Asgardians
Chapter one: Asgard on Earth
Norway, Scandinavia
The news that a spacecraft was landing on the cliffs of Norway, had every Country in an uproar. All but Norway. It was so bad that Ross reinstated rogers and the other Half of the avengers. Natasha stood close to Clint with Rogers, Barnes and Wanda all standing together. Rhodes, Tony and Vision stood together with pepper Potts.
King T’Challa stood in between the two groups. Clint and Tony were still not speaking. Neither were rogers and Tony. As the ship slowly landed, all avengers readied themselves for a fight.
That was until the doors and ramp lowered and a familiar booming voice called out. “My Friends!” Then the familiar bulking form of Thor Odinson was seen walking down the ramp. By his side was Bruce and a dark-skinned man with dreadlocks.
Thor seemed to be doing some kind of professional introduction. Thought Natasha, as she eyed everyone around. Ross, Steve and Tony walked towards the three.
“Thor, welcome back” Tony says in his sarcastic tone,
“Aye, stark,” was all the thunderer said. Before he turned towards the Norwegian prime minister, “As King of Asgard, I ask for Sanctuary for me and my people.” Silence stretched as what Thor just said sunk in. Looking toward the leader of Norway. The man steps forward meeting Thor’s eye and nods. “And Norway grants it” was heard loudly.
Thor bowed low, the prime minister did the same. Once they shook hands and made agreements to set up a campsite here to start on relocating. Thor moved to the side Bruce called out and suddenly hundreds of women and children, followed them out. They were led by a Soldier, female with beautiful armor.
“Straight line, move!” The woman yells. Woman and children were all suddenly moving forward, Thor, Bruce and Who Natasha believed was the warriors three and Sif led everybody out of the ship. Soon everyone of the common people were in groups.
Thor wanted a head check.
Tents and canapés were set up all around the cliffs edge. Tony, Steve and Wanda helped with food and clothes. Walking around, Natasha noticed that only woman and children were being attended to first. It made her smile,
That’s when the soldiers came out, Thousands of soldiers. There weapons were gently laid down in a pile as they left the ship. Vision and Rogers moved to lead them toward a canapé, the soldiers even helped with the woman and children.
The Royal Tent was Ten to fifteen large canapés and old-fashioned war tents. Put together, the thin fabric was a beautiful reddish gold, large wooden posts held the fabric together.
As Natasha led the avengers in, the golden eyed man motioned toward the end of the fifteenth canapé. As they passed the others, Natasha saw a woman in a gold gown handling a bunch of kids, it made her smile.
Beds were also being set up, decorated as Old-fashioned Viking beds. Furs and blankets to keep warm. Until their actual town was built. Walking into what looked like a makeshift throne room, no doubt Loki or Thor’s friends demanded it.
Three chairs, similar to actual throne chairs that you would see at a dinner table, were side by side, the middle stood higher than the two at its sides. The middle was where Thor was sitting. She smiles, and the newly crowned king smiled back.
The chair to Thors right sat Loki, while the chair to his left sat empty. A table stood on n front of the chairs a bit away from them. Ah negotiations. The talk’s about laws and land. Boring, Natasha thought.
The ex Assassin noticed all the avengers were present. Steve, Sam, Bucky and Wanda stood to one side of the table closest to the empty chair. While Tony, Rhodes and vision stood to the other side closest to Lokis chair.
Ross, the Norwegian prime minister and Nick Fury sat at the table. Natasha motioned for Clint to sit beside nick. The golden eyed man moved to stand behind Thors chair as did the warriors three and Sif. Once everyone was seated nick spoke.
“This is Negotiations for shelter on Norwegian soil.”
Narrowing her eyes, Natasha saw Bruce move to stand by Loki.
Loki smirked at the word Negotiations before whispering towards Thor.
Loki started speaking, his eyes looking directly at the prime minister. They would trade harvest and crops with other farms and towns. Black smiths could build anything the country needed. Loki and the prime minister went back and forth with proposals. Thor weighed in his thoughts of training men to fight and self defense classes.
Back and forth it went, land ownerships and building. When Thor mentioned their father died on this cliffs edge, the prime minister agreed that where the refugee camp was would be where they built their homes. They talked about laws, Asgardian laws were much different then earth laws.
After that was done, Ross spoke up “and what about your army?”
Loki leaned forward in his chair with a smirk on his lips. “What about them?”
In came the God of lies, Natasha thought. She glanced back at Clint. The archer was glaring at Loki “Hm?” The God hums. Looking at Ross and Fury.
“You have near Five hundred soldiers,” Ross guessed.
“Yes, loosing two thousand by our sister Hela. Our numbers are small compared to what they use to be.” Loki says, his eyes narrowing. Thor looks towards Loki then and Natasha wonders if their numbers in soldiers weren’t so diminished.
Leaning back in his chair, the god of lies waved his hand. “The Einherjar are not soldiers for hire. They are the protectors of Asgard and Asgard is where they shall stay” Loki says.
The conversation turns after that the prime minister asking Thor a question on farming. Ross and fury forgotten. Soon it was Fury’s turn again this time they didn’t play, they asked about Lokis status as a war criminal and Thor froze.
“It wouldn’t matter, if New Asgard had no extradition.” Natasha muses.
“In which it does” Thor said this as he looked towards everyone that wanted to disagree with his direction. That seemed to sour Ross’s mood somewhat. Natasha didn’t seem to care, he was the cause of some of the avengers disagreements.
The conversation turned towards the building effort and what they would need to build a palace and homes for the people. Even tony offered money and resources to get wood and supplies.
The prime minister and Thor shook hands, and the camp was renamed New Asgard.
Once the negotiations ended everyone was herded out of the royal tent.
Clint followed Natasha through the makeshift camp. Heimdall and Loki could be seen at the cliffs edge. They were talking, Loki making all kinds of hand movements and gestures.
They were planning to rebuild the bifrost.
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Hour's past and soon food and shelter supplies were arriving. While the Asgardians had to sleep in tents, they made themselves due to being not from earth. Tony thought it would be best to buy the fur blankets that looked like a heater.
Each blanket was passed from family to family. Seeds for planting was given to the farmers. Food was passed around Tony, vision and pepper helped with that. Steve was helping put a blacksmith shop together once the wood arrived.
Once night came, Natasha and the avengers returned to the Royal canapé it was different from earlier, more wood around actually separating rooms from each other.
Out front two torches were lit, while two guards stood posted at the makeshift doors, as the group arrived. Walking through the canapé, each separate canapé was a bedroom. Each avenger was shown to one to sleep. Natasha and Clint however we’re closer to the “Royal wing” as she put it.
They passed Thor, who was already dead to the world.
Yeah, negotiations could do that to anybody. Natasha smiled.
“Loki, your tired. You need sleep” they heard as the passed the second canapé. They saw a woman slowly approaching Loki, the god didn’t look good at all. Passing them Natasha nearly smiled at the next one, six small beds. Children.
Finally, they came to their rooms, Natasha’s bed was a queen size bed of fur blankets and one for her to sleep under. Camping yay.
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Middle of the night.
Voices woke Fenrir and Hel up in the middle of the night, the older boy grabbed his sword before approaching the other side, two voices were heard arguing. One he recognized as Nick Fury and the other as Ross.
“You want to what” Nick Fury says in a harsh voice.
Fenrir narrowed his eyes but stayed silent as the talking continued.
“From the negotiations yesterday, Loki has six Children. Apparently, the myths got some features wrong, but he has a weakness.”
Fenrir noticed Fury crossing his arms and glaring at the man talking. He didn’t seem happy.
“Natasha and Clint are right next to that room. You think Clint Barton won’t stop you! Going after kids”
Hel nearly growled at the man’s next words “not if he wants to see his own family ever again. Oh yeah, Stark let that secret loose and I found them. A team is heading to pick them up now.”
Hel and Fenrir quickly ran back towards Heimdall. Ross wasn’t going to make a move on vali and Nari until he had Barton’s family as insurance.
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Barton farm
Sif, Fandral, Volstagg and Hogun all stood outside. the Barton farmhouse was large for a house but they watched as Princess Hel walked towards them silently.
The princess and princes grabbed the family. Before the agents arrived. Laura Barton held little Nate, while Fenrir kept his arms around copper and Lila.
Hel, the goddess of Death used her power to set the house aflame, and illusion three bodies for the agents to see. “Let’s get them back”
Fenrir, the oldest of Lokis children moved.
By the time they got back to the encampment, the sun was coming up. They led the Barton Ramiro the edge of the encampment, out of side of the buildings and populated area. Sneaking them into the Royal canapé from behind everyone was easy.
Sneaking by their mother, not so easy.
“And just where have you been!” Fenrir, Hel and the warriors three all froze at the sound of Princess Siygn. Her arms were crossed, and green eyes narrowed. She was not happy. Laura smiled knowingly. A mother knows her children.
Her narrowed eyes turn toward Sif and the warriors three. “King Thor has been looking for you four. better get to him” she hissed. The four quickly bowed in respect before leaving.
“Now, you two will settle mrs. Barton and her children in a room.”
They quickly did as they were told, getting Laura and her kids the very room Clint was Using. Laura happily went to sleep with the kids. Siygn then once the curtains hid the family from sight turned towards her children.
Siygn led her kids into their parents' bedroom. Sitting there in a chair was Clint Barton. She turned not giving them time to process Clint’s presence. “What were you two thinking. We are still in negotiations with Norway to stay here on top of your father's past history with earth!” She took a breath before continuing.
“Mother Ross wants to force fathers' hand! We overheard Him hatching his plan to fury. Both adults looked at each other before turning back toward the kids. “They want vali and Nari” that had the adult’s attention.
“They knew Clint Barton was a man of honor and wouldn’t allow it unless….” Fenrir looked away then.
“Unless he had insurance” Clint whispered softly.
“Hm, we will discuss this later” she turns towards Barton. “Your family is in your room.” With that she left them to face Clint’s wrath.
Not wanting to yell at a bunch of kids but at the same time, they did break into his house, burnt it down and oh my god they burnt his house down! Clint’s eyes shot towards the oldest.
“What were you kids thinking!” Clint decided yelling was a good idea.
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Third Day of Negotiations,
After the fiasco with Thors niece and nephews' little midnight adventure, everyone went back to bed without any problems for the rest of the night.
Morning came and with it the third day of Negotiations with the US government, the prime minister of Norway was already happy with their agreements. So, back in the makeshift Throne room, everyone was. This time at the middle table. Secretary Ross, Agent Ross, King T’Challa and of course, Nick fury.
Natasha walked in followed by the rest of Rogue avengers. Tony was standing by fury while Steve and Sam Wilson moved towards the end of the tent. This was going to be the worst part of Negotiations.
Negotiating with Secretary Ross.
Standing between Clint and Laura, the former shaking his head at one of Lokis kids. “So which one burnt the house down?” She whispered. The archer glares at her.
“Sorry”
“He’s blaming Loki and not the kids” Laura says, humor in her eyes as she look’s toward her Husband.
“That’s Unacceptable!” Ross snarled angrily.
Loki stood from his seat, the room went silent as The warriors three turned toward the humans with worried eyes. Loki wasn’t called silver tongue for nothing.
“What is unacceptable Secretary Ross, is your scheme to have two of my children kidnapped in Order to force my hand. What is unacceptable, is the fact to ensure this scheme you would kidnap a ally’s wife and children to tie his own hands” Loki started walking forward and Natasha worried he would kill Ross.
“What is undeniably unacceptable, Secretary Ross is that you did this on Foreign Soil. Your laws don’t apply here”.
To say she was impressed was definitely an understatement. Who knew Loki was a diplomat.
“What? You thought Directer Fury wouldn’t tell us.” The god sounded so smug.
“Did you all see that?” Natasha asked when Ross slowly sat down and lowered his eyes keeping his mouth shut.
“ apparently, you forget just who I am” green eyes narrowed on Ross. Glaring hatefully.
“I’m not called the god of lies for nothing”
What the hell did that mean!