Finding a new home (Thor)

[sif]

Sif sat in her house alone ever since the attack she hadn’t been able to sleep much due to the nightmares. She tired everything but nothing seemed to help maybe she should talk to Thor that always helped. But then she remembered he was on Midgard sent there by Odin himself. She didn’t even have to think about it and got up to pack a few things for the trip. While she was packing she began to think of ways to get passed her brother Heimdall she didn’t want him to know and tell the others or for him to try and stop her.

Finishing her packing she left her house and headed for the stables none of the horses were fast enough to get passed him except for Sleipnir he’s more then fast enough. Making her way inside she headed for stall that the eight legged horse called home. Opening the gate she walked in and began getting the horse ready for the trip but stopped when she heard someone coming. Stopping what she was doing to took her sword and hid waiting to see who it was. It turned out to be Brunnhilde coming to see who it was that was in the stables. She waited until the blonde passed her by before coming out of hiding and running the woman through from behind “I don’t need anyone knowing what I’m doing.” She told the woman before pulling the sword out she then bent down and took the Brunnhilde’s sword Dragonfang “You should have been mine to begin with.”

Heading back into the stall she placed her new sword into the scabbard that was on the saddle before getting on. She thought about going to Midgard but decided against it she had never liked the place to begin with. So she decided to head to Svartalfheim for the time being. She turned Sleipnir towards the area of Asgard that held the portal and raced off towards it leaving behind Brunnhilde's body for someone to find either alive or dead it didn't matter to her.

[deathscythe]

Thor had been seeking adventure and excitement when he found exactly that, a group of trolls managed to get the drop on the Thunder God and had engaged him in combat. Thor held his famed Mjolnir high above his head; he swung downward with enough force to split stone in two. The greenish-skinned brute fell to the snow covered soil with a loud grunt. "Thou dares to strike the son of Odin!"

Thor's mind began to wander as he continued killing trolls; they were of no real threat to him anyway. He was a god after all, and the hardiest the Asgardians had to offer. He thrust his hammer in the direction of the last group of attackers and the heavens seemed to cry out in response, sending a large wave of lightning and cutting them down where they stood. The fight had been much too easy, but then there were few who could really give Thor a good workout these days.

The Norse god turned and began traveling back to his father's hall when he noticed a familiar face. Thor did a double take when his beloved Sif rode by with Sleipnir. It cannot be..., he pondered, but there was no mistaking the eight legged horse, it was indeed his father's faithful steed. "Halt," Thor called over to her, "my lady, what is the meaning of this? Why doth thou sit upon Odin's horse?"

[sif]

Sif didn’t stop but she did slow down some so she could talk to Thor of all the people she had to run into it had to be him. “Odin has sent me on a quest that I have been sworn to secrecy.” she lied she wasn’t stupid she didn’t want to deal with Thor right now so she hoped he had bought it. But if not she would have to come up with something else she didn’t want to have to hurt him she did still love him some what at lest.

“I thought you were on Midgard sent there by your father?” change of subject that always worked well hopefully will work this time around. She stared up at Thor watching him watch her. It was a bit annoying that he couldn’t land and talk to her like a normal person then again she just might not listen and take off leaving him there with a stupid look on his face.

Bringing the mighty horse to a stop Sif dismounted grabbing her bag she began to change into clothing more suitable to the cold right there in front of Thor but stopped for a moment. “Do you mind turning around.” she said it wasn’t like he hadn’t seen her naked before and the trolls were to far away and most likely out of it or dead so she didn’t have to worry about them seeing her.

[deathscythe]

Thor considered her words. It was not unusual for Odin to send someone on a secret quest; still, the Thunder God's thoughts kept going back to Sleipnir. What was Sif doing riding his father's horse? No one but Odin himself rode that horse, even Thor never had that honor, and he was one of his more favored sons. "Aye, I already finished that task. I was on my way to Odin's hall to make my report, when I ran into these fiends," Thor motioned to the lifeless forms half buried in the snow.

For the first time Thor realized he was still floating through the air, he decided it would probably be better to address her face to face and landed in the snow beside Sleipnir. He watched Sif dismount and begin rummaging through her knapsack. Thor's eyes wandered over her vibrant form, he did not attempt to hide his gaze, besides she was facing away from him at this point. Almost as if reading his thoughts, Sif began to disrobe and turned her head back to ask him to turn away.

"Err... Aye," Thor stammered, and turned around as she wished. He was a bit taken back, this was hardly the place to change, they were standing in the middle of a frozen tundra, still he didn't want to disrespect her wishes.

[sif]

“It’s good to see that your back my lord, while you were gone myself and the worriers three went on a hunting trip on the first night after I cleaned myself in the river near by I was attacked by Fenris. I don’t remember much other then the claws, teeth and the pain the next thing I knew I was in my own bed.” She had decided to in from Thor as to what happened maybe he would kill Fenris once and for all instead of letting the best live.

Normally she wouldn’t have done this here but she was stuck here talking to Thor and she was freezing. When she was on Sleipnir he had been moving fast enough she didn’t have to worry about it much. Once she was finished and repacked her other clothing she pulled out a knife and made her way over to where the thunder god was standing trying not to make a sound as she went to stab him in the back. She did still love him but that didn’t mean she would get rid of him so she could move on with her trip before Odin found out and came after her.

[deathscythe]

Thor listened as Sif recounted her meeting with Fenris the Wolf. The son of Loki had long since been a thorn in the Thunderer's side as well, not much of a threat, more a petty annoyance. This attack against Sif angered the Thunder God, but not nearly as much as what happened next. Before Thor realized what was happening he felt a blade thrust into his back, even more startling was the source of the attack. The son of Odin could not believe his eyes, it WAS Sif. She had attacked him... Why???

"Thou dares attack the Odinson! What ails you woman? Speak quickly," Thor, growled spinning around to face her. If it had been anyone else, standing in front of him Thor would have struck them down where they stood. He was unable to bring himself to strike Sif despite this betrayal; he still had feelings for her, although this definitely required an explanation on her part. The Thunder God owed Sif enough to listen to what she had to say.

[sif]

Sif just shrugged she really didn’t know why she was had did it or why she had did the other things she had done. “I don’t know why I just know that I like it.” she said as she drew her sword as well as dragon fang it was still covered in Brunnhilde’s blood from earlier in the day. If she was going to deal with Thor she would need both swords.

“I’m not about to let you stop me either.” she swung one of the swords at his head while she brought the other one down to slash across his chest. She was going to have to think of a way to deal with him as long as he had Mjolnir she might have a hard time dealing with him. If all else fails she could escape on Sleipnir she doubted Thor would be able to keep up with the horse.

[deathscythe]

Thor barely had time to react, he quickly shifted his weight backward, one of the blades just missed his throat by centimeters. The second blade lightly grazed his chest, not enough to hurt him, but it did slow the god down. The glare from the sword's hand guard caught his eye. Thor recognized that blade, it was Dragonfang, last he knew Brunnhilde was supposed to have held that blade. What was Sif doing wielding the weapon?

More importantly, what was Sif doing attacking him? This was not like her at all. Thor and Sif had had their differences in the past to be sure, but this wasn't normal behavior. "Tis my brother isn't it? This trickery has Loki's foul stink all over it!" Loki had long since been jealous of Thor for Sif's affections, and this sounded like something he would do. In his mind, If Loki couldn't have her, then no one would, and surely not his stepfather's favored son. It was well known that Odin held Thor in high esteem and that just made Loki's jealousy for the Thunder God even stronger.

"What hath that vile devil Loki done to thee?" If she really was ensorcelled Thor didn't expect a response, still he had to ask.

"I would rather not fight thee if I can help it, but I will defend myself if I must!" Thor raised Mjolnir and took a defensive posture, preparing for a worst-case scenario. His eyes were locked on Sif and ready for the slightest movement.

[sif]

“It was Loki who healed me and kept me from venturing to Valhalla when no one else could do it. The warriors three watched over him so he wouldn’t try any tricks and he didn’t he was true to his word.” she dropped into a fighting stance now that Brunnhilde was gone Sif was now the best female fighter in Asgard. And she was about to find out how well she faired against Thor again when they were younger she was always the better fighter. He had always won his fights with the others because they all knew he was the son of Odin but she hadn’t been so nice and didn’t let him win when they fought. She had knocked him on his ass again and again.

“You’ll just have to get over it wont you my lord.” she finally decided to move she brought her swords up as if she was going to use them but at the last minuet she went to kick him in the stomach. Sif brought the pommel of Dragonfang down onto Thor’s head with quit a bit of force to knock him out.