Should have listened to

Next morning on the hill Fenrir glared at Odin and Tyr seeing the giant figure walk up to him and draw its sword not taking his eyes off of him, “We meet again Zantano, it’s a shame I didn’t finish you off when you were a babe but poor Persephone... she wouldn’t have lasted seeing your dead body!” Zantano laughed before drawing his sword spoke, “Should have killed me, would have saved you all the trouble but now it’s my turn!” he laughed before stating, “You won’t kill me, Odin has made an oath to my father not to harm him or his children!” Zantano nodded before lining his strike up stated, “Yes but I don’t apply to that rule. Odin promised not to kill you by his hand... not mine!” the wolf growled lunging forward and with an sharp clang of metal the head simply rolled off as the body fell to the floor, “Did you really have to?” Tyr asked petting the dead wolf and nodding Zantano replied, “Like Gram if he lived, people would die!” he nodded before hearing a bellow from the foreign tone the group’s heads shot back to see the eyes of betrayal from Loki who cried, “My son! My Fenrir, why? Odin you promised!” Odin nodded before trying to explain it, “I didn’t want this Loki, Zantano...” “Zantano said what?! You made an promise to me!” he glared at Zantano who throwing his knife as Loki was met by Tyr knocking his hand making him miss and sprinting off Zantano yelled punching Tyr, “What the fuck are you doing? He is the enemy!” “He is still our family!” Tyr replied and growing at Odin Zantano barked, “And what next? You will defeat him when he breaks the oath first? It doesn’t work like that!” Odin nodded before explaining, “If you get a chance then a clean kill is preferable! But please bring him back in chains!” “Where will he go?” Tyr asked and looking to the giant gates Odin spoke, “To his wife in Jotunheim!” Zantano groaned before looking at the others snapped, “I’ll take care of him myself and the ice fucking giants whilst I’m at it! The rest of you do something useful... anything I should know?” “His wife will try and kill you giving the chance!” Zantano smirked before winking at Freyja spoke, “My type of woman!”

“Why aren’t you listening to him?” Freyja yelled glaring at the others and calmly looking at her Odin spoke, “I won’t kill Loki unless I have to and from what I have read it matters very little if we can’t stop the world from collapsing in on itself!” “Zantano thinks he knows the source of it and has a few ideas to access it... turns out like Gram being killed by Senua that we have some luck with that... you should have listened to him!” “He is nothing more than a smarter Thor, blood crazed!” Tyr replied and smirking Freyja spoke, “Jealous because he is more successful than you?” “Freyja, let’s not start this all over again!” Tyr spoke before continuing, “I know of your thoughts to him so won’t poke at the subject but he would sacrifice the many to save the few and he wouldn’t give you the chance if you were written in the fates to do wrong, you would want a chance; why should we deny Loki that chance?” “Tyr, she wouldn’t mind being chased by Zantano and then being chained by him, it’s probably one of her kinks” Thor teased and being met by an slap from Freyja she yelled, “Don’t you dare say that about me, I’m still your queen; so respect it!” Odin nodded to his son who backing off seeing Zantano return with an axe glowing in his hand spoke, “I’m not leaving until I am sure that you can defend yourself so... Freyja, accept this as an gift from the south!” “She may have failed to mention this... but she isn’t the fighting type of person...” Thor mocked and taking it in her hand watched seeing the blade light up and cause her hand to begin to glow in the similar patterns and smiling felt the easiness to lift and swing, “How?” “Just some southern technology, come let me show you it’s power!”

“Better!” Zantano barked seeing her pull off an finisher and grabbing his his training axe he began to show her the next movement, one she wasn’t paying attention to. She stood there watching Zantano’s body sway, his butt firm and staring at it until she heard, “Ready?” “Errr... again, can you show me again!” “Never mind, you won’t need it!” “No, I would like to learn it, every little helps!” he nodded and showing it again looked back seeing her grin as he performed it and Odin looking down over the scene simply smirked seeing his equal blush almost like a young child would seeing a young teen meeting her crush and then watched as she grew upset as he bid her farewell and looking up at him Freyja hurriedly looked away and walked off to return the gift to Zantano, something she knew would help.