Being born

After having to much to drink at my friends birthday party I decided that it would be a good time for me to turn in. So walking outside of his two story building I'm met with the Uber I called for a hour beforehand, running from the front garden to the Uber in a light jog I attempt jump over the fence instead of going through the gate. But as I'm about to jump I roll on my left ankle and start to fall forward, now looking downwards I can see a metal bar sticking upwards from the fence coming closer and closer to my face, not giving my time to move it immediately penetrated my forehead and killed me instantly.

Freaked out completely that I was just impaled through the head I instinctively let out a scream but what freaked me out even more so was the fact that instead of a 19 year old scream coming out of my mouth a high pitch Whale leaves my lungs. Startled by the noise I stop screaming and try to look around, and although I've had my fair share of surprises through out my life I was still your ordinary guy apart from my lack of family due to me being a orphan. But looking around I'm utterly shocked, the ceilings reach high into the air and the walls go far and wide almost like I'm in a very big Throne room. Upon deeper inspection I can see that parts of the room are in rubble and portions of the wall are collapsed.

Taking a minute to try stand I use my entire strength to lean my body up but nothing happens, weirded out by the lack of movement I bring my hand up to me face but am yet again dumbfounded due to the tiny blue hand that is infront of me.

Having been inspecting my body for the last five minutes it appears that I've been reborn as some tiny blue baby on a small stone altar looking thing, not understanding what's going on I notice movement in the direction of my feet at the entrance of this huge building, as the huge double doors open what greets me is a soldier clad in huge armour made of full iron and a helmet with huge horns that bend back over his head.

Looking closer at this man as he walks towards me I can see that he looks quite old with his grey short beard and his grey hair, inspecting his long red cape that goes down his back I come to a sudden realisation, this man looks exactly like Odin from the marvel series. Like THE Odin ruler of Asgard father of Thor and Loki.

Throwing them thoughts to the back of my mind I look at the man who is now holding my in his arms and can see that he's contemplating something, I'm assuming wether to take me with him or not. Further thinking about the situation it suddenly dawns on my that Ive most likely been reborn as Loki.

As if to clarify my realisation Odin speaks.

"You will be called Loki odinson"

Now understanding that im definitely Loki I try and remember as much of him as I can. What I know is that he was very jealous of Thor and didn't trust anyone other than frigga his mother, even more so after he found out about him being the son of the king of frost giants.

I understand that Loki well now me had been left here due to the king not liking how small I am for a frost giant. And he felt disgusted about having a son as small as Me.

In the movies Odin took me in hoping to have peace between the frost giants and Asgardians.

Knowing all this might help me in the future but still comes down to what I do with my life, and I definitely don't want to follow in the original Loki's footsteps.

After being changed from a blue baby into a regular looking one with the mystic powers of Odin he took me to Asgard having finished the war that brought him here already.

(Asgard)

After arriving back on Asgard i was utterly shocked, seeing the huge golden city in the movies is nothing like seeing it in real life with golden towers going into the sky like a huge glimmering mountain.

After ordering guards to do there thing odin brought me into a room made of gold with emerald coloured marble In tidbits of the room. Laying me into a emerald coloured crib he talks proudly as if announcing to the gods.

"YOUR NAME WILL BE LOKI SON OF ODIN"

After that grand ordeal another person enters the room but this time a women, looking intently at her I can only marvel in her motherly beauty as she strides over to us with elegance, stopping above my crib she gives a warm smile towards me.

" hello Loki I'm frigga your new mother" she says in a way people talk to baby's.

Smiling up at her I try to grab her silky hair that screams to me to touch it, but as I was about to grasp the treasure my new mother moves away and giggles.

"Looks like he likes me darling"frigga says in joy

" indeed" Odin said with a smile.

As the two were about to leave to give there new baby some time to rest another person ran into the room, but this time she was small and didn't come in with elegance but rather a excited child like manner.

" father and second mother, can I see him please, please" she begs

"Go on then but be gentle he's only a baby"says frigga with a stern look.

After having a go ahead the girl runs up to the crib and leans over the baby looking into his green eyes.

" hello baby brother, my name is hella and I'm 5" she says with a childish giggle

As she mentions who she is my head starts spinning, hella? That's not right. How can that be she is supposed to be locked up at this point. Trying to wrap my head around the situation I come to the conclusion that I will just have to wait to gain more knowledge of what's happening.

After 1 year passed I've come to the conclusion that I love it here, a few months after arriving at Asgard I could already walk and run, I'm pretty sure it was due to my ice giant physic that aloud me to look like a toddler while only being a few months old, anyway now that I'm 1 I watched a few battles in the gladiator looking arena and from what I saw I can't wait to try it out.

At first I was a bit scared to be born into this universe where people fight all the time and kill to survive but looking at the battles that take place here I'm already buzzing to try it out, in my previous life I was anything but a fighter I usually just stayed in my house and go to work when needed other than that a few odd party's here and there i was completely average. But after witnessing these fights it just gets my blood pumping with excitement, me and my new sister hella always go down to the arenas and sit in the VIP areas and watch the asgardian worriers duel it out.

I have also discovered that Thor hasn't been born yet so I can only guess that for some strange reason I've been placed into the time period of hella instead of Thor. Not that I care for that anymore.

Another thing that truly fascinates me is my mothers use of sorcery, she although not hella's real mother who died on the battle field, still loves hella very much and teaches her the art of magic. I always sit and watch them practise and listen intensely when my mother goes through the theories.

After enjoying another couple of years with my loving mother and sister while my stern father is always fighting wars I started to practise magic and learn the ways to become a magic warrior as my mum likes to call herself.

Although only three and I have only been learning magic for a couple of weeks I think by the look of proudness on my mothers face with how fast I picked up the arts I'm fairly good in the arts of battle magic. Because of my little stature I wasn't able to fight equally with my older sister but while we were sparing I was able to get a couple hits in with my speed.

With thin blunt metal blade in my left hand I stare down my sister who has two blunt blade in here hands, after circling each other for a few seconds I break of into a sprint towards the front of my enemy throwing the blade towards my sisters chest and distracting her for a split second giving me enough time to materialise another blade into my right hand and slide under my sisters legs to immediately jump on her back with the blade resting on her throat.

"Brother, you materialised blades in battle! I'm so proud of you, I can't believe you managed to catch me of guard like that. Although our score is still 56 to me and 12 to you ahahaha" laughs hella proud of me for learning to materialise blades in battle

"Ahaha I will catch up to you eventually sis don't you worry"although disappointed with the distant between are skill set I still have to look at the bigger picture and understand that I'm only three while she is 8 so she's been learning to fight a lot longer than me.

Heading back down the huge golden corridors I run to my emerald coloured room and jump into my new king sized bed with green sheets and curtains surrounding it ready to sleep after the couple hours sparing with my sister and only winning that last one with my surprise of being able to materialise the weapons. resting my head on the pillow with determination to become stronger I fall into a deep sleep.

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Hope you liked the first chapter :)