Lost and Found

Chapter Five: Dungeons and Dragons

Sorry about the wait. I've been busy with track and stupid capstones. All these projects are stressful and I've kind of lost motivation to write this story. I really don't know where Snow Bros is going. I know the beginning and the end, but the middle part is always the hardest.

Chapter Five: Dungeons and Dragons

A painful headache pulsed at the base of Hela's neck. She groaned and flicked her raven colored hair out of her face. She sat up and surveyed her surroundings. She was still wearing her battle armor, so at least she had some protection from further attacks.

A small sliver of light shone through a crack in barred window that was set out of reach in a stone wall. Thick, metal bars made up the fourth wall of the square room. Two more stone walls separated the larger room into small compartments. Almost on sight, Hela realized that she was stuck in a medieval-like dungeon.

The air was cool and slightly damp. The metal doors were covered in condensation.

She sat up and crossed her legs Indian style. The hard floor was dirty and uncomfortable.

"Hello?" Hela whispered. There was no response, so Hela got up and carefully made her way to the bars. She peered out, but it was too dark to see anything over ten feet in front of her. In the little light from the window, she guessed that there were more little cells like hers.

A shuffling noise from the cell to the right caused Hela to scurry back into her cell. Basic instinct and several movies that she had seen told Hela to wait and not engage until she determined whether or not the situation was hostile or not.

More shuffling ensued and a loud electrifying sound accompanied with a pained "Ow!" rang out in the still air. Loud curses quickly followed.

Hela smiled at the comical situation; she knew who it was right away.

"Jormungandr, are you alright?" Hela called quietly through the wall.

A few more curses were uttered before she got a response.

"Don't touch the bars, sis. They're electrified," Jormungandr replied sourly.

"Shocking," Hela muttered to herself. Of course whoever their captors were would think about rigging the prison against them. She glanced around. The window was too small to crawl through. She doubted that she could punch through the stone walls. She tried shadow-traveling, but something was blocking her powers.

"Jormy, I think we're stuck," Hela said.

"You think?" Jormungandr grunted.

A loud thud quieted the two down. They could hear someone struggle to their feet. A sudden zap of energy from the electrified bars was followed by a pained "What the frick-frack?!"

Hela smirked. "The bars are electrified, Fenris."

"Yeah, I figured that out," Fenris replied, his voice a little more distant than Jormungandr's.

"Where are we?" Fenris asked.

Hela couldn't see him, but she could tell that Jormungandr shrugged.

"Who knows. Maybe if Sleipnir wakes up, he could possibly teleport us out of here," Jormungandr replied.

As if on cue, they could hear a soft groan from the cell left of Hela's. It was so quiet in the still air that they could hear the person get up.

"Sleipnir, don't touch the bars!" Fenris called.

"Duly noted," a soft, woman's voice replied.

"Sigyn?" Hela asked.

"Yes," she replied. "I suppose Sleipnir isn't awake yet?"

"Well, he did get hit by the majority of the blast," Jormungandr pointed out.

He was right. The sudden ambush at home surprised all of them...

One moment they were getting ready for bed, and the next, someone appeared in their backyard. Sigyn had noticed it first, and all she got in return was a large cut on her right arm. The kids had rushed downstairs, only to find a hooded figure in black holding an unconscious Sigyn. Jormungandr, being the short-tempered brave-heart that he was, had charged the figure. The figure, with one flick of it's wrist, had caused Jormungandr to trip and almost fall on top of his battle axe.

Sleipnir had swung his viking longsword after the figure dropped Sigyn and went after Jormungandr, but the figure ducked and he got his sword stuck in the wall. Fenris tried to freeze the creature, with no luck.

Hela had also tried to overpower the creature, but the creature had raised it's hand. It was too late. A powerful blast had shaken the house's foundation. Sleipnir pushed Hela out of the way, taking the brunt of the blast. The last thing that Hela remembered before she blacked out was being dragged to the backyard and watching through blurry vision, the ground burn around her and a bright light.

Hela shuddered at the fight. It the quickest fight that she had ever been overpowered. Something was off. It was very unlikely for one creature to win against five trained Asgardian warriors. It was odd that they were even alive. If the creature could defeat them that easily, then why were they alive?

A terrifying thought popped in Hela's head. "The pizza man!" she exclaimed.

"The who-man?" Jormungandr asked, his voice muffled a bit through the thick, stone wall.

"The pizza man," Hela repeated. "I remember feeling a bit sick after eating the pizza. They might have poisoned the food!"

It was quiet as the group processed the thought. It did seem reasonable. If they were off their game, that would explain why the creature was able to beat them so easily.

"What about dad?" Fenris asked after a while.

"He went for a walk after dinner," Sigyn said. There was silence as a sinking feeling settled over them. "Oh Norns! What if they attacked him? He was by himself! Oh Loki!"

Hela could hear Sigyn collapse in worry. She was worried about her father, but it was too early to start worrying about things that might not be true. All she could was hope that he was alright and out there searching for them.

"Hey. He might still alright. We don't know for sure that the creature went after him too," Hela said, trying to comfort Sigyn.

"Yeah. He might be looking for us," Jormungandr added.

Sigyn sniffed. "But we can't rely on just hope. We need to get out of here," Sigyn said.

Light suddenly flooded the dark dungeon as an unseen door creaked open.

"Oh boy," Fenris muttered. "Let's just hope that they're here to help."

He couldn't be more wrong.

A bright light bathed the cells in pure energy, knocking the four of them unconscious.

More coming soon! School is almost out (just a week left), so I won't have a laptop to type on. Its that time of year again where I have to do all this writing on my phone, so updates may take longer than usual. Please review since it gives me motivation to update sooner.