see a tiger fear a mouse”? Fenrir responded slowly as a low grumble escaped his lungs, implying a laughter trapped in his throat.

“You should tell me out of principle not fear”! Hanna insisted as she started to sound like Odin.

Fenrir laughed with his fangs bared. “Then consider your frustration my consolation prize should you leave here without dying”. His laughter faded into a low grumble as he finished speaking.

Hanna sighed but, smiled out of the corner of her lips. “I guess it’s true that animals take traits from their owners”. She observed aloud as that crooked smile turned into a full one. “You do remind me of Loki”. She finished almost with defeat.

“Is he here?! Father!? Can you here me father”!? Fenrir called out as he barked and howled loudly.

Hanna covered her ears as the racket Fenrir was making bounced off the walls and even began to make her feel dizzy. Fenrir stopped when he felt pressure on his back. The horror with tattered wings stood there with the Dainslief in hand.

“Father!?” Fenrir barked out hopefully.

“No such luck….” The horror stated boldly as he ripped off a chain that happened to wrap around the giant wolf’s neck. The Asgardian steel chain fell to the ground, leaving tremors that could be felt throughout the chamber.

Hanna eyed the creature breathing heavily as she started to shake violently. ‘I can kill it. I can kill it. Gungnir’! Hanna thought to herself as the blue lightning came from her dominant hand. The weapon was not produced. “Shit”! Hanna whispered as she looked to the empty hand that should have held the spear. “Run…” Odin said from over her left shoulder. “Right. Where to”? Hanna asked looking back where she came from, knowing full well that meant going back into the maze. “Follow me”! Odin called as he sprinted off into the maze. Hanna wasn’t far behind.

“No”! Fenrir bellowed as he shook out of rage as he could do nothing but, watch as Hanna exited into the maze.

The horror on the wolf’s back slid the blade of the twisted sword under the collar that Fenrir despised so much. “I could kill her myself but, I believe in poetic justice so, fulfill your prophecy already”! He announced as he pulled up on the purple and black ribbon around Fenrir’s throat. A loud snap occurred just before the silver head of the collar plummeted to the ground. The silver on it is in the shape of an octopus and curls it’s tentacles closer to it’s body before the ‘ribbon’ Fenrir spoke of dissipated, leaving only the silver pendent. The weapon the horror used snapped in half afterwards and radiated a vile green energy for a few moments. The horror looked at the weapon in a confused manner. “Pity… well it served it’s purpose”. He said aloud as he tossed the pieces aside.

Fenrir inhaled deeply as he immediately attempted to stand. The chains that wrapped around the majority of his body began to practically explode as he doesn’t even struggle to get up onto all four of his legs. He seems to walk normally as he pulled most of the chains off of himself just as he walked. “I can feel my limbs again! After all these years! You have my thanks stranger but….” Fenrir growled out before he quickly rolled onto his back with the stranger still on him. The horror found himself on the floor just before getting stepped on by the giant paws of Fenrir’s. As the horror struggled to get up Fenrir sprinted forward, trampling the winged creature without any consideration for him. “Odin”! Fenrir called out with a long, haunting howl swiftly trailing behind it almost creating a drop in temperature with it.

Hanna glanced behind her as she felt as well as heard the howl. She didn’t stop running but, she noticeably slowed. “Do not look back! First thing to remember when being chased: don’t look back”! Her previous incarnation called back to her as he kept running. “Right”! She returned quickly just before she started back at full stride. “So, you know the way out right? If you’re a figment of my imagination how do you know the way out”!? She asked as she pushed to catch up to Odin but, only getting so close. “I’m repressed memories from your life before. Not a figment. That isn’t really what’s important though is it”? He asked as he ran a fixed number of steps before her, as if assuring she would never catch up with him. He took twists and turns effortlessly even as poor Hanna looked as though she might be getting winded. “How big is this maze!? I feel like we’ve been running forever”! She complained. “It’s hard to say. This was meant to keep a giant, immortal beast caged forever. So, time distortion is a possible side effect on mortals”! Odin called back casually. “Are you saying I’ll be older by the time we get out of here”!? Hanna got out sharply as she continued through the twists and turns Odin was leading her through. Odin laughed loudly. “A year at most! Your hair might be a little longer, worse case scenario”! He teased just before the pair of them reached a dead end in the maze. “Uhhhh….” Odin grunted as he eyed the wall before them as if he’d never seen it before. Hanna stopped, hunching herself over with her hands on her knees as she fought to catch her breath. “There a door or something? Hurry up and open it”. She panted out. “I uh… I don’t remember how….” He admitted slowly. “WHAT”!? Hanna screeched back. Odin chuckled nervously while rubbing the back of his head.

Meanwhile: Thor

Thor, Bellona and Hercules come through the remains of the city. They are all worn from travel and Hercules even has a dead animal across his shoulders like a dear with strange pearl colored horns. The trio gaze upon the castle in utter shock. “Look at that. You got us here after all”. Bellona teased as she pushed on Thor’s shoulder.

The trio examine the outside for a few moments before Thor trudged towards the open doors of the castle. Out of seemingly thin air a flaming chain slithered between the heroes and struck the ground to Thor’s right. He jumped a little only as he turned and summoned Mjolnir in the same motion. The other two turn as the chain is pulled back. It returns to its owner, an even taller creature with a goat’s skull for a head. The creature bellowed as more creatures similar to this one gather behind him. Too many to count as they surround the castle. The three heroes look at each other before Bellona summoned her sword and a shield. Thor sighed as he threw his legendary hammer into the army. Hercules sighed as well before he dropped the horned creature slung across his shoulders as he followed the others into battle. Chaos ensued as the sound of shattering bones filled the air. With all three of them taking out members of the small army with relative ease.

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Hanna continued..

Odin vanished leaving Hanna alone. Her eyes widen and dilate out of panic. “Fuck”! She screamed as she put her hands on the wall Odin was examining. The sound of rapid breathing and tremors from Fenrir’s strides became louder and louder as he got closer. A moment of clarity washed over her as she could see the great beast running through the maze. He almost didn’t fit between the walls and as he hit the wards on the walls after turning, she noticed they would crack upon impact. “Gungnir”! She called out and successfully summoned the legendary weapon through a veil of blue lightning and smoke. As she expected, Fenrir closed in on her. His pace didn’t even slow as he rushed at her. Drool pooled over from his lips and a crazed glow was lit in his eyes. He closed the distance and just before his fangs could reach her, she used the spear as a means to vault up and away. She even had enough momentum to climb onto the wolf’s head. Instinct seemed to kick in as she grabbed firmly to Fenrir’s left ear and pulled on it to the point it caused him to turn his head. This was more than enough to distract the absurdly large canine enough as he hit the castle wall. As if made of paper, Fenrir ripped right through the wall he made contact with. The stones fell around him and Hanna like rain as they proceeded through to the outside. Hanna was flung from the wolf’s back as he killed his momentum forward. The animal shook himself of loose debris as if drying off from a duration in water.

Hanna crashed to the ground and the Gungnir slid away from her some distance. She moaned as she pushed herself from her belly and onto her hands and knees. Her whole world was spinning and every noise was distorted. She struggled to get up as the goat headed creatures came upon her and drew their weapons. The group closed in around her as they pushed and shoved one another pointing their weapons as if arguing which one was going to kill her. “You mindless pieces of filth”! Fenrir howled as he charged in to interrupt the bickering. “The honor of Odin’s demise is mine and mine alone”! The wolf bellowed as he seized, stomped and effortlessly tore apart dozens of these creatures. Hanna watched in amazement as Fenrir utterly demolished the growing forces that eagerly swarmed him.

“Wow”…. Hanna whispered as she simply watched in awe at the event happening before her. Her right eye became fogged over as she had a vision.

A black and red haired girl in shredded clothes that seemed reminiscent of the ones Hanna wore now was fierce in combat. With her talon-like claws for nails she slashed away at an enemy that didn’t even seem to be putting up a fight. All the way up to her elbows was the blood of her enemy. When the faceless opponent went down the girl howled victoriously up into the sky.

Meanwhile: Loki

Loki looked to the Gjallarhorn with a smile and a raised brow. “Normally I’d say a horn as a weapon really blows but, that seemed to hit the right notes”. He chuckled and kissed the golden horn before following his opponent through the damaged wall. Abholos let off a screech that caused nausea the moment it hit the eardrum. He rushed Loki aggressively screaming his horrible sound as he frantically slashed at Loki. The trickster simply giggled as he avoided the attacks effortlessly, only taking breaks to taunt the creature by hitting him with the horn, not nearly as hard as he had before. Abholos flinched each hit but, the red glow in his eyes seemed to intensify. The attacks became more wild and frantic each time he was hit with the horn. Loki seemed to take delight in the creature’s rage as he continued his battle plan of non-aggression. “What a lovely singing voice you have. Maybe I can play you a tune to sing to”! Loki taunted again as he delivers a blow to the back of the horror’s head, causing him to plant face first into the stone ground. The damage to the floor was considerable and it took a few seconds for Abholos to pull himself from the imprint his body left. In this time Loki blew the horn and summoned the bi-frost. The rainbow curtain appeared behind where the creature would be standing should he fully get to his feet. “Thank you but, no time for an encore I’m afraid”! Loki commented as he swung the horn as a weapon once more as he sent Abholos through the portal with this hit. “Damn I’m on fire! Or rather you will be when you reach the sun. Asshole”. Loki said as the horn returned to his Arsenal. He walked back out into the hallway and looked both ways before dropping his head in disappointment. “Dammit dad…. Where did you go”? Loki complained as he picked a direction and started walking only to pick up on a strange noise. “Is that?... a battle”? Loki asked aloud as he changed his direction to where the commotion was coming from.

His travel landed him where Bellona, Hercules and his brother Thor had taken to fighting with the flaming skulled creatures. Loki sighed and summoned out his signature twin daggers as he entered the fray. He used swift movements to quickly take out single opponents that weren’t expecting him at first. He worked his way inward only to find Bellona surrounded yet, effectively holding her own. “Any of you meatheads seen my father”!? Loki asked clearly addressing Bellona as he stood at her back defending her.

“Loki”!? Bellona asked trying to look over her shoulder to look to him but, quickly found herself preoccupied with killing one of the goat creatures who came too close. “You’ve got a lot of nerve”! She screamed out in mid strike.

“Yeah yeah I get it! You don’t like me! We want the same thing though! For Odin to wake up! So, if you know where she is it’s in everyone’s best interest-“ Loki responded casually as he too killed the creatures in almost perfect alternating synchronization with Bellona.

“I haven’t seen her since Earth! None of us have! Are you saying she’s here and you lost her”!? Bellona barked in between smashing a creature’s skull with her shield.

“Fuck off! I’m sure she’s fine! I guess that means she’s not out in this mess”! Loki retorted as he became invisible.

“Coward! Come back here and fight”! Bellona roared as she started taking out creatures in a path that followed the general location of where Loki might’ve gone.

Her path brought her to Hercules. He was breaking the neck of one of the creatures with his bare hands and proceeded to use its lifeless corpse as a weapon as he swung it at the others. “Where are you going my love?! Are you not having as much fun as I am”!? Hercules laughed as he continued his onslaught.

“Loki is here! With Odin! We have to find her! Preferably before he does”! Bellona insisted loudly as she switched out her sword and shield out in favor of a whip with metal studs throughout the weapon. Upon impact the creatures seem to explode.

The behemoth of a man sighed. “Fine”! He called back to her as he started running. Every creature that made contact with him was either trampled or pushed away from him violently. “Thor”! He called out as he made his way to a developing storm.

Thor was using his iconic hammer as the creatures got close to him and lightning summoned from his free hand at a distance. Hercules charged knocking over enemies like bowling pins as he made his way to the thunder god with Bellona on his heels. “Hurry up and clean this up Thor! Your father’s here! Now is the chance to take her from Loki”! Bellona called out to him.

He nodded and began swinging his hammer rapidly before he took to the skies. Hundreds of feet above the battlefield he rose before he found his target. The creature that initiated this battle wasn’t hard to find even through the others who looked remarkably similar to him. Thor dropped himself on this one in particular, crushing him like an insect. Lightning flew off of Thor when he landed, taking out dozens more in the process. Thor then roared as lightning began striking around him killing stragglers. His plan seemed to be working as the remaining creatures started to scatter and retreat.

Meanwhile: Hanna Continued…

A flaming spear flew and sunk into the mighty wolf’s side. He yelped out of pain but, it didn’t seem to slow him. Creatures continued to fight Fenrir with swords and other close range weapons but, it became clear that long range was more effective so more longer ranged weapons slowly came into play. Flaming arrows and spear seemed to come from all directions and took turns getting lodged in the wolf’s hide. Fenrir started frantically looking for the archers and since everything smelled like it was on fire there was no way to track his assailants other than sight. The creature’s brave enough to stay up close were easily disposed of by being bitten in half but, each time he did, another volley of arrows and spears landed in him. It was clearly starting to take its toll on him. He slowed drastically. The boom came from Thor’s assault and the remaining creatures started to instinctively retreat. Fenrir was limping now. He knew no more weapons would come for him but, fear washed over his face. He used his remaining strength to rush at Hanna but fell before her. His nose no more than three feet away from her but, he could find no more strength to move.

Both of Hanna’s eyes were glossed over now as they had been before when having visions. “You poor creature. So close….” She said but, with a strange likeness to her previous incarnation.

“Damn you…. Fuck your fate…. Fuck your destiny… I’ve waited… I’ve waited so long….” Fenrir grumbled as he tried to bite at Hanna but, minimal movement actually occurred.

“Yes. You have. It doesn’t have to end here”. She stated calmly.

“Don’t mock me…..” Fenrir growled as he tried again to move with no results.

“I’m not. Shiva once took in the essence of a white elephant. He loved that elephant. To keep it from dying he took it into his arsenal. When he severed Ganesha’s head, the elephant offered its life to save his son. It is possible for me to take you into my Arsenal. When I do, my life and your’s will be interconnected. You’d get your chance to kill me again”. She continued in that same unfeeling tone she had been. With the look on her face remaining the same as when she started.

Fenrir listened to the story intently before a low grumble escaped him. “What would you want from me in return”? He got out weakly before he tried to stand only to fall immediately back into position.

“Your cooperation. First, for the initial taking into my arsenal. Then, I need your strength for a period of time. To help me ascend”. Hanna continued.

The wolf barked loudly. “Unacceptable! You can not be allowed-“ Fenrir snarled through his teeth.

Hanna interrupted him. “Should you refuse, you will die here. I may decide to not have someone guide you back. That would ensure your revenge dies here. Agree and I will guide you back myself. I will give you that chance myself”. She said just as calm as she had been. Those fogged over eyes fixated on Fenrir.

“Fine…. I agree… get it over with Odin….” Fenrir grumbled lowly as he closed his eyes.

She approached the fallen wolf and placed both hands in his fur. Odin was standing beside her now with his hands next to her’s. A flash of light and sparks flew from the site and Fenrir and Odin both vanished leaving only Hanna as she slowly dropped to her knees.