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"You know that feeling when you think you know someone, but then you discover they have a side you never imagined? Like, Hela from Marvel is just like that, a whole package of surprises! You're there, watching her unleashing those dark powers, horns on her head like she's just chilling. But hold up, did you know she's like a hat collector? Seriously, it's like each horn is a trophy from someone she faced and, well, didn't exactly come out on top. It's as if each horn tells a story of dark battles and epic clashes. Now, you can't deny that Hela has her own special way of leaving her mark, right? Makes you think how our own 'collections' say more about us than we'd imagine. 🦌💀
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(A/N: Hela's POV and Third Person from the Author)
Hela was amazed by her newfound ability to manipulate both death and life. She felt like a whole new realm of possibilities was opening up before her eyes.
"Man, this is so cool!" Hela thought. "Now I can balance things out, bringing back what was lost!"
Brunnhilde was equally captivated by Hela's immense power. It was both fascinating and a little scary to witness how she could drain life from things in an instant, then restore it with a simple touch.
"Wow, Hela, you're really something else!" exclaimed Brunnhilde. "Your power is freaky scary, but also strangely hopeful. It's like that whole light and darkness thing, you know? Death and life dancing side by side."
Hela grinned at her friend and mentor's comment. This newfound balance felt like a dance, flowing and alternating in perfect harmony.
"Well, Your Grace, forgive my previous lack of composure. I believe it's time to find His Majesty and His Queen Mother. She told you she would teach you more magic; hopefully, she can assist you with some kind of spell. After all, if you transfer your divinity to another person, you might end up hurting someone or, worse, causing death. So, if you can learn some sort of conjuration, it might help you focus. Anyway, I think it's time for our shared meal," Brunnhilde said, indicating a path for Hela to walk.
Hela, still marveling at the plant and the magic she had conjured, wanted to show it to her mother. She thought, ["Perhaps she'll have insights into how I could use this both offensively and defensively. I know I can conjure Necrosword blades, imbuing the sword with death energy. Each strike infused with the concept of death, but that's too basic. Hopefully, Mother has some ideas."]
"Alright, I believe I need to find our Majesty, my father, and also the Queen, my mother. Plus, I'm getting tired after all the training. I'm hungry." Hela returned to her neutral expression, a glint in those once broken eyes.
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"Princess Hela, at your service, All-Father. All-Mother," Hela said, giving a slight bow as she entered the room where her parents awaited her for a meal.
"Please, you can sit and share this meal with us, my daughter," All-Father said, his imposing figure radiating authority and presence over the room.
"I believe my wife mentioned you had made progress in your divinity?" Odin asked as he picked up a mead mug right at lunchtime.
"Yes, I had another breakthrough with my power during training," Hela moved to sit in a chair. It was then she took out a wilted plant, showing it to All-Father and All-Mother.
Odin and Frigga looked with interest at the wilted plant in Hela's hands.
"What happened here, my daughter?" Frigga asked gently.
"I discovered that I can not only take life but also restore it," Hela explained. "I managed to make this plant wither with my touch, draining its life energy. But then, I concentrated my energy differently and restored its vitality and vigor."
Odin raised his eyebrows, genuinely impressed. "Incredible! It seems your powers are expanding beyond what we imagined."
"Yes, it's a unique ability I'm still learning to control," Hela said. "But I feel like it opens up many possibilities for me. I can balance death and life, protecting Asgard in both ways."
Frigga smiled proudly. "You're embarking on a path of fascinating discoveries, Hela. But remember, balance is crucial. As dangerous as taking lives is, restoring immortality without restraint can be just as harmful."
Hela nodded, taking in Frigga's wise counsel. Odin also seemed thoughtful.
"We should perhaps train her in healing and revitalizing spells," he suggested. "That way, she can use her gifts for the greater good of Asgard, avoiding the abuse of this power."
"Excellent idea, my love," Frigga agreed. "After lunch, we can start practicing some healing magic. I'll also continue with the teachings of spellcraft, as I'm a master in mystical arts."
Hela felt a wave of gratitude toward her parents. With their guidance and proper training, she would master this delicate balance of giving and taking lives. Her future as a benevolent guardian of Asgard had never looked more promising.
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After they had eaten, Odin had to excuse himself to meet with his war generals. Apparently, after Hela's birth, the progress in conquering the realms had slowed down. Odin was preparing after the dwarves from Nidavellir brought the "war tribute" - (Weapons). So only Hela and her mother were left in the room. Both were having a cup of tea that would make the elder who had not yet been born twist with anger. (A/N: When I write Dwarves in Word, it tries to correct it to the word person with dwarfism. I had to turn off the corrector. Hahaha.)
"Hela, where do you think I come from?" Frigga asked, a sly smile on her lips.
"Vanaheim, the mother and princess of Vanaheim. A Vanir just like I am, right? Even though my father is Odin, and he's sort of half ice giant and half Aesir." Hela said, who knew about Odin's mother since with her ability, it was easy to deduce who Odin's mother was in this universe.
Frigga felt surprised to see that her daughter knew even the ancestry of her husband. After all, it was not supposed to become a popular fact about her mother. If she had to change her name to look more Aezir, imagine Bestla, an Ice Giant. Not showing it on her face, Frigga replied.
"That's right, Vanaheim. Although we may be more physically like the Aesir, after all. We originate from the same people, only we followed different paths of improvement. The Aesir gained their Divinity and strength for combat, or they trained more physically and awakened this power over time. Just as the Vanir focused on magical knowledge and occultism, as we were known as the 'Wise Gods of the Past'." She continued to explain to her daughter Frigga.
"So from now on, I will teach you this knowledge." Frigga said, with a
proud smile.
Young Princess Hela found herself quite fascinated by the conversation about her origins and arcane abilities. She had already realized that her nature was quite unique, for sure. Her talents went beyond the physical strength of the Aesir warriors.
"By my faith, My Lady Mother! I am eager to explore these mystical arts!" Hela exclaimed with enthusiasm. "Training in combat alone tires me. I want to expand my knowledge of the arcane now!"
Queen Frigga smiled, pleased to see her daughter's fervor. She knew that Hela possessed a natural inclination for these spiritual and esoteric abilities.
"Excellent, my dear! I will teach you various rituals and ancestral spells that we used in Vanaheim. Without a doubt, you will become a great sorceress!" Frigga explained.
The two of them then spent long hours studying scrolls filled with arcane symbols and runes. Hela learned charms for healing, invigorating, summoning elements, and teleportation. She was utterly captivated!
"With such powers, I can protect Asgard in an entirely new way!" Hela thought, imagining the possibilities. (A/N: Little did Hela know that she wasn't considered mature enough to fight.)
And so, mother and daughter combined their complementary talents, merging physical combat with subtle magic. Hela was on the path to becoming a well-rounded warrior, wisely using her diverse gifts for the greater good of the realm.
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Author's note:
Well, folks decide to post around 1k words again. why 2.5k - 4k was not working, chapters will be 800 - 1.8k words. Okay?
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