Usually I write about family and culture on this blog, but being an author I sometimes post a preview of what I´m writing at the moment.
This is some of what I wrote today. It´s for the upcoming novel 'Fyrkat' about how Norse Mythology is really derived from aliens visiting our planet 1000 years ago - I bet you didn´t know that, did you?? ;-)
Anyway, this is part of Chapter 15: The Aseir Watchmen, so sit back and relax. If you get to the end, please tell me what you think...
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Thor
was sitting in his chair aboard ‘The Mjolner’ looking at his screens when Loke
appeared in the door. “Everything should be in place,” Loke said and approached
his commander. They both had a feeling of awe being here again after all that
time. “So much pain and suffering,” Thor sighed. He had his eyes fixed on the
virtual screen, where he could follow almost every move of every living thing
down on the planet surface.
“Some times I wonder, if it was all worth it,” Loke
replied. This statement made Thor turn his head in anger. “What?” he said, “Of
course it´s worth it. Where would we be, if we hadn´t done, what we did?” He
calmed down and lowered his voice. “Where would they be?” he muttered. Loke
was used to Thor´s temper and was probably the only one on the ship, who wasn´t
intimidated by it. “Well, I don´t know where we would be,” he said, “but
chances are... they wouldn´t be at all. The Yetten fleet would most certainly
have destroyed them. Maybe even demolished the whole planet to bits and pieces.”
There
was a short silent moment before Loke asked the question that had been burning
inside of him for more than a millenium. “I still don´t get it, Thor,” he said,
“why do the Yetten see these people as such a threat? I mean, come on...! When
we first discovered them, they had barely figured out how to make fire, let alone
weapons.” He shook his head while speaking his mind and he hoped Thor would at
least try to answer his question this time, though he never had before. It was
almost as if the answer to that simple question hurt Thor physically.
In all
the years, Loke and Thor had commanded ‘The Mjolner’ together, Thor had a thing
for these humans, but ever since they left a millenium ago, he hadn´t wanted to
talk about it - ever. Not a single word. Loke had a feeling that Thor knew much
more about the humans than he wanted to share. And it was rather likely to be
true. Thor had had access to time travel on a level that noone else in the
entire Aseir civilization could even dream of having.
Thor turned off the
screen and faced Loke. He had an expession on his face that Loke hadn´t seen
before. As if he was sad and happy at the same time. Thor padded Loke once on his
shoulder. “All in good time, Loke,” he said, “all in good time.”
Thor
started walking to the door and they both walked down the corridor together.
Loke felt a sort of relief when he realized that everything was going to change
soon. It was almost as in the old days where he and Thor fought fierce battles
against the Yetten fleet and Loke hadn´t had that feeling for a very long time.
He felt it in every bone and his body seemed to react on it straightening up
and walking tall and proud down the corridors.
The crew seemed to notice as
well and as they passed groups of two or three Aseir warriors many of the crew
stopped to turn their heads and follow their comanders with their eyes. Quite a
few of them even showed smiles as they felt the warm flooding of a coming
battle. Loke was both pleased and annoyed. He knew, what the crew didn´t: that
even though a battle was coming, it was not for the Aseir warriors to
fight.
Thor hadn´t told him. Not in so many words. But still, Loke knew that
this battle would be fought on Earth mostly by the humans and he felt bad about
not being able to tell his fellow warriors the truth. After all, they were
warriors and they had a right to be right in the center of this fight.
The
both of them finally arrived at the destination on the ship and entered the
transportation room. Thor opened the virtual screen by waving his hand over the
console and up came a clear view of a small Island in the northern hemisphere
of the planet. He drew a circle around a white stone building on the Island and
zoomed in. Looking up at Loke, who had placed himself on the opposite side of
the console he punched in the code for down transportation. “Ready?” he asked.
Loke nodded and Thor punched the red button on the console.
There
was a bright white light and their bodies began dissolving like a cloud of
smoke on a windy day till they finally disappeared.
***
”Come on, guys!” Jeppe was eager to get inside the church and tried hurrying
up the others. ”Where are you going?” Jenny asked in confusion as Jeppe went
away from the church instead of toward it. ”We need to get the key first,” he
replied with his back to them, ”I would prefer not to break in through a three
inch thick door, if you don´t mind.” Jenny looked at Mike, who shrugged and
picked up his bag to follow their Danish friend to a small house a few hundred
yards down the road. ”Coming?” Jenny addressed Jim, who hadn´t moved.
He shook
his head. ”No, I´d like to wait here, if that´s okay?” he said, ”I want to have
a look at the church from the outside before we go in.” She started running to
catch up with Jeppe and Mike with a ”suit yourself, Jim. See ya in a while” and
Jim approached the church to have a look around.
It was by far the smallest
church he had ever seen in his life and he couldn´t for the world understand
why anyone would want to build such a thing instead of just having services at
the inn or something. The church walls were white from top to one foot from the
buttom and the lowest foot was painted pitch black. In many ways it was exactly
like some of the old farm building on the Island and on the mainland for that
matter. The sun was shining bright from the sky, but as a cloud gathered around
the Island it was a bit darker than before.
Jim welcomed it, because the white
church walls almost hurt his eyes when he looked at them and he really wanted
to have a closer look at the markings on the walls. From a distance they seemed
to be only small iron crosses, but as he came closer he saw there was something
more to it. Most of the crosses were nothing special and probably had the
purpose of holding the wall together in its weakest spots, but with a few of
them the tips of the two strings weren´t inward bent as you would expect.
Instead, these few crosses´ tips bent outwards and behind them were two small
rings carved into the wall in such a way that the bending of the strings were
exactly in the middle between the two rings. He touched one of them and jolted
his hand back.
It wasn´t sharp, but the tip felt like it was connected to
electricity and he had a small electric chock. He took of his rucksack and
searched inside it. Then he found what he was looking for: a pencil. He held
the pencil in his hand and approached the tip again, this time using the tip of
the pencil.
Tsscichtz! He didn´t even touch it before it sent sparks out and he
automatically jumped back a bit. The two rings behind the iron cross started
glowing and it wasn´t before now that he realized how dark it was around him.
The glowing cross lit up a spherical shaped area about 10 feet from it and grew
in size while shifting color from dim red over dark yellow, light yellow and
further over to a white continously brightening light till his eyes hurt. He
backstepped and hit a stone with his foot tripping backwards and landing on the
other side of the stone still with his eyes fixed on the church wall. Though he
couldn´t see the circles nor the iron cross there was no question that they
were the origin of the light. Then something started to take form inside the
light. As if a cloud of dust swirled together and kept intensifying pressure
and the shape of a person began to take form right in front of him.
Then he
realized it wasn´t just one person, but two. Both of them rather tall and
musculous. Swiisjch! The sound like a rock ´n roll CD being played backwards
extremely fast accompanied the shrinking bubble of light and everything
disappeared. Everything but two red bearded men with strange clothes, who
looked right at him...
”Did you see that, Jimmy?” he heard Jenny shout somewhere behind him as she
ran up the gravel path of the church, ”It was dark all of the sudden and then
there was this strange bright light and....” Then she stopped talking and there
was a short silence, before they could both hear Mike´s voice savouring the
moment.
”Wauw...” he said eyes wide open leaving his jaw on his chin. Then he
seemed to pick himself up just enough to make a joke. ”This... this is exactly
like playing ’World of Warcraft’... Wauw!”
