《Broken-(A Loki Fanfic)》Chapter Three
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I could feel my body being moved around and carried. I couldn't see anything, though. My ears were ringing, and I felt heavy. I tried to lift my hand, but it didn't respond. That was not a good sign.
After a moment or two, the ringing began to stop. I could hear jumbled voices and people moving all around me.
"This is all my fault," I heard Alma say. "I should have taken it a bit slower."
"It's not your fault. Nobody expected her to fly on her first day. That never happens," Ilia told her.
I forced my eyes open and sat up. "What happened?"
"You passed out," Ilia bluntly said.
"Wow, I never would have guessed." She gave me a look to kill. "How long?"
"Not very." Alma had a look of guilt on her face.
"It's not your fault. Besides, I'm fine. It was an accident." Her expression eased into a more comfortable, happy one. I hopped off the table thing that I had been lying on and got to my feet. "I just need some practice."
"Let's go!" Alma grabbed my hand and began to drag me through the halls.
"Now?"
"You've still got time." Ilia sighed and shook her head. "Don't worry. We'll take it slow."
"Okay." I looked back as we were walking and saw Ilia walking in the other direction. I shrugged and faced forward only to see that we were back outside.
After a few hours, I was able to hover without losing control. Alma bounced up and down as I slowly flew around the area. "Great job! Oh! It's time for you to go now. Come on down." I landed beside her with a slight stumble and tucked in my wings. "Later, I'll teach you how to travel back and forth from Earth. It'll be so much fun! And I—"
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"Wait," I interrupted. "You mean this isn't on Earth?"
"Of course not. We're in Valhalla, which is in Asgard. I thought you knew that."
"I hadn't really thought about it." My head started spinning, and my vision was going in and out. Alma helped me carefully sit on the ground.
"I'll see you tomorrow. Be ready to fly fast!"
I jerked out of bed. Surprisingly, I felt well-rested. That didn't make any sense, but I decided not to question it. I looked over to the clock. It was about seven in the morning. I had no plans for the day since it was a Saturday, so being up that early was not exciting.
I nearly fell off the bed when I was startled by Elisa's snoring. I hit the wall with a loud thud. Elisa rolled over and looked at me. "What are you doing? What time is it?" She asked drowsily. "Only seven? Go back to sleep." She closed her eyes and resumed snoring. I had almost forgotten she was there until then.
I got up and got dressed. After leaving a note, I walked down to the dining hall. I hadn't realized how hungry I was until I saw the food. I got what I wanted and sat at an empty table. As I ate my food, I heard a huge crash come from outside. I stood from my seat and looked in the direction it came from.
"What was that?" I heard someone say.
"I don't know. Should we go look?"
"I'm not sure. It didn't sound good." The two ran off, and I saw a herd of students running our way.
They screamed as they ran towards me, but some of them were so shocked that they didn't even move. No one paid those people any attention.
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I shoved my way through the crowd to get to them. One of them was having a panic attack against a wall so I went to him first. "Hey," I said as I gently placed my hands on his shoulders. "Look at me. It's okay. Come on, let's get you out of here." He nodded as he eased off the wall. "What's going on?"
"I-I don't know. There was just a crash in the courtyard, and there was smoke, too. I didn't know what to do. I'm sorry."
"Don't be. It's fine. Go get to safety, okay?" He nodded and ran after the crowd.
I saw a girl curled up in a ball. I offered her my hand. "Hey, come here." She reluctantly got up. Once she did, she latched her arms around me and I almost couldn't breath. I heard her crying. "Hey, don't cry. You're gonna be okay. Come on, let's go." I took her hand and guided her across the room. "Go on."
"What about you?"
"I'll be okay. Now go." She smiled and ran.
I turned my attention back to the courtyard. As I was running, I felt a sudden weight on my thighs. I glanced down and saw my daggers strapped on. I pulled them from their sheaths and continued forward. Once I got on the lawn, a magical rainbow beam shot down next to me. I turned towards it, ready to attack whatever came out.
As the beam disappeared, a man dramatically stood with a weird hammer in his hand.
"Thor?" I recognized the man as one of Earth's mightiest heroes, a.k.a. the Avengers.
"Hello, Valkyrie. What opponent are we facing today?"
"I, um, I have no idea. Sorry." I stared at him in disbelief. I mean, Thor was right in front of me.
"Do not apologize. We shall soon figure it out." He gave me a comforting, cheesy smile.
"Yeah, okay." I looked back to the middle of the lawn where the smoke was clearing. "I honestly have no idea what I'm doing so I won't be much help."
"Nonsense, you have already helped a great deal, Valkyrie." He swung his hammer in circles. "Let us fight valiantly." And with that, he shot into the sky.
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