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VALKYRIE
Bjorn Ivarsson was a pretty normal boy. Normal, that is for a kid who
lived in Raven Falls, Minnesota. Raven Falls, and the surrounding areas,
plus much of the rest of the state, was rich in Scandinavian heritage, as
the place had been settled by immigrants from that area. While of course,
everyone spoke English as a matter of course, many people, especially in
rural areas also spoke Danish, Swedish or Norwegian, with Icelandic (based
on Old Norse) and a few other dialects well represented. Bjorn could
speak fluent Danish, and was conversant in Swedish and Norwegian. He
could also read all three languages and he could also read and write in
Runic, both the elder and younger Futharks (dialects of the symbols).
Bjorn was also well versed in the ancient lore of his ancestors, and was
enthralled by tales of the Vikings, especially such figures as Ragnar
Ladbrok, the legendary chieftain. Bjorn had been baptized Lutheran as a
child (of which there were several denominations well represented in
Minnesota) as most people in the state were, but he was likewise
fascinated by the tales of the ancient Gods of Asgard, including Thor,
Odin and the beautiful Freyja. Thor the Thunderer represented pure
strength, Odin the Ruler of Asgard was the Lord of rune magic, and Freyja
the queen of the Valkyries was the lady of Seith Magic, or shamanism.
Together these three represented all the power his people possessed in
ancient times, and was passed on through their blood to today.
Bjorn was actually a rather slight boy, not much of an athlete. He was
studious, and did enjoy exploting, especially in one of the many caves
that scattered the area he lived in. While all of them were pretty well
known, even used for school and scout field trips, he did enjoy walking in
them and trying to find any unknown passages, though no one had found any
for at least fifty years.
One Saturday afternoon, he informed his parents he was going to explore
Peterssons Cave, one that he had been in many times. Even though it was
supposedly geologically safe, and very difficult to get lost in, it just
made sense to let people know where he was going on the off chance that
something did happen. He got to the entrance, switched on his headlamp
and walked in.
It didn't take long for him to traverse the known passages, looking at
stalactites, stalagmites, columns and gleaming crystals and other natural
features of the cave. After walking about three hundred yards into the
main passageway, he saw something he had never seen before-a crack in the
cave wall. It looked as though it had been carved out into a chamber, and
then artificially covered up with a false front. Bjorn went over to it
and reached out. The wall crumbled at his feet, and it opened up into a
new passageway. He set up a trailfinder so anyone who followed if he got
lost could find him, and entered the passage. It was short, maybe a
hundred feet, and ended in a dead end, with a wooden door set into it.
The door was locked simply with a wooden beam across it in brackets, and
marked with a 'bindrune', a Scandinavian magical symbol, created for a
specific purpose in each case. He pulled off the beam and opened the
door. What surprised him was that the room was already gleaming with a
bright light, with no discernable source. Bjorn walked in. What he saw
stunned him into immobility for a second.
Standing there was a statue of a beautiful woman with long golden hair,
wearing a blue robe with an armor breastplate over the bodice. She had a
winged helmet atop her tresses, and was holding a spear. What really
surprised him was the diamond necklace around her throat, gleaming with
its own light. "Freyja!" he exclaimed. "The goddess of love and beauty,
the ruler of the Valkyries and the mistress of Seith magic". As he spoke
her name and titles, even though he used English, his entire world
changed.
The statue opened it's eyes, smiled at him, and stepped down from it's
pedestal. She spoke to him in Old Norse, which was close enough to the
languages he spoke for him to understand and reply.
"Bjorn Ivarrson, son of the Northlands, descended through many fathers and
mothers from Lagetha, consort of Ragnar Ladbrok, King of Kattegut. In
you the blood runs nearly true, and you have freed me from my long
imprisonment. Have the people of the north returned to the old ways and
honor us as their distant relatives and ancestors, or are they still
enthralled by the priests of the WitteKrist?". (Literally 'White Christ',
a term given by the Vikings to the New God from the south)
"Well, goddess, here in America-the new world, we aren't so much
enthralled by the clergy as voluntarily attend services. The old lands
were invaded by a religious group we call Catholic, and they're still
around, but here in this part of the land, most everyone is a member of a
church that was started in the land called Germany, and that worship is
still pretty widespread through Scandinavia. The two talked for over an
hour, with him explaining what had occurred in the five centuries since
she had been imprisoned, and her explaining how she had been magically
imprisoned by Loki, the deceiver and enemy of Asgard, and attacker of the
gods at the day of Ragnarok. He explained that there were small groups of
what were called Asatruar, people mostly of the old blood who followed the
Aesir and Vanir, though they were few and far between.
"Even though you have been baptized as a follower of the WitteKrist, I
will reward you since this was done to you as an infant, and not by
choice. I give you my necklace, which will grant you great power, though
there is a price. You must become our champion, and seek to eliminate the
forces of Loki present in your world. And there is one more-one which I
do not know if you will accept. Part of your power will be the ability to
employ Seith magic, the ability to call upon aid from the spirit world.
But-to do this effectively, you must be female."
"Me? Become a girl? Permanently? "Yes, Bjorn, permanently. You can
decline, and you will have no memory of this encounter. Or you can
accept, don Brisingamen (the necklace) and become your world's champion.
You will have great strength and toughness, the ability to travel through
the sky, and the ability to enter the spirit world for aid. You will live
a long healthy life, and be what is considered 'beautiful' here on your
world. You will be a true daughter of the north. How say you?".
"I say yes. I don't have much going for me as a male, and girls aren't
particularly interested in me. Give up being a male for that power? No
doubt about it. I assume I'll be a girl in every way, physically?" "Of
course' You will be known as Kristen Ivarsdottir, and you will be fully
a woman in every way. You will experience a woman's moon times, andn you
will be able to bear children should you choose to. If you are decided in
this, then take and don Brisingamen. The change will be immediate and
permanent. Your parents will recognize you, and they will help you with a
tale to explain your presence."
Bjorn took the sparkling piece of jewelry, and clasped it around his neck.
Immediately a change took place. He shrank slightly, his blonde hair grew
long and draped his back, and breasts appeared in the proper place, and he
instinctively knew his manhood had been transformed into female genitalia.
His clothing also changed-Kristen (how she thought of herself now) was
wearing a helmet with wings on the side (small) and a blue robe, also
adorned with a breastplate. A sword hung at her waist. She also had
knowledge she had not heretofore possessed-the first 17 of the 18 spells
from 'The Sayings of Har', also known as the Havamal. None but Odin
himself knew the 18th, but she now possessed the ability to heal, break
bonds, dispel witches, speak with the dead, calm a mob and more. While
spears and arrows would bounce off of her, she wasn't too sure if the
ancient magic extended to bullets. She'd have to find out. The room
misted over, and she found herself in the corridor, outside of the room.
The corridor wall was now solid stone, the only thing that was changed was
Bjorn-now Kristen-herself. The gender change had really occurred, and she
was now possessed of great power, which she would have to learn to use
before she actually became Earth's great hero (heroine?).
She took off her helmet and breastplate, and removed the swordbelt from
her waist, since appearing in the garb of a Valkyrie in 21st century
America would be noticble, and carrying a sword was probably illegal
anyway. The robe looked close enough to a long dress for Kristen to pass
a casual inspection on the street. She made her way to Bjorn's home,
hoping to find her parents there, and that what Freyja had told her was
true-that her parents would recognize her and help in her integration into
the town. The lady had been correct-Mr. and Mrs. Ivarsson recognized her
immediately.
The three had a long talk, with several topics being discussed. Kristen
would be Bjorns cousin from back east, come to live in Minnesota due to
her father being transferred to Saudi Arabia by the oil company he worked
for. While his wife would accompany him, they had no wish to subject
their daughter to the restrictions of that culture. Bjorn, meanwhile had
received a scholarship to a top prep school in California, pone that
boarded all of its students, even those from in-state. So the reasons for
the switch were set, and hopefully the community would accept them. Next
was Kristen's new role in life.
It was a foregone conclusion that Kristen would need a new wardrobe, as
none of Bjorns clothes would fit her or even be appropriate. While girls
in the area wore all types of clothing, most of them wore skirts to school
as a matter of choice. In order to fit in, Kristen would have to learn to
navigate in short skirts and two inch heels, the usual wardrobe for most
of the girls. She would also need a crash course in makeup, hair care and
other grooming topics. She and her mother also retired out of earshop of
Mr. Ivarsson for a conversation on intimate female topics, something she
would have learned at about age ten had she been born a girl, but now was
a necessity since she would be experiencing her first period within a few
weeks.
Another topic was the use of her powers, and training in how to use them.
They broke down into two parts-physical and magical. She was strong,
stronger than a circus strongman, though not what would be called 'super'
in various movies, she could fly to some extent with great speed,
approximately that of a military fighter jet. And she was tough, but not
invulnerable. She could be hurt by a large enough projectily, though
probably not most bullets, and she could feel intense heat, cold and
electricity. And she did need to breathe. It was just a matter of
learning her limits. She also had some measure of ability with her sword,
though that wasn't of much use in modern day America. In tenth century
Norway, she could have used It.
That left her magical abilities. That broke down into three areas-Seith
or shamanism, rune magic (which she would have difficult with, runes were
more masculine oriented) and the seventeen spells described in the
Havamal. The great saga didn't give instructions about how to employ the
spells, it only described them. She would have to discover the techniques
for herself. Runes she could wait on, and Seith could be attempted at any
time. The first thing she needed to do was discover her Spirit Animal by
entering the spirit world through a self induced trance. She decided to
do that at once, as soon as she got to bed for the night. In the
meantime, there was a more pressing need-her wardrobe. Her mom took her
shopping at a nearby mall, though not the closest one. It didn't matter,
most malls were pretty similar, and teen girls clothing shops were
ubiquitous. Both the big chains and small independants, plus department
stores. They would find everything a teen girl needed there-one stop
shopping. Kristen's mom made a quick trip out to purchase some
underthings, a pair of jeans, a t-shirt and a pair of sneakers. She gave
Kristen an old purse of hers, applied a little makeup to her face, and off
the two women went.
It was a typical shopping spree. Dillards, Macys, Boskov were all
represented at the mall they chose, and Kristen wound up with several
dresses, half a dozen skirts, slacks, jeans, shoes in flats, heels and
sneakers and of course a few purses of her own. A trip to Victoria's
Secret provided a supply on lingerie, and the Ulta store provided makeup
and a lesson on how to effectively use it. The excuse was that Kristen
had been a total tomboy, and had just decided that she was a girl and was
going to change her image. A final stop was Claire's hfor an ear piercing
and several other items normal to a sixteen year old girl, and home they
went, with major damage done to the Ivarsson's Visa and American Express
cards. But it was worth it-Kristen needed to be prepared to assume her
role as the world's protectoress.
The next morning Mrs. Ivarrson took Kristen to the school board office to
get her registered for school. To add to the web of false statements, it
was decided that Kristen would have been homeschooled by her mother, which
would explain the lack of documentation. Through some fast talking and
affirmation by both of them, the appropriate administrator decided to
allow her to register at grade level for her age, and take the exact same
courses Bjorn had been in, with the exception of gym class. In their
town, while boys and girls were together in gym, they had separate health
classes, which did require a minor schedule change. But it was managed.
It was arranged for her to begin school on the following day, Tuesday.
That was agreeable to all.
Kristen spent the rest of the day practicing the Odinic charms, which she
had a rudimentary knowledge of, but not expertise. She repeated them
several times to herself, though not channeling magic into them of course.
But with her dad at work, and her mom doing some grocery shopping, she
decided to make her first sttemptat seith, and enter the spirit world.
Perhaps she could discover her spirit animal.
She sat down on her bed and cleared her mind. After a time, she began
concentrating on what she wanted to do, visualizing a great door. In her
mind, she went to it and easily opened it, stepping through the entrance.
She found herself in a large field,. populated by animals of all sorts.
She looked, with her minds eye all through the group, and saw one glowing
in the distance-it was a wolf, one of the more powerful symbols of her
people, and the totem of Odin, the Lord of Asgard. The wolf looked at her
and the two walked towards each other. She put her arms around the wolf,
and they bonded, with him telling her she could call upon him for
knowledge and strength at any time. She promised to blot in the wolfs
honor and to give him thanks, and the two separated, with her walking back
to the door. She stepped through into her bedroom, reentered her body and
woke up. She was surprised to discover that she had been in the spirit
world almost three hours, it had seemed only seconds. But the rest of the
day went normally for her, dinner, choosing her outfit for her first day
of school as a girl, nighttime moisturizing routine, and then sleep.
The next morning Kristen awoke and jumped out of bed. She wasn't
frightened, there really wasn't much she WAS afraid of with her new
powers. She WAS nervous, as she was hoping no one would recognize her as
having been Bjorn. She had spent enough years as a male to know that
every guy in school would give his eyeteeth to get close to her, and more
than that if possible. She got dressed, choosing a denim mini, a blue top
and her white sneakers. A matching blue band went in her hair, and a pair
of sapphire blue earrings. Makeup was easy, she limited herself to
foundation, blush, mascara and a dark pink lipstick, with a matching nail
color already applied. She grabbed her purse and backpack and began the
trek to high school. She noticed that while she was wearing Brisingamen,
it seemed to change form to an ordinary pendant with a Tyr rune embossed,
one commonly worn in her community.
When she got there, she wasn't surprised, every eye was on her. The guys
were practically drooling, and most of the girls were looking at her with
curiosity and a little jealousy. Obviously she was going to be a threat,
and they swore to keep their boyfriends away from her. Kristen thought to
herself that they didn't have a thing to worry about, she was too newly
female to worry about dating, guys in general and the high school drama
that went with all that. She knew she'd have to get into the social scene
sooner or later, but she had too much to do first. She had to remind
herself to ask for help in finding her classes, it wouldn't do to seem to
familiar with the building.
As a junior, she was taking a pretty standard list of courses. First
period was Pre-Calculus with Mrs. Jorgensen. Her old self had been making
straight A grades in all of his math and science courses, and there was no
reason that shouldn't continue. The only thing that she was worried about
was period 2-girls physical education, with locker room, showers and
everything any normal girl would go through. She had her Gym suit, her
lingerie was cute and appropriate, so she shouldn't have any trouble. But
she knew who the A list girls, the ones who supposedly ruled the school
were, and she knew she's have to deal with at least one of them. And of
course, the toughest, wealthiest one of the mean girls was in her gym
class, and expected the other girls to give her the respect she felt she
deserved. Kristen had no intention of kowtowing to a stuck up snob like
that, and if she started in, Arda Fredericksson was going to wind up flat
on her butt. Bjorn had never liked her anyway, and Kristen had no reason
to change her mind.
Kristen made her way to the girls locker room, paused, took a deep breath
and opened the door into that previously forbidden sanctuary. No one was
changing yet, as it was still passing time, but several girls were already
there, and others were streaming in after her. She found her locker,
tried the combination, and began stripping off her top and skirt. While
changing into the shorts and t-shirt, she was accosted by Arda, who had a
lot to say.
"Hey new girl, jut swho the hell do you think you are? I'm the top of the
heap in this school, everyone knows it. You have no business coming in
here and acting like you're the hot little princess and getting all the
boys bothered. You better learn your place, or you're gonna get yours".
Arda had three other girls with her backing her up-her posse. "First of
all, Arda is it? This is how I dress normally, and if it makes me look
good, fine. I dress for me, not to impress the guys or make any other
girls jealous. You can back off because I'm perfectly capable of taking
care of myself. I'm really not afraid of you at all". This only served
to enrage the bully further, and she reached forward to grab Kristen.
Quicker than any teen girl had a right to be, she shot out her hand and
grabbed Arda's by the middle and pointer fingers. She bent back and was
gratified to see the larger girl on her knees. Kristen could have kept it
up and actually broken the digits, but she chose not to-the pain was
enough. "Arda, I could have broken them, and you know it. I grabbed two
fingers so they wouldn't slip in my grip. I told you I knew how to
protect myself and I do. If you ever try anything like this again-or your
friends-I won't stop. I'll break something. Now leave me alone. Arda
and her friends scurried away to change.
Happily, Kristen was in a different squad from Arda and her friends, so
they didn't have to interact with each other. The class was working on
volleyball, which Kristen actually enjoyed. She toned down her strength
and agility so as to make it fair, and started to talk to some of the
other girls, and start to make sort of friends. Once they found out she
wasn't after their boyfriends anyway.
Gym class, and all the other classes ended, and the day went on. She was
invited to sit at a lunch table with a group of girls she had met during
gym, and was introduced to some of the others, She did have an experience
with one of the boys, who came up to her with one of the most clumsy and
obnoxious pickup lines she had ever heard of. Rather than lose her temper
and totally humiliate him, theeby making at least one enemy, she simply
said that she was new, needed to get herself acclimated to the school, and
wasn't interested in dating just yet. She thanked him for asking.
As she walked home she had to pass the cemetary, so she decided to test
out one of the spells she had learned, the one that allowed her to speak
with the dead. She walked over to her grandmother's grave and spoke the
charm in Old Norse, a language she now seemed to be fluent in, in addition
to the others she knew. She chose her grandmother so that in case anyone
saw and questioned her, she could say she was just visiting and paying her
respects, since she was her grandmother as well as her cousin's.
The woman's shade rose from the grave, though invisible to anyone but
Kristen. She greeted her granddaughter warmly, and gave her a warning.
"Granddaughter, one of the minions of Loki is a student at your school.
She has been given minor magical powers by Loki and his daughter Hela, and
she will soon strike out. Your fellow students will be powerless before
her, even with her limited power-you could say she is a witch. Study up
on the tenth charm in the words of Odin, you will need it. You can come
to me whenever you wish, we are now in the spirit world, and you have the
ancient power. Goodbye for now, Kristen Ivarsdottir".
Kristen went home, changed out of her school clothes and into a pair of
jeans and a t-shirt. She decided that practice with her physical
abilities would serve her best just now. She couldn't chant a spell the
next time Arda or one of the other girls picked on her, she would have to
pretend that she was accomplished in the martial arts of some system or
another. Perhaps a ranger father who taught her self defense. But she
needed something to hide her true self from the rest of the student body.
She went into her basement and drew her sword, deciding that weapons
practice would help just now. She also decided to purchase a kicking bag
or BOB in order to strengthen her strikes and kicks. She spent two hours
practicing various techniques, both one and two handed. She didn't know
if any of Loki's servants were accomplished in weapons, or if they just
employed magic. But she had to be ready for either. And if they used
weapons, she didn't know which ones they would use. Her ancestors had
employed swords, hand axes, the great Danish axe, spears and knives. She
had her sword, and had to develop defenses against all of those,
especially if she didn't have the use of a shield, though it was likely
she normally would. In a pinch, one of the charms she knew would toughen
the skin to a great extent.
School the next day was similar to the first, and so were most of the days
after that. Whoever the servant of Loki was, she (Kristen knew that much
about he adversary) so far had chosen to hide hereself well. She thought
about asking for the wolf's aid, but she decided against it. Help when
she needed it was one thing, but she knew she couldn't go to that well
very often , or her spirit animal might grow annoyed. She'd solve her own
problems whenever she could.
The enemy finally revealed herself at a Friday night football game.
Kristen had to appear at least at some school events, or people might grow
suspicious of her. As it was, a girl as pretty as she was, not dating had
already set up some red flags. Arda and her crowd had begun a rumor the
Kristen was a lesbian, which she wasn't. she figured she'd be with a guy
someday, but now wasn't the time. But she did have to stop the rumors,
because that particular bit of high school drama was something she didn't
need. So she resolved to bite the bullet and be seen in the company of a
male classmate on a sort of date.
That was the plan at least. Out of the corner of her eye she observed
Jenna Carlson, normally a shy, mousy girl begin to glow-at least to
Kristens eyes. A spirit double of the girl rose from the bleacher seat
and flew onto the field, where she pointed at their school's quarterback
and released a red beam of light. For no apparent reason (to the rest of
the spectators anyway) the boy collapsed on the field, apparently from a
heart attack or at least a concussion. Kristen wasn't slow-she sprung
into action. She grasped Brisingamen, turning it into the diamond
necklace, and changed into her alter-ego, the Valkyrie. Of course, no one
saw this, either, as she had slipped into the spirit world herself, the
better to engage the nighthag-witch in English.
She drew her sword and flew towards the other girl, who drew a pair of
handaxes herself. "So its to be hand to hand. Fine, I can do this". The
two spirit entities clashed, weapons gleaming with magical light. Bearing
two weapons, Jenna managed to strike Kristen several times, drawing a
small amount of blood. Luckily, Kristen had repeated the charm that
toughened her skin. She also managed to wound Jenna's spirit form.
Kristen was, however getting the worse of the encounter. She did what she
had been advised by her spirit grandmother to do-employ the tenth charm of
the Havamal. As she fought, she chanted the charm in the old language.
She actually had to do it several times before it became effective. Jenna
Carlson's witch form dispelled, dissipating on the wind before Kristen
could question her as to why she had performed such a meaningless bit of
harm.
Kristen returned to her physical body, and turned to see Jenna slumped
over unconscious in her seat, with several people gathered around her,
one a paramedic. She was placed in an ambulance and taken to the
hospital, where she was thoroughly examined. When she awoke, she had no
memory of the fight with Kristen or possessing magical powers. Kristen
had removed the possession-or whatever it was from the girl's body and
soul. She was glad about that.
When the game was over, she went with her 'date' out for pizza with
several other couples, friends of his. She knew the girls from lunch and
classes already, and was acquinted with most of the boys. She even kissed
her date when he dropped her off at her home after the snack, though she
was NOT going to have a parking session with him-just yet. In addition to
not being ready, she wasn't going to get a reputation for being a slut, a
label quite easy to earn in the dog eat dog world of high school. For
now she was happy, she was fitting in, acclimating to being a girl (not
looking forward to her first period however) and getting used to being a
champion of Asgard on Earth. She was on her way.
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