Page 60 of Chaos Unleashed

Grey shrugs, “Sort of, it’s really complicated.”

“How the fuck did she pick them up?” H asks Hades.

“I mean, technically, I didn’t. I tried, but they’re too fucking heavy, so I had to use my magic to tip them into a pocket of the Void,” I explain.

H smiles at me, as he reaches for me and pulls me down onto his lap. A quick look around at the others shows that they’re all looking extremely amused, and none of them seem to be concerned that I’m sitting on his lap. I’m just going to go with it for now.

“You shouldn’t have been able to touch them at all,” he explains. “Although, I’m beginning to see that the usual rules don’t apply to you.”

“They never have,” Kill grins, looking incredibly proud.

“They wouldn’t have appeared to her if she wasn’t able to handle them,” Grey adds.

“Just add it to the growing pile of mysteries, I guess,” I reply.

Grey just smiles at me as he reaches behind himself and simply places his swords on his back. They stay in place, and I know for a fact that he wasn’t wearing a harness a second ago. I can’t help it; I jump up, H reluctantly letting me go as I move toward Grey and walk around him.

He looks amused but lets me circle him, “They appear when I need them to.”

“That’s really fucking cool,” Reaper compliments, looking suitably impressed.

“They look like mine. They did that!” I exclaim.

Grey’s eyebrows rise, “Yours?”

“Yeah, hang on, I’ll show you,” I rush to the straw in the corner of the room where I left them, and pull them out, only now realising that I didn’t take the harnesses off when I had a shower.

“Where in all the realms did you get those?” Grey questions, but I can hear an edge to his voice.

“Erm, that’s kind of complicated, but look,” I reply as I swing my axes in my hands and then place them behind my back; just as I was beginning to suspect, my harness magically appears, and my axes stay where they are.

"Whoa, that's so fucking cool," Loki exclaims, jumping up to check them out.

“Impossible,” H says, his eyes wide as he just stares at me.

“I feel like that’s being said a lot,” I reply drily because it's true, and I don’t know what else to say.

“Care to explain to the rest of us why it's impossible?” Rival asks, his eyebrow raised.

Studying him closer I realise that his hands are clenched and his leg is bouncing, he’s not okay but he’s trying to pretend that he is, running on instinct I head over, removing the axes from my back and then plopping down on his lap, as place them down in front of me. His arms wrap around me tightly. Loki smiles as he sits back down but his eyes worriedly watch Rival.

“The harness is gone now,” Rival says.

“Before we get to the impossibility of it,” Grey starts, although knowledge swims in his eyes, “how did you find them?”

“I didn’t, they found me,” I try to explain, and then quickly realise that my words made no sense so I add, “when I walked out of the vault, they were on my back, even Poca looked shocked.”

“I’m not surprised. He knows what they are,” H says.

“He does? I mean, I thought he did from his reaction, but how do you know that he knows?" I ask curiously.

H doesn't reply, he just smiles at me and I decide to drop it for now.

“They chose you,” Grey mutters, sounding impressed.

Loki throws his hands up in the air dramatically, “Okay, someone, please explain to me what the hell it means; all these half-answers are annoying, and I’m pretty sure Mayhem is going to bust a vein in his head or something if he doesn’t get the information soon.”

I glance at Mayhem, and sure enough, he looks like he’s got thousands of questions on the tip of his tongue; he doesn’t dispute what Loki has said and instead just smiles sheepishly, which makes me chuckle softly.

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