underthorshammer (
underthorshammer) wrote in
nine_realms2015-03-19 03:01 am
The Wayward Nephew
Gods rarely had to deal with their consequences, being gods and all. However, sometimes even they couldn't get away with it. This tended to be the case when a Scion was born. Thor's tryst with the human woman from Chicago wasn't more than a one night stand and it was likely the large warrior didn't even remember her. It could've easily been ignored if a son hadn't been born and that son hadn't eventually started being plagued with powers he didn't understand nor could control.
This was when Odin told Loki he had to go deal with this. Thor had more 'important' things to do. Besides, the kid who Odin hadn't even bothered learning his name or much else about him was in jail. Clearly this situation was beneath the chosen one.
As far as Zach knew, he had no father and his mother was some tramp he ran away from a year ago. Whatever they could both go fuck off for all he cared. He didn't need anyone and he certainly didn't need those losers.
The officer told him that he was in jail because the juvy hall was full. Zach didn't buy that. It was just one more asshole on a power trip and he didn't have anyone to stand up for him. That's was cool. Zach didn't need it. These punks didn't scare him. Not even when he started having those headaches like he had lately while sitting in a crowded holding cell. Visions of a strange place with people in robes and a grand castle flitted through his mind. It had to be the last trip he was on having lingering effects, that's all it was. He wasn't crazy. He couldn't explain why things were breaking so easily in his hands but he was sure there was a reason that had nothing to do with him.
This was when Odin told Loki he had to go deal with this. Thor had more 'important' things to do. Besides, the kid who Odin hadn't even bothered learning his name or much else about him was in jail. Clearly this situation was beneath the chosen one.
As far as Zach knew, he had no father and his mother was some tramp he ran away from a year ago. Whatever they could both go fuck off for all he cared. He didn't need anyone and he certainly didn't need those losers.
The officer told him that he was in jail because the juvy hall was full. Zach didn't buy that. It was just one more asshole on a power trip and he didn't have anyone to stand up for him. That's was cool. Zach didn't need it. These punks didn't scare him. Not even when he started having those headaches like he had lately while sitting in a crowded holding cell. Visions of a strange place with people in robes and a grand castle flitted through his mind. It had to be the last trip he was on having lingering effects, that's all it was. He wasn't crazy. He couldn't explain why things were breaking so easily in his hands but he was sure there was a reason that had nothing to do with him.
