7 Pride, Prejudice, and Parenting

Spectre POV:

'I could feel their unease as they noticed that the longer and closer, they were to me the weaker they were becoming, at some point very soon Odin will not even be able to hold that Space Gem.' I think smugly waiting for them to talk.

Frigga had her attention snap to the floating Aldrif and then her eyes glowed, and she gasped and demanded, "What did you do to my baby?!"

"Just like your next daughter, who will be the Champion of one of my siblings, I have chosen Aldrif as one of my Champions. You should feel pride, two of your daughters have been chosen by two nigh-omnipotent Abstracts as their Champion."

Heaving a sigh of relief Frigga's worries lessened considerably. She may not know who this being is, but she knows what an Abstract is, and what becoming the Champion of one entails. If anything, her daughter just got really lucky. As that happened, she did not seem to notice that her weakening stopped, and she was regaining her strength and powers. A certain foolish king, however, did not understand jack squat and in fury demanded his daughter be returned to him. "I do not know who you are creature, or what becoming a champion means, but you will return my daughter or pay the price of angering Odin Borson, king of Asgard!"

Frigga's eyes widened in panic and tried to intervene, but I answered before she could, and she would not interrupt me. *In slight amusement and frustration* "No, I will not. As you do not deserve her. You are a horrible king, an even worse father, and above all a rechargeable snack for a bunch of edgy shut-ins that think themselves all powerful."

That last line made him come to a halt, before in a fit of rage he aimed Gungnir at my chest, imbued it with the space gem's power, and threw it at me. It reached my chest and bounced right off; it did not even leave a scratch. Upon seeing his strongest move be completely useless his eyes widened, and he despaired, especially after he felt all of his strength, energy, speed, and even powers being drained to the point he could barely stand anymore causing him to let go of the Space Gem, unable to hold it any longer. Looking at the foolish king I decided to torture him a little. For little Hela, Death bless her soul. So, I used my weakest move, Darkness lost to the absolute minimum degree possible, after all I do not want to kill him, and he is already weakened. Upon contact with the moving darkness, he started screaming his lungs out even harder than his wife when she thought she lost her baby.

Frigga in fright begged for forgiveness and clarification. "Oh Lord, please excuse our urgency, we were desperate for our daughter and my husband did not know any better. I promise to force him to study more with me when we get back for him to learn his place in the presence of those such as yourself. However, what did you mean with those comments about my husband, if you do not mind my inquiry, and will it truly be impossible to get my daughter back?" As she finished that last question her eyes teared up, and I honestly felt compassion for her. But for the future I want, I really cannot allow them to keep Aldrif. Fine I will explain to her, after all she is very similar to the Ancient One and if I showed her the future, and how I plan to make everything better for Asgard she will definitely join my plans, her husband not so much, so I will just leave him in the darkness while I speak to Frigga. Let's just make a sound barrier I do not want to listen to his screams anymore.

After I finished making the barrier I shrunk in size and took a human form, after which I walked up to Frigga, and spoke. "I will show you, now do not resist." With a soft nod she seemed to relax a little and allowed me to touch her forehead with my finger. 

Frigga POV: 

I could see everything about my husband, different timelines, even what would have been without this Abstract's direct interference. I could not believe my eyes, was I actually married off to a monster? The Abstract showed me how my husband was played with by the Norns repeatedly, subtly manipulating him to bring forth this artificial Ragnarok. How he was being toyed with by Those Who Sit Above in Shadow, making me understand what the Abstract meant when he said, a rechargeable snack for edgy shut-ins, especially when he showed me a time where Loki was the last surviving member of our pantheon and saved us all by taking the essence of every asgardian, making Those Who Sit Above in Shadow flee from him, and starting over somewhere else.

I cannot believe Odin had so many affairs, at least one of our adoptive sons saved us all. I will have to shower Loki in all the love and attention I can muster when we find him in the future, and my poor Hela. Odin, being a hypocrite raised a weapon and then left her in solitude, is he a half-wit, who am I kidding he definitely is. The Abstract also showed me how Thor will be the son of two mothers neither of which will be me, but I will raise him. How Heimdall will be born from NINE MOTHERS, by Yggdrasil, if he were not so important for the future of Asgard I would hunt them down myself. Now I understand why he has not stopped torturing my husband, hopefully he gets some emotional scar from this experience I can use as leverage. Then he showed me what he envisioned for this version of our pantheon, and it was beautiful. We will have challenges, setbacks, and pain of loss, but those are needed for growth, I have come to learn as a queen and very recently Odin ended a war in a few hours because of them. Best of all in the end, my family will be together forevermore. Now I understand why he cannot give us Aldrif, but at least we will be together in the future. I must still ask though.

"Thank you for showing me the truth, I will work hard to make your vision of Asgard come true, but is it possible for me to visit my daughter every once in a while?"

The Abstract seemed to be pondering seriously for a few seconds, before finally relenting, "Sure that can be worked out, heck I would not have any problem with you raising her yourself, Hela will not be conceived in a long time anyway, so you have the time. It will also be torturous for Odin himself. Imagine cursing him with impotence whenever you leave Asgard, He would physically be unable to cheat, and since he will not be making Heimdall or anyone else for at least a thousand more years, you will not have to worry about changing the timeline, and it will be fun to watch a thousand year dry spell, blue balled, Odin." It started to snicker with a smug grin that I felt was on my own face as well.

I smile softly while thinking. 'I feel like this is the start of a very good friendship.'

The Abstract stopped snickering and spoke up once more, "My name is Spectre Ouroboros the new and improved Oblivion, it is nice to make your acquaintance Freyja Freyrdottir, I do apologize in advance, as it seems it will be impossible for you to become the Goddess of the Hunt in this universe, as Aldrif already awakened that divinity, meaning you could become a lesser goddess of the Hunt instead of the main one."

Smiling at my sleeping daughter I reply, "That is no problem at all, and in that future apparently I broke up with Odin which led to me reinventing myself into a Goddess of the Hunt. Now that I think about it, I will start working on the divinity with my daughter, it might come in handy earlier than expected, HUMPH." 

Spectre seemed to be happy with my comment and opened his mouth to speak once more. "Alright I will be cashing in that favor with Death already, after all I do not really have anyone that I want returned, and I can have the Vishanti make it so the ones I want alive stay alive. So, asking her to allow Aldrif to be raised and trained in the realm of the Dead where all the best trainers, fighters, teachers, etc. to ever live reside while allowing her mother to be with her should not be a problem, at worst I can owe a favor to Death myself. However, you will need my blessing to survive there so let's get this over with."

I was taken aback by that comment, before feeling a connection to him, I felt my mind and soul transform into something unassailable, and gain infinite energy from this very space we are in.

Then Spectre spoke. "I gave you a blessing similar to my champion, but minus a few important things, and the ability to manipulate reality through my Mirror Dimension, but beside that, technically you got even more out of this deal than the Vishanti. I mean I cannot have the mother of my Champion perish in the realm of the dead because she could not withstand it."

My eyes widened considerably; all this power was still being limited?! I felt omnipotent already and he is saying my baby daughter has even more power?! No wonder he chose to train her in the realm of the dead, anywhere else would not be able to withstand her growth and powers. I gulped loudly imagining the powerful being my daughter could grow into. I immediately bowed "Thank you for your generosity."

"No problem, ready to go?" He answered, before a black portal appeared beside us.

"What about my husband?" I asked, as he was still in unheard-of agony.

"Meh, let him suffer, it will teach him to put down his pride, and be a better parent." He said to which I nodded in understanding. Before he walked in with my daughter in his arms. I followed quickly not wanting to be left behind.