12 Chapter 12: (1/2)

〰 Khole 〰

”We must return to our ome in Folkvanger. They will be excited that you are returning home, Skola.” The copper-haired woman says out loud. Her cold purple eyes staring down at me while I held onto Cade- or Dylan. She was wearing pretty armor much like what I was wearing, the golden plates making her b.r.e.a.s.t.s rise and her feathered skirt flowed around her.

The sword she had dangled against her thigh.

”Yes. I am not sure if Lady Odin will be happy to know she is still around with her Valkyrie power, but that is alright.” The raven-haired woman smiles softly, though she clearly wore a necklace of teeth that looked scary. She wore a similar outfit to the bronze-haired, but hers was a slick silver that looked so Syfy.

Other than the copper-haired woman, she had a long spear and twin daggers strapped to her high boots that showed her tantalizing skin above.

”It's a good thing we are apart of Freya's war-maidens. Lady Odin does not need to know of the news so quickly.” Another woman speaks up, her brown hair short as she nods at her outspoken thoughts.

She was wearing a tight bra with several knives all around her chest, legs, and arms. The woman was wearing what looked to be a bikini in the middle of winter. Which made no sense.

”You know Lady Odin. She knows everything before we know anything. I am surprised that not more Valkyries were called to the calling. You-”

”Um... Excuse m-me?” I squeak when all six of their purple gazes looked at me causing me to shrink further into Dylan. ”W-Who are you all?” I ask them, unsure of who these women were as the stared at me as if I was stupid.

”What are you speaking of Skola? We are your sistren. It's me Agalana the sharpshooter.” The woman with frizzy black hair speaks, the bow on her back along with all the small guns and gadgets emphasizing her name. Her feathered dress was the most covered up out of the women, but you could still see her legs and some of her cleavage.

”I-I'm sorry... B-But who is this S-Skola?” I question them, each of them sharing a look when my master snickered from the place he was tied up. His bruised faced terrorizing me while I backed further into Dylan's body. Not caring he lied to me right at the moment.

”Skola is dead. I killed her myself.” My master laughs while Agalana and the copper-haired woman spun around and grabbed him from the ground.

”What are you talking about?! Skola is right there!” Agalana yells angrily when he grinned at her with a dark look.

”No... That's her clone. I harvested her alive so I could create another one, only now this one has her powers. She was my pet. My slave.” He sneers as I looked down at the ground in shame that quickly turned into anger.

I am so done with him.

”I may be a clone, but that doesn't make me any less of a person!” I shout at him, standing up and walking over to him. ”You've only given me the strength and reason to kill you!” I scream, feeling my eyes tear up while I felt arms wrap around me.

”It's alright. I've got you.” Dylan mumbles against my hair as I tried pulling away from him but failing miserably.

”I hope you die a thousand deaths,” I whisper, feeling myself crumble against Dylan when the women shared a look again.

”Well. This all makes sense now. She's not acting like our Skola... Skola then truly pa.s.sed away.” The raven-haired girl mumbles, Agalana falling the ground with sorrow plastered on her face while the two ginger-haired girls comforted her.

The only person who seemed unaffected by the news of this Skola's death was the copper-haired girl. She merely stared at me intensely then glanced over at the snickering man who owned me for all my life.

Before I realized what happened, she threw her long blade into my master's throat and gifted him a slow and antagonizing death. Her purple eyes were emotionless as she looked at me again and crossed her arms.

”I am Hrudra the cold beast.” She introduces the name explaining why she was so... dead.

”I am Hjala the orges huntress.” The raven-haired girl nodded with a saddened smile when Agalana stared at me with hope blooming in her eyes.

”I am Valrun the runner of light.” The woman with frizzy black hair introduces with an uncomfortable wave making me step back into Dylan's grasp.

”I am Getha the twin of mischief.” One of the ginger-haired girl's introduces, her eyes a dark purple.

”I am Sevetha the twin of truth.” The other ginger-haired girl nods to me, her eyes were a light purple.

”You truly don't remember any of us...?” Agalana asks me with hope when I shook my head and held onto the arms that held me.

”I-I'm sorry...” I mumble, shaking my head and giving them a sympathetic smile. Agalana seemed like she was about to burst in tears as Hrudra pulled her blade from my master's throat and slipped it into her belt.

”We should leave this place. It may be safe now, but we Valkyries are unknown to this area. Not that I mind murdering anything that comes near me.” Hrudra shrugs with a dark smile that made me s.h.i.+ver.

”Come. My home will be op-”

”Oh no. There is an abandoned Valkyrie home nearby. Though we have to pay the ghouls again.” Hjala tells us, the Valkyries looking at Getha as she frowns and wiggles her copper hair. Her twin's hair cut very short for some reason.

”I really hate you all...” Getha mumbles as the Valkyries snickered and threw rocks at her.

”Come now. Stop this play ladies. We are supposed to be scary.” Hrudra growls at the ladies who were crackling with laughter while turning to us. ”You are welcomed to come if you like. I'd advise Skola and her mate to come with us so they can learn more about what is to come now that your powers are awakened.” She tells me.