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Thor

Ever since he remember, his parents raised him as a warrior. No wonder, when you live in a country where power is acquired by force. His people for centuries conquered other nations, remained the collected racketeering and theft.Thor grew into a remarkably strong man. He could kill himself many enemies, and once, when he was still a young man, alone killed the bear. Has proven his power and soon became the head of a military branch. Warriors fell in love with his violent, ruthless and angry leader. It became clear that they will follow him to the end of the world, for the treasures and the virgins who were waiting for them. One day, when the sun slowly disappeared behind the peaks of high mountains, the warriors encountered on their journey to the small village. It consisted of maybe ten small houses, pen full of goats and cows, and one modest paddy field. Thor didn`t wait for release the order. Barbarians, armed from head to toe, angry and hungry attacked the defenseless people. There wasn`t mercy for anyone. Soon houses began to burn, they kill animals without sparing, even the young. Thor riding on his mount was in the middle of the village. He looked around, wanting to know what his warriors are doing. Some of them killed men, some animals, while others take the womens. Their screams could be heard everywhere. But Thor didn`t care about it. Suddenly, the corner of his eye he saw a hut still intact. He smiled to himself, wondering what treasures are there waiting for him. He kicked his horse`s reins and galloped towards the house. Still on the run, Thor dismounted. His steps were heavy, but the chaos of burning village was louder. Thor didn`t know which will be behind the door, so do not knock. He broke them and immediately went inside. At the outset, only to hear a wild, slightly high-pitched cry. Then he felt something metal hitting in his chest. And when he looked down …
"A very brave little girl!" He laughed out loud at the sight of black-haired girl holding a frying pan in her hand. Her cheeks was wet with tears, breathing heavily and incomparably. Without a doubt, she was scared to death. Thor wasn`t surprised. After a while he realized that the girl was actually a boy. Very young with a delicate body composition. There was something enchanting, something that has made Thor didn`t want to kill him. That in the soul of the Blonde appeared a strange, unknown feeling. He wanted to come to the frightened boy and hug him, offer hospitality. It was such a new feeling that Thor took a step back.

Loki

Loki just got back from the trip to the forest. He had been told that the little girl next door was sick, so he - as a doctor - he had to gather some herbals to help the little poor one. He pulled the shoes really fast, boiled water and put herbals inside the pot.
Suddenly, he heard a loud scream. He dropped the pot which he was holding and run to the window. His heart stopped beating. Nearest house was burning. There were a lot of tall, muscular mens in the centre of his little village. Every one of them was holding weapon: knives, swords, axes and a lot of things which Loki had never seen in his life, but somehow knew that they were really dangerous. They had to be warriors. This kind of warriors which were known of their brutality, their liking to kill innocent, helpless people, even the kids...
He caught a glimpse of tall, strong blonde - he seemed to be the leader of the warriors - approaching to his house.
Oh God. No. No! Od my, Loki didn't want to die, he was too young, God, he was barely nineteen years old! He wanted to live. But what he could do? Really, what? Running away just wasn't an option: there were fields behind his house and if one of those men would notice him - he was sure they would - they just shoot him. They had bows and arrows.
He did the first thing which crossed his mind when the door flew open. He took a big frying pan and hit the intruder with it. The man was saying something, even laughing - what? A girl? No, Loki wasn't a girl, even if he looked like one, and oh god,, warrior tought he was a girl, he was going to rape him! Boy didn't wait. He hit the man again, this time harder. He used the moment of blonde's dictraction and run into the corner of the room. He didn't really think when he just poured the hot, boiling water onto his hands, when trying to burn the other man. It hurt, but he didn't really care. Not right now. Pot slipped out of his hands and fell onto the floor: hot water splashed around and forced the intruder to take another step back. Loki instinctively jumped on the little table and opened the window. He didn't manage to get out: man catched his ankle and, litteraly, pulled him down back to the floor.
- Please, just do not kill me, please!