The Start of a Rebellion

697 B.C - Asgard: Bifrost Gate

Asera and Heimdall eyed eachother, neither making the first move. The goddess gripped Gáe Luvi in her hands, ready to strike the moment Heimdall decided to attack.

Sadly, Asera knew she would have to attack first, after all, any moment now, an army would be running down the Bifrost to capture her.

Asera rushed to Heimdall, trying to end it quickly, piercing the gatekeep in his thigh. Heimdall winced in pain, not losing any time, he struck her with Hofund, only for it to be parried by Gáe Luvi.

Using his free hand, Heimdall gripped Gáe Luvi, causing Asera to stumble and the man stabbed her in the shoulder.

The two combatants continued to fight, albeit both with less skill than they had before. Every moment, Heimdall would wince as his wound continued to hurt him, and Asera could wield her spear properly with both arms.

The goddess tried to heal it with her rune, but every attempt at doing so was stopped by Heimdall of Hofund.

As the two continued to clash, Asera kept glancing towards the Rainbow Bridge. She soon saw that a small army was rushing towards the gateway.

Asera jumped back from her and Heimdall's clash, casting invisibility on herself, while sending an illusion of herself at Heimdall to continue fighting him.

She knew this trick wouldn't last long so she had to act quickly. She quickly cast her time rune on her shoulder, healing herself while she silently rushed behind Heimdall, just as he realized he was fighting an illusion.

Gáe Luvi pierced Heimdall's stomache from behind. The white spear dropping the dying gatekeeper on the ground.

"Sorry Heimdall, but the army is almost here. For what it's worth, I enjoyed fighting you." Asera said, drawing two runes on his body. One was for delay and the other was to heal the man. She made it so he would be healed back to full health, but only when he was already five feet into the grave. She didn't want him to die, but she couldn't let him ruin her Rebellion.

Asera swung her spear, all the blood falling off before she left the observatory, eying the army that was still rushing across the bridge.

"They really should shorten this thing. It's gonna take forever to get across." Asera said, annoyed at having to walk the entire way. "Then again, that's probably the point."

Asera observed the army, getting ready to cast a spell that she had learned from Circe. She started to conduct her magical energy through her spear, muttering the spell. 'Αερο'

Then, a torrent of wind appeared, ripping a tenth of the army to shreds, blood, body parts, and armaments scattering to the water below.

The army stopped, beginning to form in a defensive formation, fear behind each soldier's eyes.

Sighing slightly, she starting walking towards the army. She didn't want to use any more magic against these people, she wanted to save it for her fight with Odin, as she felt that if she was any less than in top shape, she would probably lose to the man.

Asera began to rush into the army, killing as many of the soldiers as she could in little time. Before any of the soldiers could react, 10 of them had already been killed.

Asera began to fight her way through the army of Asgard, looking like a white dancer, raining death upon her audience.

Upon making her way through the army, half of it still remained, but they were now all behind her. She quickly cracked the Rainbow Bridge with Gáe Luvi and muttered 'Trofas,' teleporting to the end of the Rainbow Bridge, and officially entering Asgard.

During the massa-fight, Asera had already regenerated her magical energy, so she began her walked to the palace, not finding any opposition on the way.

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697 B.C - Asgard: Palace Entrance

Asera walked to the entrance to her old home, having yet to find anymore opposition.

She was somewhat surprised, she had though Odin would send everyone he could at her before he let her inside the palace.

Luckily though, it seemed he wanted to spare as much of his army as he thought possible. So, the goddess walked through the palace, finding it just as empty as the rest of Asgard had seemed.

Asera walked into the throne room, finding her father there, in full armor, Gungnir at his side. As she entered, Asera felt her magic stop working. Asera should have expected that Odin would make it so she couldn't do something like that.

"Father, nice to see you one last time." Asera said, brandishing her spear, reading to attack Odin. "Sadly though, Figga won't get to say goodbye."

Odin stood from his throne, walking down ready to face Asera. "I didn't have to end this way Asera."

"You're right father, it didn't. If only you had done things differently. Then maybe, you wouldn't be about to die.

Odin sighed, knowing there was no talking his daughter out of what she was about to do. The king brandished Gungnir, ready to strike Asera when she made a move. The man was confident he could win this fight without killing his daughter. The man felt that she should be imprisoned for all she has done to Asgard, killing her would be letting her off to much.

"Don't worry about Frigga father, when I'm done with you, she can go back to the witches that raised her." Asera said, venom in her voice, as it often was when she thought of her mother's replacement.

Then, the young Asgardian rushed at her father, ready to end him once and for all.