Unknownfate

Chapter 142

While the Warriors Three and Sif sought to warn the Queen and bring Thor back, the Queen herself had already begun moving in her own way, quietly but decisively, as only a mother and a queen could.

Frigga might normally stay in her husband’s shadow, but she was by no means stupid; no, she was a wise queen who helped her foolish husband as best she could. Though it wasn’t easy, men were always troublesome.

And this family seemed to have the most troublesome men she had e...

Chapter 141

While Arthuria was addressing her people during the interview, someone else was also addressing their people, albeit in a far more direct manner.

Within the realm of the Gods, Asgard, the young prince, Loki Odinson, stood on the balcony of the golden palace. He was dressed in his finest clothes, with the Allfather’s own spear, Gungnir, in his hand.

He looked every bit the noble ruler. And before him, a vast number of people had gathered at his request.

He couldn’t...

Chapter 140

Across the city, in the small, cramped break room of a waste management facility on the outskirts of Camelot, two men sat hunched over a battered, grease-stained table, their stained, high-visibility jackets draped over the backs of their plastic chairs, the faint, sour smell of sweat and diesel fumes clinging to their clothes.

A small, battered television sat on the corner of the table, its cracked plastic casing held together with strips of duct tape and hope, the faint, flicke...

Chapter 139

Natasha Romanoff, Black Widow, and agent of SHIELD, had stayed around in Camelot for almost a full year now. Officially, she was on a mission, but it didn’t feel like it. She got to live with her sister, whom she reconnected with.

It wasn’t easy, it wasn’t smooth, but time heals all wounds.  That and the hope of true healing by serving their new king had all the other girls from the Red Room slowly come around to Natasha.

She was sure some still blamed her for ru...

Chapter 138

The echo of Doom’s declaration still hung in the air, the sheer audacity of it rippling through the assembly like a shockwave, leaving a stunned, uneasy silence in its wake. Whispers broke out among the delegates, panicked glances flickering between heads of state, some already calculating the ramifications, others merely struggling to process the sudden shift in the balance of power.

Then, a deep, smooth voice cut through the murmur of uncertain voices.

“Indeed,” Mag...

Chapter 137

The UN summit had truly gone off the rails.

It had been called to deal with Albion, to either find a way to impose sanctions on them, to starve them into submission, or to find some way of dealing with their military power and liberate the United Kingdoms.

Yet, with Arthuria showing up with Mordred, there was no way anyone dared to mention anything along those lines.

After all, Mordred looked mighty intimidating in that armour, and blood dripping down from her sword, ...

Chapter 136

“Magneto!”

“Impossible!” a Chinese diplomat snapped, his face pale, his hand clenching around the edge of his desk as if the polished wood might somehow shield him from the living legend that had just entered the room. “This... this is madness!”

Fury felt his pulse spike, his single eye narrowing as he watched the scene unfold, his mind racing to anticipate what would happen next. He had expected Arthuria to make a statement, to push back against the accusations...

Chapter 135

Fury had many other things he would rather be doing than attending this pointless meeting. He didn’t think it was something he should be involved with, being just pure politics, something that always disgusted him.

The Captain could wake up any day now, and he wanted to be nearby in case something didn’t go according to plan. There was also the fact that Magneto had appeared in Camelot personally, and hadn’t been seen leaving again, which gave him a headache.

All in a...

Chapter 134

“Very well,” I said, standing from my throne. My armor shifted with a faint clink of metal, the long, white cloak trailing behind me as I descended the steps. “Let us not delay any further. I have made a promise, and it is time I fulfilled it.”

Sprite nearly leapt out of Sersi’s grasp, her eyes wide and alight with anticipation. She had waited centuries for this moment, and despite her small frame, she managed to project a presence far larger than her size would suggest...

Chapter 133

“I admit, I didn’t expect that I would be hosting this many of the noble Eternals.” I said from atop my throne as I watched the lineup standing before me.

Sersi and Sprite have both been long-term guests of my kingdom, and over recent months, my castle.

Sprite enjoyed the freedom Camelot granted her, the ability to be treated as an adult, even if she was given some funny looks. The Eternals had pretended to be humans since they retired, hiding their extraordinary natu...

Chapter 132

I continued to explain things to her, wanting her and the nobles behind her to know my plans, or at least some of them. I hoped that she would support me, because while I didn’t need her support, I still wanted it.

Elizabeth set her cup down gently, the soft clink of porcelain against porcelain breaking the brief, thoughtful silence that had settled between us. Her sharp blue eyes met mine, a hint of something more cautious, perhaps even hesitant, flickering in their depths. 2025-05-19 19:37:05 +0000 UTC View Post

Chapter 129

(not sure how i missed this, but oh well, better late then very I guess)

Loki wished he hadn’t asked his mother for advice about this mysterious Arthuria. Clearly, she didn’t know anything, but instead seemed to think he had fallen in love, like he was some fool like Thor, ruled by his emotions.

Still, knowing that she knew nothing was something in and of itself. Clearly, whatever it was Odin knew, he kept to himself. For what reason? He would have figured that out slowly, but...

Chapter 131

On an otherwise unassuming day, the people of Camelot, and indeed, all of Albion, were treated to a rare event.

Camelot and the King of Knights were greeting a rare guest. The Duke of Lancaster, the former Queen of England, Elizabeth of Windsor. Ever since the two-day war and her short announcement, she hadn’t been seen much.

Only a single time since then, when she met the King of Knights, the once and future King Arthuria, to hand over the realm, did she show herself. 2025-05-18 10:57:04 +0000 UTC View Post

Chapter 130

Asgard wasn’t the only place where people had to leave disappointed, their hopes and dreams dashed in the face of the cruel reality.

For while the Warriors Three and Sif had to realize that getting down to the mortal realm was difficult on Midgard, people realized that ascending to the divine realm was also an impossible task.

Countless people came and went from Mjolnir, each trying to lift it, all failing.

Some locals even tried it more than once, but most couldn�...

Chapter 128

Loki’s fingers closed around the leather-wrapped handle of Mjolnir, the rough, ancient texture cool against his palm. He straightened, his sharp green eyes narrowing as he tightened his grip, the smooth leather creaking faintly beneath his touch.

For a brief, flickering moment, he allowed himself to imagine it — the rush of power, the crackle of lightning surging through his veins, the raw, unbridled might of the God of Thunder at his command.

He smirked, the corners of...

Chapter 127

Loki left the castle behind him as he walked out into the city itself. This time, he wasn’t stopped by the guards for walking around.

He had the reason explained to him; the only reason he was stopped was because he used magic.

Camelot and the realm of Albion forbid magic without official permission. Something he, a guest, didn’t have.

It was understandable, magic was powerful, and against foolish mortals who couldn’t defend themselves? Dangerous.

Now he h...

Chapter 126

I had to admit, I hadn’t expected that from Loki. To call me beautiful? Well, he wasn’t wrong, but I never saw him as the type to say such things… I could have sworn he loved himself. Though maybe that was a future version… or another variant?

Multiverse and timeline stuff made things confusing.

I decided to ignore his little comment and instead stick to the script I had prepared. 

“Greetings, Lord Loki, prince of Asgard, Lord Regent of the Nine Realms....

Chapter 125

Loki appeared on a grassy plane, with a brilliant white city standing in the distance.

He was surprised by the sight of it, given that it felt far beyond what he had expected from a mortal city. While he hadn’t paid much attention to Midgard, he had been here a few times in secret over the years.

And this looked nothing like those cities he had seen the last time he was here.

In fact, this city looked almost divine, nothing that belonged in this dirty mortal realm.<...

Chapter 124

News about the Hammer in Camelot quickly spread out of the White City and beyond Albion itself. And among the first to learn about it was SHIELD, and none other than its one-eyed director, Nick Fury.

He had had a really busy week. Honestly, he hadn’t had more than a few hours of sleep all week, and with the newest bit of news trickling in, he wasn’t expecting to get any either.

The past few days had been a whirlwind of chaos. First, the incident in Harlem. The rampage o...

Chapter 123

Thor, son of Odin, Prince of Asgard and future master of the nine realms, couldn’t help but feel strange as he stood in a queue with other mortals, all to get his chance to claim Mjolnir, his very own hammer.

For hours now, he had stood here, slowly moving forward one step at a time as mortal after mortal tried to claim his power, to become the new god of thunder. It was as irritating as it was humbling.

It really hammered into him the fact that he was now just another mo...

Chapter 122.5*

*(This chapter isn’t part of the main story; it's just a fun little thing I wanted to write. Because Mjolnir is pretty crazy in some aspects, even if, as a godly weapon, it's hardly even close to the level of Rhongomyniad.)

The line stretched out across the plaza, a slow-moving serpent of ambition and desperation, coiling its way around the statue of the Young King. At the base of the pedestal, bathed in the golden light of the afternoon sun, Mjolnir gleamed like a fallen star ...

Chapter 122

The knights mostly followed me back to the castle, their armored footsteps echoing off the polished stone streets of Camelot. They remained silent, their discipline unshaken despite the strange encounter at the statue.

They had heard my command, and I trusted them to obey it. Even Mordred, with all her rebellious fire, had chosen to stay by my side, her red armor clinking softly as she walked just a step behind me.

I knew they would not touch the hammer. My knights were not...

Chapter 121

The man’s inability to lift the mysterious hammer soon earned him a shower of amused laughs, much to his displeasure. “If you guys are so strong, why don’t you give it a try? This thing is far heavier than it looks,” he defended himself.

And in response to his words, plenty of people who just stood around watching couldn’t help themselves from stepping up.

“Step aside,” one man said, rolling up his sleeves. “Let a real man show you how it’s done.”

...

Chapter 120

The morning after the free storm, Camelot was back in full swing. There didn’t seem to be anything different. And other than a few flashes of strange light, nothing had really happened the night before.

So people quickly moved past it all, though it was still the talk of the town.

And it didn’t take them long to notice a few things being out of the norm.

The knights of the Round Table seem to be abnormally active. In the age of social media, it was hard to hide an...

Chapter 119

The people of Camelot weren’t used to bad weather; it was almost as if the city had somehow been spared from it over the past year. So this sudden storm did catch them somewhat by surprise.

Yet, they weren’t too concerned, they were slowly starting to learn about all the strange things out in the world, magic and mutants being among those.

And among those, magic and mutants, they had learned about some who could manipulate the weather. One was named Storm, and could ind...

Chapter 118

The resplendent realm of the gods, Asgard, was trapped under a strange cloud of silence. The normally lively realm of the Norse Gods was without its endless feasts, without the legendary brawls and fights.

The entire realm seemed to be holding its breath, as if waiting for something.

The golden halls of Asgard have seen much since their ancient creation: Countless wars, bloody conquests, and peace—a golden age of peace for the nine realms under the rule of Odin, the All-F...

Chapter 117

Albion, the kingdom of knights, of magic, of legend, and of mutants. It was indeed a land of many things, of many people, it was a land that was beginning to see peace and a bright future.

The land was ruled by the legendary King of Knights, Arthur Pendragon, who had returned from the dead to lead the realm once more.

The king, now known as Arthuria Pendragon, worked tirelessly for the good of her nation. The people rarely saw the king; in fact, they had never seen his face...

Chapter 116

Fury didn’t rush. He sipped his black coffee like a man with nowhere to be and all the time in the world. That, more than anything, put me on edge.

He was composed. Calm. Curious. And entirely too casual for someone surrounded by several enhanced individuals, any one of whom could’ve wrecked this place with a sneeze.

But I suppose that was Nick Fury’s whole deal, wasn’t it?

“I like to know who’s walking through my country,” he said smoothly, eye roaming ...

Chapter 115

“Dad, are we there soon? I’m bored!” Mordred called out for the millionth time, or at least it felt like it.

Packing up didn’t take long, though apparently Jessica was mistaken about something, and didn’t get that she was coming with us.

I wasn’t about to just leave her here. I might have saved her from that purple dressed guy, but I had also dragged her into a world of new problems.

The Hand was after her, and apparently, Mordred had caused enough problem...

Chapter 114

Mordred and Jessica had been growing increasingly bored since they moved out of their apartment in Hell’s Kitchen.

Stark had given them a new place to live, though Matt had turned it down, and instead just gone back to his own place and life.

After all, he was the only one of them with a place of his own and the only one to wear a mask, meaning he could go back without getting hunted down.

Neither Mordred nor Jessica had done that, so the Hand was after them, not to...