While Fenrir escorts his new guests to meet an Elder, Valhalla has been greeted with another.
Somewhere in the cosmos sat a temporal plane and within that plain, a realm known as Asgard. Similar to Olympus and Aaru, Asgard is ruled by Fenrir's Grandfather, Odin.
"Father, the feast you asked for is soon to begin." A man whom seemed young, his chest and exposed pot like belly showing. A his beard braided down to the middle of his chest and hair short to his ears.
An older man sat staring out into the cosmos with one eye through the open window beside him. His beard shorter than his sons. "I fear this feast may be our last, my son." The man stands up slowly and turns to his son. "Thor… Summon Heimdall and Loki."
Thor understood and soon left the room. Odin stood in front of his throne, taking his spear in hand. "Hugin, Munin! Come forth my old friends." He called out. Within a minute, two black ravens fly in through the window and land in front of him. "Find the other Fenrir. I am certain he knows what is about to happen." The Ravens look at one another before taking off back through the window. "Geri and Freki," he speaks as the two wolves run in from another room. "Our Fenrir is currently caged within the World Tree. Take this Runestone to Tyr. This will allow him to take you both and Fenrir to the other one." Odin spoke softly as he knelt low for the wolves. Both had identical patterns, however the one on the left had golden eyes while the other had white. The one on the right gently took the Runestone from his masters moth gently in his mouth then glanced up to the old man. He old man gently stroked the tops of their heads before sitting back. "Now go before it is too late."
The wolves bow their heads before leaving the room. Odin sighs softly to himself before taking his spear and stands up. His bones almost creaking as he walks down the throne steps and leaves the throne room. As he left the room he could hear the laughing and cheering already commencing while Thor, Loki, and Heimdall stood outside the Banquet hall.
"I had wondered if you saw it as well, lord Odin." Heimdall spoke softly as they watched their people feast.
"I did… It is too late to evacuate as that beast grows closer. T'is a shame… I wish I had seen 'Nightmares' plot sooner." Odin held his spear tightly. "I have failed you as a king… And a father…" As his words echoed through the hall, both his sons placed their hands on his shoulder as a tear slowly dripped down his cheek. It was at this moment he sensed their demise. "I will see you all in Valhalla… My boys…" In that instant, there were no screams, only cheering and laughter, until he silence and darkness spread through the old wide man's eye.
Fenrir, stood over the ledge of the realm he ruled over, staring down at the world he and Dogma ruled together when a pain flared up around his heart.
"You sense it too brother?" Hel rushed over to her brother while holding Jormungandr in her arms.
"I did… Grandfather sent the other me along Tyr and Grandfather's wolves." Fenrir spoke softly but Hel and Jormungandr could hear the pain and anger in his voice.
"Odin foresaw their demise with only mere moments left." Anubis turned the corner and stood behind the siblings. "We must act before there are more losses."
If it had not been for Hel placing her hand on Fenrir's shoulder, his aura would have burst out agaisnt Anubis. "I know… But there are more variables than before. The Elders have almost crumbled except for the Master. So whom could wipe out Olympus and Asgard within moments each?" Too many questions to be answered in Fenrir's mind. First Beelzebub and Marchosias, now this.
"Mother you shouldn't be walking!" Nendrerth rushes to her mother as she lips out of her room through the corridors.
"It's Nightmare…" Thinly pale woman limped chin though the doorway and leaned agaisnt it. "My Master's first creation…" She stared up at Fenrir with a concerned gaze. "It's the being Chaos had been born from." Nendrerth stood beside her being careful. "He saw its destructive potential and banished it to a prison realm."
"Your master created it? I thought the four of you gained your powers through the Eons…" Fenrir's gaze turned as his eyes started to glow. "What are you not telling me, Vania…" His voice was low as he was keeping his aura back for her safety.
"There is a third version of you… Fenrir… He has yet to show himself to any of us for Centuries, but he is you…" Vania spoke softly looking down. "I told Nieo but I will tell you this now… That man Was you from another timeline and gave us Elders a chance…"
Everyone on the balcony fell silent. The siblings, Anubis, and even Nendrerth and Vania.
"All I wanted was to undo my mistake… Why has this timeline been so confusing…" He relaxes slightly and closes his eyes. So he can think.
"Alright… I'll figure that out later. Right now we need to help out Ra and Aaru before Nightmare hits." He glanced back at Anubis as Set walks into view. "Can you two get us there before Nightmare?"
Set smirks to Fenrir's question. "Do you even need to ask? I even have a friend who may want to fight Nightmare."
Anubis' ear twitches once he catches on. "You're not thinking of putting him up with Nightmare are you??"
"Should I even ask?" Fenrir looks at the two with a worried look.
Anubis turns back to Fenrir and sighs heavily. "Aphophis…"