As i looked through the goods available a plan came to mind, i told the girl to go outside, i looked at the guy in the car who i knew would intervene as soon as he had a reason, then the dozy cop who was the one stopping me from running off, he had the controller which would disable me if he decided, i knew the ankle brace was the only way i’d be stopped, i had to get it off, the area around here was rough, too rough for the cops to come without riot gear, i had around six hours before they mobilised but i myself was worried about a certain gang, they could even stop me, as a demi god i’d not be worried anyone except them, they’d been the ones who’d got me caught in the first place, the old gods had sent them. I got the ketchup and put some on my neck, pocketed some chalf and i stepped back and the guy outside charged in, the cop was knocked over and he dropped the control, i jumped and caught it then ran out, i started running towards the estate. Onyx, who was my fylgjur, a sort’ve old guardian angel, except she wasn’t my double, she’d been sent one last time to live a normal life, but we’d felt some sort of bond, i suspected it was heimdeil helping me, she called and told me to go left and i knew the disir would be hunting me, she ran up to me and the moment was perfect, she embraced me and i felt at peace, i heard a piercing shreak in the distance, i was worried now as it meant they weren’t instructed to be stealthy, she turned and ran up a road then with a graceful leap she jumped over a barrier and down to the safehouse, which was set up under a bridge, which may have started some of the local myths. As i got to the safehouse i went inside and set up a barrier, drawing runes on each doorway, i started gathering crystal to merge into weapons, my fylgjur asked for three, which changed instantly into a fine dagger, i made swords which fit to my arms and i could extend by clenching my fists, i also attached some to my fingerless gloves which i decided would be used for punching, i then started drawing the symbols which i could appeal to the gods with, i closed my eyes and sat still, I saw heimdall coming down into the symbols I drew, then gathering in the middle, he was a tall well built person, with a mighty beard, but a disturbed face, he said i should get moving, the police had been alerted, i felt another presence and jumped up, to a blade to the neck.

The man from the car truced so i couldn’t attack him, he said he’d had to trace me and we’d met briefly, he seemed nice and he had seen me with lesser versions of the weapon i wanted, we set off and gathered crystal from who we could, when we had it he made the weapon i’d been seen with, i made it regardless and he complained, said it was wrong, however he’d not earnt the plans, i was annoyed but he’d betrayed me, i planned to dispatch him as soon as i had chance, i vowed to duel him, i’d ask when the more important things like my situations had been taken care of, i got on a train and went into myself to think, the story will continue when something of note happens.

The high ones are bearin down on me, i’ll have to finish this else they’ll succeed, they should get back to where they belong, i’ve just not had the opportunity or the time to set things in motion, i know i should but it’s easier to put it off and deal with the now.