Bear Thomas sleeping on you

When you wake up, you find a massive polar bear sleeping on you. Which at least meant you were warm when you woke up, but would also have made it hard to get up if you were a normal person. Pushing Thomas off of you was pretty easy, for you. He was a deep sleeper normally and seemed to be even more so as a bear. Getting dressed, you waited for him to wake up. Thinking you knew that your island was pretty far north and had extremely cold winters, but it was the southern island of your country. The northern one would work better for a polar bear reserve or a cold animal reserve in general. All these things ran through your mind. You would have to recruit more Half Bloods from your own pantheon, preferably after you weakened the Vatican some. It was then you felt a massive **** toll coming from the direction of Paragon city. That you felt it really meant something. Either the **** toll was close to hundred of thousand of people (unlikely) or your own powers had increased a great deal. In either case, it wasn't your concern as of yet. If you decided to invade the city, you now at least had a usable army to weaken the city's defenses first. Looking over, you saw Bear Thomas watching you with one eye.

"What are you thinking about?", he growled in the bear tongue, which you understood. Yay for new powers that make things some what easier.

"Our next move. Do you know where Balder's bastard went?" He had a thoughtful look on his face which, if you've ever seen a bear think, was pretty adorable.

"I think he's in town somewhere." Thomas got off the bed and put his head in your lap. You needed the other half blood to bend the knee to you and see you as his Jarl. Standing up and throwing a shirt on, you start to head to town. If the boy didn't bow, you'd make him submit by ****. Stepping out of the Hospital, you headed for the center of town with Thomas by your side. The people all looked at you with some awe and fear in their eyes. A son of Hel with a large Polar bear at his side would be a fearsome sight, you assumed. Sniffing the air, you found the other demigod's scent.

You found him in the middle of town, playing the guitar and singing. It was a catchy song and his voice was enjoyable. It was even more amusing seeing some of the Shield-men and women flushed and watching him. He was deadly beautiful, with light and hope in every movement. His eyes seemed to be golden like his hair. You could understand why Hel would have fallen in love with Balder. If his son was this beautiful than his father must be more so. Which explained Krampus's and Nicolas's mixed nature as well. Still. you let him finish his song. (Song would be Strut by Adam Lambert)

"Nice performance." You stepped up to greet him and he gave you a disgusted look before covering it up with a nice charming face. He didn't cover it fast enough though. Still, you played the good host. "I've come to see how your doing." Putting on your most charming smile you watched as all the woman melted, he wasn't the only beautiful one here.

"I gotta say, it's a nice place. Little small, though, for my taste. Though the forest girls seem to like it. Granted, they're just plant people." It irritated you that he disrespected them so casually. Didn't he understand they were gods of nature! That's when you figured it out. Sure your mother was a cold-hearted bitch who you weren't sure loved you or not but she taught you the point of respecting all beings of the Aesir (even if she belittled them at times). Skogsra might be low on the totem poll, but they deserved respect as well.

"You mean the Skogsra. They are minor gods, you know. Didn't your father teach you anything?" You said all this with indifference, watching the look of annoyance on his face.

"Look, just name your price corpse boy." Apparently, you would have to teach him a lesson. He would bend a knee or lose a knee. You are Jarl here and he would learn to respect his betters.

"For you to bend your knee." Rage showed on his face, his body taking on a golden aura. You flashed your power as well, a white aura coming from you while the civilians stood by watching knowing something might go down.