《The Midgard Serpent (Halfdan the Black x OC)》Chapter 24
Advertisement
Darkness surrounds me. I can see not feel anything, but I know all I have to do is open my eyes. What was happening before, what is happening now. I hear waves crashing into against the shore. Water ha, that's funny we aren't even close to the shore from camp. Wait did we even make it back from camp?
I open my eyes very slowly afraid the sun would hurt them but when I look up all I see is dark storm clouds surround the area. I move my fingers around and feel the warm sand believe me. I sit up seeing on the beach. When did I get here? "Hello!" No answer. I stood up. It didn't hurt to stand it felt .... normal.
I walk to the edge of the shore where the water just hits the sand. Why am I here right? I look out towards the ocean and see that it goes on for miles. "Alca." I turn around to see him a man a never thought I would see again. An expression of confusion was placed on my face, "Erlendur." He starts to smile, " I see you still remember." " How could I forget you?" He starts to walk closer to me.
"Good because we have a lot to discuss." He places his hand out for me to grab.
" How are you here I watched you get killed?" The smile was swept off his face. "Alca where do you think we are?" It then dawned on me. "Am I..." the smirk comes back "That's for you to decide." If I am dead then how could I decide, but where are the gates of Valhalla. My punishment to look upon them forever but never enter. I grab his hand wanting to know more.
We start walking but I can tell this is going to be an endless walk. He hasn't started talking yet so I decided I would. "Why out of everyone would you be the one to talk to me?" "I know you remember that day Alca. The day I came with torvi. You didn't trust me in the slightest always watching my steps tracking me when I hunted. I don't blame you for that. But that night when I confronted you. I wanted nothing more than to be the one who stayed Alca the Midgard serpent, but you looked weak for once and beautiful and I had to kiss you. YOU had to kiss me. It was you're first kiss wasn't it? How darling you were. You interest me Alca that's all."
I blushed a little but nothing noticeable. "That doesn't explain why you are here and better yet you tried to kill me in Paris. I saw you in the tree lines watching me." "No matter what I will always want to kill you Alca. It's a big ambition of mine, but to say that I didn't love you and for you to say the same would be a lie."
I laughed at this. "If you loved me then why try to kill my family. Separate everyone even further?" "Like I said my ambitions get the best of me. Ragnar took my family away so I wanted to take revenge against his. I just didn't think someone from his family would interest me enough." We stopped walking and he turns towards me. "This is goodbye Alca." Wait what.
Advertisement
"You're leaving me again what am I to do?" "Trust me you will make it into Valhalla but I will not, but you are not dead yet and there's much more you still need to do." He let's go of my hand and a big gust of wind blows sand around us. I become blinded by these and use my hands to cover my eyes. As the wind slows down I begin to open my eyes and see that I'm standing on a mountain. This range looks for familiar. "And the oldest has finally arrived." The sound of that voice brought a chill down my back and goosebumps all over my arms. "Don't be such a coward and face me!" I turn around and the man I thought I would never see again was there. "Hello Alca. I see you made a reputation far worse than mine." It was him. The man who abused me everyday. Made me train till I could no longer stand. Made me into the son he could never have. My father
"I made up for it though something you could and would never be able to do." He laughs, "And to think I chose you to be the favorite. I laid everything out before you and you wasted it away and got all of us killed you ungrateful child." "You were never a father to me. All you ever used me for was a replacement for the son you could never have. You betrayed the gods and blamed all of us for it." I walked forward and reached for my sword but realize I didn't have one. He starts laughing hysterically at me and slaps me so hard in the face I fall to the ground. "I thought when you died we would have the greatest relationship out of all my children, but no you are the one that got us all killed." He kicks me in the stomach and I grunt. "You let the whole kingdom and my wife get killed." He kicks again. "You lost our family name and wealth." He kicks again. "You are nothing but a worthless *kick*, useless *kick*, ungrateful *kick* daughter."
It stops and I can hear him breathing heavy from kicking me so much. I start to laugh and it just grows louder and louder. I feel no pain right now. All I can feel the is the ground under me. This time rocky with fresh moss in it. I stand up and spit blood out of my mouth. His eyes open wide surprises by my strength.
"You are right I am all those things to you, but not to others. You taught to be just as heartless and cold as you, but in the end that just brought pain to everyone I knew. I now realize that it isn't me who is wrong but you." I walk closer to him " And I will never be lessened by the likings of you." I punch him square in the face and as I did I am falling to the ground. I lay my hands before me so I don't hit my face and see that I am in a field. The grass tall and reaching my shoulders as I sit up onto my knees. Now I know I have never been here before.
In the distance a girl walks towards me. She has beautiful blonde hair and as she gets closer I can see the very light green eyes she has. I'm in shock as she comes before me and sits beside me. "I've missed you sister." My twin the one I thought would always be with me but died before now sitting beside as if nothing happened. "Nalica, I'm so sorry." She places a hand on my shoulder and smiles at me with the prettiest smile I have ever seen. "It's ok we all know it wasn't your fault. And even if it was we all forgive you." All?
Advertisement
I look out and see all my sister coming towards me. Blonde haired with smiles on their faces. They all sat around us as tears began to come out of my eyes. "No way is Alca crying!" I look up to see Sarafina, the shy one. I was quite surprised to hear that come out of mouth and so were the rest I guess because we all start laughing.
"I've missed you all so much. No words can describe how truly sorry I am." " Alca you will always have a place in this family," Cerico says and grabs my hand. We are all smiling at each other. "I never want to leave you guys again." The smile instantly left from their faces and in a second they were all gone except Nalica. The sunny sky turns to dark clouds as the wind begins to pick up. I am standing on my feet now and so Nalica. "You have to go Alca now!" "But if I die I can be with everyone. I can be with you again." She starts to walk backwards and everything begins to become darker. "It is not your time Alca. You have more left to do." "NALICA!!! WAIT!! NALICA!!!" Everything around me becomes black.
I now start to feel pain in my body. Every hit I probably had in the last year. My hears can heat a song being sung by the men of the camp. Beautiful and low piece. I know the voices. I need to get to the voices. I HAVE TO WAKE UP.
With a sudden gasp I flung up and with every heavy breath my vision becomes more clear. The song that's being sung I can more clearly. I look around to a white cloth on top of me. Was I actually dead and on another note I AM STARVING. I jolt up and into my feet hitting the dirt ground beneath me. My ribs begin to hurt but I know that's from not eating. I see my weapons on the table and a lot of my belongings, one of them being my sword. I place the sword so that it is on my back and I see an apple next to my necklace and decided to eat it. I haven't ate in so long and it tasted as if it came from Valhalla. I flattened down my braid and used the white clothe to get some dirt off my face. There is barely any sound coming from outside other than the little song and the fire crackling. Any conversations were just whispers. I walk to the entrance of the tent. What if people actually thought I was dead? It doesn't matter there is something I need to take care of first.
I push the text drapes open and being to walk through the camp site. As I brush by a fire the lite whisper there stopped completely and all stared up at me " is that..." I keep walking as I come closer to the middle of the camp the sound is louder. I can hear men drink and eat while sitting by the fires. As I come closer all sounds begin to disappear. Guess I really was dead. The quietness turned to whispers and peopled started running to the main tent where I was heading. The others were just staring at me. "Oh my Odin." "She really is from the gods." As I reach closer to the main tent I can hear Ivar slam his hands in the table and yell at the boy, "do not lie to me about such a matter. Alca is gone and nothing can change that."
The boy runs away and I walk fully into the tent. Everyone I learned to care for was in there and there faces looked horrified. Ivar's once angry face turned pale and softened. "Ivar out of everyone I thought I would get a better send off party." No noise. I look around to see King Harald, the only man with a smirk on his face, and beside him Halfdan whose eyes looked darker than normal as if he unlocked a load of anger. His eyes instantly turned back to a light brown. Geir was the first to stand and walk towards me. He placed a hand on my cheek and once he felt me he started crying. "Mother it really is you." He hugs me right away as I step onto my tippy toes so my head would be on his shoulder. " It is." Geir lets goes and looks into my eyes.
"Alca how are you alive?You were dead for hours." I turn towards Harald and that big grin of his and place one on my face in return. He stopped. This wasn't the Alca who was abandoned by halfdan. Who let love into her life. This is the Alca he met back in Kattegat who only thirst for adventure. Who felt no emotions. This honestly scared him. "The gods brought me back Harald to one last thing."
I turn towards Ivar, "Ivar remember the deal we made?" He nods his head. "It is still on. Ivar Ragnarson you will be the one to kill me and in return I will join your side and fight against against Lagertha." It was Ivars turn to smile for one of the only people that didn't see him as a crippled was alive and now she will be joining his side.
I looked towards Halfdan and still see a shocked face. "As for you Halfdan, never screw me over again."
I walked away from the tent and back to the one that was mine before the meeting .Along the way there more people were out and staring at me. I don't care though. The battle will begin and all feel now is anger. Anger of abandonment, Anger of my own self death, and mostly Anger for letting myself become weak like that.
I am Alca the Midgard Serpent and I am a puppet of the gods. I will do their every deed even if it means
Death.
Advertisement
Spoiled By A Husband With Special Needs
On the night of her wedding, Tang Ning did not wed her fiancé but wedded a mysterious stranger instead.
8 1056Rebirth of Gu Jiao
When all was done, she was left alone and was killed by mysterious people. On her dying moment, her elder brother came. Truth was, it was Li Jun who had arranged for her to be able to live comfortably in even after all the scandal. If she didn't follow her mother? and was able to be a clever, obedient, lovable little sister, would everything be different? Just after Gu Jiao close her eyes accepting death she returned from the day her mother return to get her. Gu Jiao thought huh! This young Missu is not and idiot to make the same mistake twice.. hehehe this young miss will make sure that this evil woman of a mother would regret her schemes! (?_?) hehe.. This Young Miss would enjoy teaching you a lesson hahaha... (laugh evilly ?(???)?.... Why is this man becoming more and more strange? What is this sleeping together for warmth? What is this good morning and good night kiss? Do you really take me for an idiot? ?( ° ? °|||)? *** Pls be regarded that this is story is a fanfiction of the story "Rebirth of the Wolfish Silkpants Bottom". Some parts are added, some where cut and other were manipulated in another twist and some were retained the SAME. if you feel it was plagiarize then please talk to me first and i'll see what can be done. Disclaimer: names, situation, images and other information was similar to other are not intentional. This work purely come from the research, reference story, and authors
8 284The Ruined Monks of Rothfield Monastery
Erin is the youngest member of the dark monks; a supernatural brotherhood whose ultimate mission is to improve the dire circumstances of poor, war-torn villages using powers unique to each member. Or so he was led to believe. Erin, like his brothers, does not age, and that is, unfortunately, the only trait he shares with them. He cannot charm or compel like Woodrow, he cannot cast illusions like Knox, he was not swift like Swithin, not powerful like Blake. He was barely an assistant to his dear brother Wilbur, with his herbology and alchemy. He was told to lie low and make himself scarce. That is what he did. The dark monks temporarily reside in abandoned monasteries scattered around the country, feeding the poor and healing the sick, nurturing the monastic lands until it was fertile enough to raise crops and rear animals. As the years passed, they would leave these reformed, repopulated, self-sustaining monasteries and venture froth to help the next settlement. Yet, after years of toiling and quiet servitude, Erin notices that people and the country itself are declining. The villagers look gaunt, the once-lush soil now barren and cracked. He begins to feel disheartened, thinking that their mission is proving futile. Still, their leader Blake is steadfast and charges onward, and lately has his eyes set on a certain monastery in a thick, thorned forest that seems to diminish, even nullify their powers. A thick forest that Erin somehow has a connection to. A thorned glade where an ethereal voice calls his name with one simple request along with a promise:Heal the land, child. Heal the land and I promise to give you sanctuary so long as you stay. I promise to nurture you as you nurture me. As Erin cultivates the land, the land, in turn, gifts all its caretakers with new, enhanced skillsets on top of their unique powers -- skills of protection, healing, and magic. Magic. Erin had long wished to see the world fill with it again. The people, regardless of common or noble blood, still believe that magic will enter this world again. Magic to bless the king like it did the Saints. Magic to dispel the miasma befouling the world. Magic to bring back the fae folk and their many forms. It is up to Erin to forge the many paths leading to a bright future; to build a prosperous paradise that welcomes all races and bloodlines, by mastering the rewards gained through agriculture, horticulture, and animal husbandry, smithing, crafting, and fishing. Erin may also find a lifelong friendship and romance with his neighbor, Claude, if he decides to pursue him, and may even join him in the military campaign outside the monastery. The darkness still lurks outside, after all, and the mastery of his skills, along with a few good friends, may finally be enough to turn the tide in their favor. Most of all, Erin wants to keep the vow he set for himself: to protect everyone and everything he loves until his dying breath.
8 115Bound To Be
Alicia is a beautiful curvy young woman. Yet she doesn't think too highly of herself, even though she should.Alicia and her father have had the closest bond ever since Alicia was born, well since her mother ran out on them when she was just a toddler. She hardly remembers her mom though. But Alicia's fine with that because she knows her and her father are unbreakable. That is until he gets a call one day saying he needs to come back to the Army Reserve for an official business matter.So now she is being shipped off to California to her father's friend's place where she will stay until he can come home. The question is, when will he come home?Not to mention this friend is a very rich older woman, Ann, who lives in a beautiful mansion in Malibu.When Alicia arrives to the mansion she is greeted by a very hot young man about her age, Abraham. But his rudeness and arrogantness sets her off the wrong way. They have to deal with one another since they live together. Right?What will come their way?
8 509A Howl For Help
Phoenix has been to Hell and back in her pack. Her fiery, sarcastic attitude has been repressed over the years as her spirit has been completely drained. She is now just a shell of her former self after experiencing endless abuse from the people who are meant to love her unconditionally. Will she ever be the girl that she once was?(Some mature language, so beware if you're like 9 years old...)
8 89Third Male Lead's OOC
The day Wisteria Lilac was summoned by the Sacred Tree to receive his blessing as the Sage Successor, he also recovered his memories of his previous life-- where he had read a novel containing events of his current life and death!According to the story, he was supposed to be one of the three male leads who fell in love with the protagonist, Fleur Alabaster. However, despite being one of the three male leads, he was fated to fight a heroic battle to his death against the villain!Having gained the advantage of knowing what will trigger the events towards his death, he becomes determined to avoid such ending at all cost...
8 148