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VALKYRIE 2 - Jotun Attack
Seventeen year old Kristen Ivarsdottir sat at her vanity applying her
makeup, which she did quite carefully, since she had a date that evening.
This would have been nothing abnormal for a seventeen year old girl,
except for two important facts. First, she had many of the powers of the
ancient Gods of her people (Scandinavia), both physical and magical. She
could use many weapons, especially the sword, quite effectively. And she
was both strong and physically tough. She hat received these powers after
an encounter with the Goddess Freyja, who had given her an anchanted
necklace and proclaimed her the champion of Midgard, tasked with stopping
the minions of Loki in his quest for temporal power. So far she had
succeeded, with several encounters over the past year.
Second, and most importantly, she had been born male, Bjorn Ivarrson, and
had remained so up until her fateful encounter with the Goddess. She had
been given a choice to decline, and lost all memory of the event, or
accept, in which case he (at the time) would receive the powers and Become
female. Bjorn wasn't transgender, he/she was an actual XX woman. For the
past year, she had experienced everything any normal female does, which
was still something she wasn't used to. Though she didn't really have a
choice. Or actually, she did, but there weren't very many good options.
One of those that was good, was her escort for the evening. Karl Swenson
was tall, blond (of course) and an accomplished athlete. Football,
Basketball and Baseball, he was a varsity letterman in all three. Karl
wasn't the first boy she had dated since her transformation (at first
mostly as a smokescreen in order to fit in with her peers, since she was
an extraordinarily beautiful young lady), but he was the one she liked the
most. And at her age, it was likely she would enter a sexual relationship
with him, most girls in her school of her age already had. That and the
fact that he was an athlete, and like at most schools, many of them felt
entitled to such attention, though it was mostly from the cheerleaders,
which Kristen wasn't. She was certainly pretty enough, athletic enough
and popular enough, but she had declined the invitations to tryout from
some of the other girls. She had no wish to compete with them, and she
had enough to do with dealing with her mission and becoming comfortable
with her new gender and its physical and social expectations and
limitations. Limitations didn't really apply, she was much stronger than
any professional football player, she just didn't spread that fact around.
Unless she had to transform to Valkyrie in order to deal with some
otherworldly menace. Which had occurred more often than she liked to
think. She was hoping tonight wouldn't be one of those nights.
She heard Karl's car door close, so she finished applying her lipstick
(she had become enamored with a MAC shade, the famous Ruby Woo, a bright
red) and popped it into her purse, which she picked up and went down the
stairs. The date was casual, just a movie and out for a pizza afterwards,
so she was also dressed casually. Just tight jeans, a low cut top and
sneakers. She could have worn heels, but she had been called to action
too many times, and they were hard to fight in. So comfortable and
sensible it was. Especially since she thought that tonight might be THE
night. Something she wouldn't have ever considered possible eighteen
months ago.
Kristens date with Karl started ordinarily enough. The two went to a
showing of a new super-heroes movie, which Kristen happened to love, since
even though she was totally female, she still had a lot of her old likes
and dislikes. She also found it somewhat ironic, being a sort of super-
hero herself, and especially since one member of the team happened to be
one of the Scandinavian Gods himself, one she had actually encountered in
real life. She found it incredibly romantic, though, when one hero who
had been separated from his love due to being frozen during the 1940s had
stayed back in time to be with her, and showed up at the end incredibly
aged. It actually made her cry. Karl held her close, and she snuggled
against him, and the two shared a lot of kisses and even some groping
(they were in the corner of the back row). A lot was planned for later.
When the film ended, they left and went to Giovanni's to share a pizza.
When they left the pizza parlor, they went somewhere that not a lot of
guys knew about, though a lot of girls and the top flight athletes knew
quite well. It was basically a love nest, for the jocks to take their
dates to avoid having to hook up in the car and risk being caught. Karl
had sort of reserved it for the night, figuring (correctly) that this was
the night he was going to get lucky. He hoped Kristen was prepared,
though if she wasn't, he had a condom in his wallet. Actually, Kristen
had two, a sly gift from her mother who told her she hoped they wouldn't
be needed, but if they were, she wanted her new daughter to be safe and
not conceive until she was safely married, if she ever was. As Kristen
had been assured by Freya she could conceive, and she had had the proof of
it every few weeks for the last eighteen months, she had every intention
of following her mother's advice and not allow Karl to 'ride bareback'.
Luckily, Karl the same way (if he hadn't there was no way the night would
continue, and he really couldn't force her if it came down to it) and was
fully prepared to use the available protection.
The consummation of their relationship was quite satisfactory for both
partners, and for her first time, they did keep it simple. Kristen simply
wasn't ready for some of the more erotic and exotic things men enjoyed
having their ladies do for them. Karl didn't force anything, and there
really wasn't any pain, given her superior physical abilities. When they
finished, it was still well within Kristen's usual expected time home, so
she fixed hereself up, repaired her makeup to some extent (her parents
knew she would engage in marathon kissing sessions at least, so freshly
repaired lipstick was naturally expected).
Actually, her relationship with Karl wasn't going to last much longer in
any event-they were both seniors and both had their college acceptances
firmly in hand, with scholarships in both cases. At least, that was the
plan. Karl was going to school on a football scholarship to Rutgers, over
in New Jersey on the east coast. Kristen had numerous academic awards
plus one from the 'Daughters of Scandinavia', a womens cultural group. It
seem ironic to her that she, who was blessed by their gods should be the
one to receive that. The fact that she was going to be a language major,
with a specialization in Scandinavian Dialects certainly didn't hurt. Nor
did the fact that she was going to stay right there in Minnesota, where
her culture and ancestry was strongest in the entire United States. She
checked, and found there was an Asatru group, quite large, chartered at
the school. She figured that most students wouln't be serious, just a
rebellion thing while they were in school, to shock their parents and get
away from the various Lutheran denominations they had been baptized into.
Though the ELCA, Missouri Synod and Wisconsin Synod were well represented
on the campus also, as well as various national branches of that large
church body. Kristen was still nominally an ELCA Lutheran, though given
her blessing and knowledge, she hadn't been there since her changeover.
Karl took her home, kissed her and 'copped a feel' before walking her to
the door, actually a few minutes early. They kissed again and he turned
and left. Kristen could only wonder if news of her little escapade would
make it's way around the locker room, or if every boy in school would ask
her out in order to get a 'piece of the action'. If that happened,
Kristen was certain to make Karl pay, most likely physical. The concept
of 'holmgang', loosely translated as vengeance was strong among those of
her ancestry. A magical staff of scorn set up in his direction, or even a
bindrune to curse him wasn't out of the question either. If he betrayed
her trust, she could very easily ruin his life in many ways. She hoped
she didn't have to.
The next morning was Saturday, so she decided to spend it practicing her
skills, which she still hadn't perfected. She began with two hours of
weapons practice, with both the Viking sword and the double ax (one in
each hand). She had over a dozen of them, so she spent some time on the
throwing aspect of that weapon. She was quite good at it. After weapons
practice, she decided to visit her spirit animal and a few others in order
to gain some knowledge of her next encounter. She might even contact one
of the Gods-Sif (Thor's wife and Hlin who was Odin's wife) were known to
frequent the realm of the spirits. Though both were warrior goddesses and
not particularly interested in magic, they did go there in order to meet
with those few particularly blessed humans, of which Kristen was one. She
wasn't disappointed.
While she was discussing her situation with her wolf-patron, the lady Sif
appeared. She had expected to meet Kristen there, and had some troubling
news. A new enemy had appeared on Midgard (Earth), a Fire Giant, a direct
servant of Surtur. A powerful one, who had only woe in his mind for the
planet. What was also troubling was that he was a close friend of the
minions of Thrym, the lord of the Frost Giants, and could call upon them
for aid if he was in distress. And Kristen Ivarsdottir was the only one
on Earth who could stop them. Though both at one time would be a problem.
There were NO rune charms that could defeat a giant, even Odin's secret
one, the eighteenth. Against witches, dark elves, dark dwarves or even
the dead, she was effective. But against two Jotuns? She was in trouble.
There was really only one thing she could do, though it was something she
hadn't really dared to do up till now.
Lady Sif's husband, the Thunder God Thor was the greatest enemy of the
Jotuns, and he never missed a chance to oppose them. While the Gods were
currently unable to appear on Midgard themselves, they could imbue a
mortal with a spark of their power, just as Freya had done for Kristen,
formerly Bjorn. Her only hope was to find a mortal willing to take on the
challenge of channeling Thor's power, either male of female. She thought
of her boyfriend Karl. Karl was also of nearly pure blood, Swedish in his
case, and was a much a Christian (spelled Krisjian to them) as she had
been. In other words, nominal if at all. She had the power to ask for
aid, and if granted, Thor could channel some of his power into him. she
decided to ask.
She did it in the form of a 'Blot'(pronounced bloat), a ritual loosely
translated as 'a gift for a gift'. She appropriated a bottle of mead from
her parents, who kept it for her, knowing the reason she sometimes needed
it. She hallowed the space she was using with a small replica of
Mjollnir, Thor's Hammer, and sacrificed the mead into the living ground,
saving a small amount to drink as a means of sharing it with the God. She
then made her request, that Karl would be granted the power to stand with
her in the coming battle. She didn't think to ask him first, he was of
the blood and would understand the need. And would stand with her if he
was able to. She was in luck-the Thunderer granted his request.
Magically, Karl appeared before her, his short hair grown long and
flowing, dressed in blue battle armor. He also bore a weapon-a less
powerful replica of Mjollnir. In addition, he wore gauntlets that granted
him enhanced strength, though of course not as much as Thor himself.
Kristen quickly informed him of the situation, and how his powers should
work (while she had Brisingamen, he wore a gold Mjollnir pendant at his
throat that acted the same way). He hadn't had to give up his manhood in
order to gain his powers, as Thor was already a very masculine deity.
While he was a pure warrior, it turned out that he had absolutely no
affinity for either type of Northern Magic, either Seith (understandable)
or any sort of Rune magic. But he would turn out to be matchless in
physical combat. He took the identity of 'Thundere'r to honor the God who
had given him his power. Kristen also filled him in on who she actually
was and what had happened to her-formerly him. To say Karl was surprised
was an understatement. But he got over it (kind of-he had known Bjorn
slightly, and the idea of having sex with the former male creeped him out
a little. But given how beautiful Kristen was, he got over it). The two
then prepared for battle. Though when or where it would come, they didn't
know. They soon found out.
The capital of their nation was almost 1500 miles away, but that's where
the fire giant chose to strike-or where he was directed to strike by his
thoroughly evil master. The United States was the most powerful nation on
earth, and by default, the President was nominally the most powerful
person on earth . Even though some had been weak, corrupt individuals who
had misused their authority, the nation was still held in high esteem by
most of the world. Taking out the president would go a long way towards
cementing Loki's power in Midgard (the planet Earth), due to the confusion
that would follow. Taking out the vice president and speaker of the house
would ensure that succession would be confused and chaotic, and Loki would
rule supreme over the nation, as a stepping stone to ruling the entire
world. He didn't count on two heroic teens.
The giant appeared, flinging fireballs at everything in sight, including
the Smithsonian and the FBI building in his way towards 1600 Pennsylvania
Avenue, the White House, though he did have a large two handed sword
hanging over his back. Naturally, every news outlet in the nation
screamed the news of the unknown fire creature threating the city, and of
course, Kristen heard the call. She dropped around a corner, grabbed her
necklace and changed into Valkyrie. Karl also heard it and grabbed his
pendant, changing into Thunderer, and the two climbed onto Kristen's
winged horse and sped toward the danger. Kristen had the use of the
Pegasus, but only for extremely rare instances of great need. A Jotun or
two counted. They arrived within fifteen minutes, as the mount was quite
magical and could actually teleport short distances. The two spied the
monster and jumped off of the winged steed.
They both knew that this would be a physical altercation, as Karl had no
magic, and Kristen had none that would affect this type of creature. Karl
had his Warhammer, and Kristen drew her pair of hand axes, though her
sword was girded at her waist. They approached the giant, who
instinctively knew what they were (champions of the Gods), and called for
aid from Jotunheim (the home of the giants). A large Frost Giant
appeared, garbed in furs and wielding a giant two handed ax. Both of them
were well over ten feet tall, and this would be a fight that neither of
the two heroes were sure they would win. The alternative was abandoning
the world to their nemesis, and of course, death for the both of them.
They had an incentive to not to lose. In addition, during conversation,
the two had decided that due to their shared experience, heritage and
general attraction for each other, it was a pretty good bet that they
would stay together. The sticking point in their lives was children-
Kristen had been born male, and even though she had accepted and adjusted
to her female body, she wasn't sure that pregnancy and childbirth was
something she wanted to go through. Karl felt otherwise, he wanted a
family, as was traditional in their culture. That was something they had
to work out. In the meantime, they something more important and immediate
to worry about.
Karl charged the fire giant, while Kristen faced off against the frost
giant. Karl wasn't indestructible, but he was highly fire resistant, and
managed to get close enough to the superheated form to trade blows with
him, though a firm blow from the sword could harm him severely, as it was
from the same divine realms as his powers were. As it was, he suffered
several glancing blows, and even a few cuts, before he finally managed to
land a solid strike from his Warhammer on the giant's skull, putting him
down. Due to his heat, he was still a danger to the humans in the area,
and he would have to be removed to a safer area. Like the ocean,
preferably the Arctic.
While Karl was fighting the fire giant, Kristen was having a problem with
her foe. His giant Danish-style axe had a much larger range than her hand
axes, and she came close to being cloven in two several times. A quick
glance told her that her partner was still occupied, and couldn't give her
any help. She dropped her hand axes, called upon her shield and drew her
sword. She then got back into the fray. As the frost giant swung wildly
at her, she expertly managed to block the blow with her shield, and closed
in for either a jab or a slash. Each one weakened the giant, who was not
possessed of the greatest intellect, frost giants were more like
berserkers-they fought without thought until they were dead. Which was
Kristen's goal. After a drawn out battle, she finally struck the fatal
blow to the giant's head, putting him down permanently. The two had also
made enemies of all of Jotunheim for their audacity in facing and killing
two of their champions. It was likely that they would face such
creatures, and others of their kind many times in the future. It was also
likely that they would eventually lose a fight, and be themselves taken to
Valhalla, the home of fallen heroes, to await Ragnarok, the twilight of
the Gods and the end of the current age. Kristen wondered how that would
affect her, being more or less a Valkyrie herself. She had no wish to be
a serving maid to male warriors for however long the age lasted, until the
final battle. Being a woman was one thing, but she was a powerful
warrior. Being a waitress when she should be on the training field and
the feasting hall herself was something else. She'd have to wait and see
how it worked when her time came. Though it was also likely that Freya
would take her to HER hall, as she actually received half of the slain
warriors. But for now, there was something quite important to the two of
them in their teenaged human identities-their High School Prom. Kristen
had never figured that she'd be looking for a prom dress and other
accessories, escorted into a formal ball on the arm of a handsome athlete,
and being in the running for either queen or court. As Bjorn, that was a
scenario he had never considered in his wildest dreams, as at the time he
was a one hundred percent straight male. Of course, it was a foregone
conclusion she would be going with Karl, to the dismay of many other girls
in their school, who had hoped to snag him for a date. Which unknown to
all of them, was never going to happen. He and Kristen were together
forever.
Loki's minions were quiet for the next few weeks, happily for Kristen.
She and a few girlfriends went to the mall looking for prom gowns, shoes,
purses and high-end makeup. All things Bjorn was totally unfamiliar with,
but Kristen was expected to be excited about. As Freya had informed her,
by accepting Brisingamen, she would receive the powers, but would be
female forever, just as though she had been born one. At the mall, she
and her friends began searching through the various department stores and
boutiques, plus the one bridal shop conained actually in the building,
though there were a few others scattered around town. Not surprisingly,
she found a deep blue (her favorite color) princess style gown and a pair
of four inch sandals, a height she had now become quite adept at walking
and even dancing in. Her year and a half as a girl had taught her much.
The girls browsed the department store makeup counters, and even Sephora
and Ulta searching for the perfect look. She had also brcome an expert at
applying her own makeup and even doing her own nails. She decided to go
bold, in order to best show off her long blonde hair, so she chose a
glossy red lipstick with a matching nail color from Sephora. She knew
enough to not play up both her lips and eyes, as that was considered to be
somewhat slutty, which she wasn't, though she had given up her virginity
to her now permanent partner Karl, AKA Thunderer. But no one else. After
the girls had all made their choices, they left and went to the premier
salon in town for hair appointments on the day of the prom or the day
before. They pored over teen magazine prom issues for just the perfect
hair look, which of course they found. Kristen decided to wear hers long
and loose, the best to show it off, with a few diamond ornaments
strategically placed. She of course would wear Brisingamen (she never
took it off!) disguised as a human styled diamond pendant. Should she
need to, she could always grasp it and change to Valkyrie. She hoped not.
While she was perfectly content and willing to assume the role of
Midgard's primary protector (Karl might argue that!) she was still a teen
girl, and had developed teenaged desires and thoughts. She was carefully
treading the ground between both worlds-the world of High School, and the
world where she spoke to the dead, fought giants, and entered the spirit
world. It would be tough for anyone, let alone someone who had made the
sacrifice Bjorn had. While she enjoyed certain parts of her new life
(both parts of it) there were certain parts about being a girl she really
didn't like so much, though she had gotten used to them. Shee hoped one
in particular didn't occur during prom, as she had plans for the
afterprom with Karl on that occasion.
The night of her prom arrived, and Kristen took several hours getting
ready, as just about every girl attending was. Even though she was
wearing her hair long and loose, she still spent a long time on it,
ensuring that the diamond ornaments were placed just right. She also
spent an inordinate time on her makeup, in order to present a 'natural
look' to her boyfriend/partner/lover. It worked-Karl was totally blown
away by his lovely date's appearance, and sincerely hoped that things
would develop after the prom was over. He escorted her to the limo, and
the two sat in the back. They didn't consume any alcohol, as underage
drinking was frowned upon, and should they appear to have been consuming
any, they would have been denied entrance. Kristen sincerely hoped there
wouldn't be any episodes similar to the prom scenes in either 'Carrie' or
worse, the original 'Buffy' movie. Tonight she just wanted to be a normal
girl (did she really think that?) and enjoy herself.
And of course, the young couple did. For a few hours, they sort of forgot
their roles as the repesentives of Asgard on Earth, sworn to protect the
world against the evil that threatened it. Loki and his minions actually
laid low for the moment, and allowed them to relax, not from altruism, but
from a sense of dread, and the need to plan further depredations. They
shared a sumptuous meal, danced their feet off (literally in Kristen's
case, she was wearing heels) and retired after the dance to the love nest.
For some reason, whenever Karl wanted it, it was available. Well, Freya
was the Goddess of Love and Fertility, though Kristen had no intention of
taking part in the second realm the deity ruled over. Pregnancy was
definitely not in the cards for her just yet. But someday? But she was
still extremely conservative in her intimate activities, and probably
would be forever. Even though she was completely female physically and
mostly emotionally, there was a little bit of male memory, and certain
activities just didn't appeal to her. And probably never would.
In the meantime, the two had a lot on their plates. The minions of Loki
were still coming, all sorts-witches, the undead, more Jotuns, evil
spirits, even evil warriors in his service. The last wouldn't be too much
of a problem, they were really nothing more than human criminals, so the
police could handle them. His children were still confined, and would be
until Ragnarok-Jormangandr the serpent encircling the world in the sea,
Fenris the wolf bound with a magical chain, and Hela locked in Helheim,
the land of the dead, though as its ruler. They at least were out of
play, for a long time anyway. Given the current zombie craze, the two
figured that would be the evil one's next attack. A true to life walking
dead invasion. Lucky guess or prophetic ability? Kristen didn't think
she was a Voluspa. Time would tell.
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