1 That silver tongued son of a bastard

I flew through the window of the bar with the sound of shattering Glass and the roaring of a very pissed of man And landed with a thud. I groaned and rolled to my feet shaking the glass fragments out of my black hair and thought

(note to self Dont piss of a berserker) the pissed of berserker in question leapt through the shattered window his massive battle axe in his hand. I sneered and gestured for him to attack needing no further encouragement he charged. My sneer grew larger and I strode forward calmly while the berserkers palls tried to get him to calm down this was a common practice for the berserkers though and they knew he wouldn't listen so instead the tried to warn him about who trained me ( Thor tyre and Loki as well as my brother Fenrir) and as it was I didn't even need my weapon. Two hand axes He swung at my head and I leaned back slightly feeling a breeze as the blade missed me then I charged forward as soon as the berserker was on his back foot hitting him low and lifting him up with a growl using a move that Are's thought me I spun using his momentum and mine to drop I'm hard on his back then I grabbed the berserkers own axe spun and chopped off his head with a thud and a spurt of blood. I then placed it back into his hand as a sign of respect. I then stood and cracked my neck and began to walk away when my phone began to ring. I check the cracked screen and saw my sister name on the phone. I answered and said

Hey sis what's up. My sister Hel Replied saying

Hey kiddo what are you up to I grinned replying

Oh just killing a few of grandpa's chosen you? She chuckled and said same old same old you want to visit I'm board I nodded and said

sure why not cool she said see you in a bit and hung up the phone. I put the phone back into my pocket took three step forward and disappeared in a mote of green light.