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Lonely

Summary: Hela x Fem!OC

Inspiration from the song This Side of Paradise by Coyote Theory

The first time Hela and Valora meet.

A/N: First time posting my work on Tumblr. Hope you like it! Thanks for reading if you all do end up reading it-

Day after day and night after night. The same routine, wake up, eat, train, try to impress her father only to have him continue to ignore her and sleep once more. But one day, she couldn’t take it. She left the castle while it was still dark, no one suspected such a thing when it came to loyal young Hela. In human years she could be seen as nine, but she was already a couple of centuries old.

She hid out in a garden, her thoughts eating away at her. Her father trained her to be strong. None of what she was doing at the moment. Her thoughts began to eat away at her. She went to sleep cold and in anguish. She woke up to the sunlight and laughter. She awoke in a frenzy before catching her bearings. From afar she could see glimpses of children her age running around. How she wished to enjoy the day like them… Odin would never allow her to speak to the children of Asgard. Afraid they would taint her fire and strength.

She was alone. Wholly alone. It was eating away at her; no one knew, her father never cared, no one took notice, and she herself was in her own state of hysteria.

But that seemed to change within an instant.

Hela quickly hid in the darker part of the garden as she heard a door open then close. Footsteps making their way throughout the garden. Hela’s eyes widened ever so slightly at the sight of the Asgardian, she looked about her age, if not younger. Hela’s heart was quickly taken. She was a brunette, hair down to her shoulders, her build was slim fit. Her eyes were a beautiful hazel, she then noticed her eye color closer to her irises were shades of blue and green.

What caught her attention the most was the small wistful smile that played on the girl’s lips as the laughter of children continued. An instrument was then thrown in the garden, causing both of them to jump. It then rolled towards Hela and came to a stop in front of her. Her cover was blown. By a simple toy. Her gaze raised to look at the girl once more. To find the girl looking at her, eyes wide with surprise and awe.

Hela wanted to run. But her body wouldn’t listen to her, her nerves straining as she saw the girl walk towards her, only to stop in front of her and crouch down to her level. She simply stared at her down, eyes beaming. A closed smile was very apparent on her face, she then hit her lip and looked away from her in thought. She looked at the toy, picked it up, turned to where they heard the children, reared her arm back and threw it out. Hela could hear gasps and shrieks from the children. The girl sighed, body posture slumping before quickly returning to its posture. She looked over her shoulder with a big smile.

She then quickly stood up and went back inside. There were a few moments of silence before the door swung open and slammed shut. Padded feet rushed towards her direction. Hela summoned a small dagger into her hand, prepared for anything that could be a danger to her. She curled her form ready to attack, once she noticed the girl with a bowl of fruit in her hands with a big smile on her face, she instantly pacified.

The girl placed the bowl in front of her and crouched down wrapping her arms around her shins as her eyes remained on Hela. Hela was hesitant at first but was quickly calmed when the girl grabbed a strawberry from the bowl and ate it. She then looked at her curiously when she reached for another and held it out to her.

When she spoke, she felt her loneliness ebb away, “I’m Valora. Valora Windstrum.” Hela moved herself forward and took a bite out of the strawberry outstretched to her. Neither of them seemed to be phased with the action. Valora simply giggled, while Hela chewed on her food with a frown on her face.

She spoke after she finished chewing, “The name’s Hela.” She noticed Valora raise an eyebrow, she herself raised an eyebrow in question.

“As in, Odin’s firstborn?” She instantly froze, tensing once again.

“You’d be right.” This caused Valora to grin. “I didn’t expect any visitors, but I’m glad to be graced in your presence, my princess.” She then bowed her head slightly, only to be stopped by Hela.

“Just Hela.” Valora nodded and remained quiet after. “Y’know, I’ve been wondering, why’d they scream, hm?” She quickly caught the sudden change in both her behavior and the weather, “I apologize, I shouldn’t have asked.” Valora shook her head. A slow drizzle began to fall.

“No, I shouldn’t have acted this way. Um, you see… I have certain abilities that I have… developed.” Hela was about to speak, that was until the door slammed open.

“VALORA!” Hela watched as Valora’s color drain from her. Fear settling itself in her soul. The drizzle changed quickly into heavy wind, heavy rain, with thunder and lightning. Valora looked around in panic, “H-here! Hide behind the bushes!” She took Hela by the shoulders and gently guided her into the shadows of the bushes. Hela was too shocked to respond. Waves of euphoria coursed through her from Valora’s touch. But it was quickly taken when Valora left her.

Hela could only watch as a man came into view and grabbed her by the hair. Hela waited for Valora to do anything, but she only let out silent tears. The rain washed them away, but Hela knew better. She didn’t know what she was feeling for the girl.

Everything seemed to fade when the children from outside seemed to appear and take turns beating her. All of them laughed as she held her arms over her head in defense, placed into a fetal position. Hela could only see red after.

When the red faded, she could see her necro-swords impaling some of the offenders. While the others were heavily wounded. She couldn’t find Valora though, panic raised within her but as soon as she turned around, she was enveloped in warmth. Her body moved on its own as she embraced the person holding her.

“Th- -ou-” What a familiar voice. “Hela?” Valora. Hela’s gaze went to the girl. Smile prominent even with the bruises and wounds that littered all over her body. Hela hummed slightly before hugging her and rolling her eyes. She swiftly lifted Valora into her hold, having her straddle her as she began to leave the garden.

“W-wait!” Hela stopped and slowly looked over her shoulder.

“Best if you keep quiet. You dare not speak to me, you filthy commoner…” Her voice conveyed she wasn’t joking, it seemed to her that these people weren’t well informed about who she was.

“Now, kid… just who do you think you're talking to?”

“How dare you address I, Odin’s firstborn, with such disrespect.” The man seemed to finally realize his error.

“I-I apologize to you, your highness…it’s just…”

“NO.” Everything is still. She could hear the man’s breath hitch in fear. A smile unknowingly crept onto Hela’s face. “You have no say in what I do with her. For all I care, you can forget about her.” With that she turned to face forward once again and made her way out, back to the castle. It was quiet throughout the time it took to get there.

Hela suddenly stopped, “I’m sorry, I wanted to ask you this earlier, but I was wondering… if you’d come be lonely… with me?…” Hela felt her face heat up at how idiotic she asked the question. But she couldn’t find the right words for it. She’s never not been lonely, she didn’t even know what to call the connection of people, for she never experienced it.

Her thoughts were suddenly taken with Valora’s grip tightening around her. She felt the girl nod into her shoulder slowly before moving towards her ear.

“I would love to be lonely with you, thank you, Hela.” Hela hummed before continuing on her path.

“Hela!” A young brunette woman around the age of twenty waved towards Hela’s direction. It has been centuries since that fateful day their souls met, and it seems that they continue to teach each other. Hela could feel herself smile as the woman approached.

She held her arms out for her, the brunette quickly understood and began to run her way. When she felt she was close enough to Hela she threw herself at her, making Hela laugh, “Oh… Valora…” Hela began to spin while holding Valora. When she began to feel dizzy, she stopped. Valora giggled as they came to a stop.

It then fell silent between them, their gaze remained on the other’s eyes. Valora’s eyes still had their beautiful gleam to them. They still showed what she found to be the firm love and admiration she held for her as well.

Hela would admit, without Valora by her side, she wouldn’t have known what compassion and love was. But she felt every ounce of it when it came to Valora.

Hela let out a hum, “How is your training as both the Goddess of Seasons and Weather?” Hela smiled when Valora gave a pout.

“Not as easy and fun as training with you…” She grumbled. Hela raised an eyebrow as a smirk began to form.

“Fleeing from practice, are we?” Valora laughed and shook her head.

“We both know who’s the one more capable out of the two of us to flee successfully…” Hela hummed in agreement. “After all, it was just a break, I was growing frustrated, meaning…” She then looked away. Hela quickly took her by the chin and turned her to face her.

“You caused a drought to occur…” She could see that Valora was quite shaken, so she pulled her into her form. Running her hand through her soft tresses to help her relax, as well as, placing kisses on her forehead in comfort and understanding.

Bit by bit she felt Valora relax in her hold. That was until she tensed again. Hela felt it too, the change in the atmosphere, they were being watched. Valora nuzzled her head into Hela’s neck in hopes to hide away, Hela allowed her to do so. Her attention then went to the castle to find a familiar face watching them from the balcony. Her eyes narrowed at the sight of her father.

Surprisingly, it was never Valora afraid of her, but Valora was terrified of Odin. From the moment Hela brought her in, he seemed to have a vendetta against her. Hela explained why he did so, but it seemed that as their relationship grew stronger, he seemed to target her more and more.

He seemed to hate the strength Valora gave to Hela. Since bringing Valora into their home Hela seemed to stop seeking his approval. No longer chasing her father but instead feeling cared for and appreciated by Valora. Where she could not find strength and support in her father, she found it with Valora. Many from Asgard have spoken that she may be even stronger than her own father.

“I think that’s enough training for today, don’t you?” She felt Valora nod. She made the initiative to lift her into a bridal style hold. With one last look at her father as walked inside, heading for their shared chambers.

They’d officially completed their training as goddesses. Hela was now Odin’s Executioner and right hand when it came to conquering more of the cosmos, and Valora was now given the duty to keep Asgardians crops plentiful. Valora being able to rein in her emotions from affecting her abilities.

Their bond is ever so strong. Though Valora began to feel as though they were growing distant. That Hela was growing distant the more she left for conquering other lands. The once happy woman now looked as if she was the shell of who she once was. When Valora came to greet her with open arms Hela just walked past her as if she meant nothing to her.

Hela knew she shouldn’t have done it. But after what her father told her, she needed to make sure that Valora wouldn’t be deemed associated with her and her actions. It hurt her more than anything not to hold her tightly, but they needed the distance so Valora wouldn’t be brought into the middle of things.

She hoped Valora would follow her but when she looked back, she found that she hadn’t. Later throughout the night she’d hope that Valora would come into their shared chambers, only to be disappointed when she didn’t. Instead, she came in the morning, Hela had been up the whole night; missing Valora’s warmth. When she heard the door open and close, she played as if she were truly sleeping. She didn’t hear any footsteps but, in the end, she did hear a sniffle. She felt a hand caress her cheek, she couldn’t help but lean into the warmth, a small smile coming across her face, she then felt water droplets fall on her face, stopping her smile.

She knew she needed to explain her behavior. She couldn’t do this to her lover. She slowly placed her hand on the one caressing her cheek and opened her eyes. Her heart was wrenching in pain at the sight of anguish within her eyes.

She took a deep breath before speaking, “My dove… I hope you know I don’t mean to be so distant…” Her curiosity began to spark. “I’m planning something… I can’t tell you because if it backfires, I will not have you be seen as an accomplice…” A new wave of tears began to trickle down Valora’s face. Hela sat up and moved to the edge of the bed to hold her.

She realized what needed to be done. Her father was heavily against it but at this point she couldn’t care less. She stood up and moved forward to only kneel down, holding onto her hand with both of hers.

“If you wish… I ask that you marry me and marry me now, my love… Once linked you won't have to question where my loyalties lie, for we will be able to hear and feel each other's thoughts and emotions.” Hela removed her right hand and held her palm up, slowly manifesting an onyx ring with an emerald gem. “What do you say?” Valora had become speechless at Hela’s confession, relief coursing through her. The marriage proposal was an added bonus. Valora could only throw herself at Hela in joy. Enveloping Hela’s lips with her own.

“Yes…” She noticed Hela’s smile widened, she took Valora’s left hand and placed the ring on her ring finger. A silk string began to wrap itself around their hands.

“We need to complete the ceremony… we need to bind our blood together and then we’d be considered wed by our ancestors.” Hela manifested a dagger and sliced her palm first, blood pooling on the floor between them. She then offered it to Valora to which she accepted and followed.

They then placed their bleeding palms together. It was silent for moments; they then began to feel a burning sensation throughout their bodies. Just as it began, it ended, the string melding into their skin. When their eyes met, they knew that they would never be alone again. For they had each other, forever. No matter what were to change in the near future, for Hela would leave something of hers behind.

Life.

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