"The danger is I'm dangerous... and I just might tear you apart."
Astrid is a sarcastic archer who was kidnapped from the Charming family and twin sister when she was a baby.
She's also known as Artemis, a girl who uses her magic to save people, p...
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Astrid sat down at the counter of the town's tavern beside Riley, sliding her battle axe back in the case on her back; It had been two weeks since she had left Storybrooke, her home and her family.
"See? You're starting to be yourself again," Riley pointed out in slight amusement and a bit proud-like, "A strong, fearless, brave warrior."
Astrid smiled a little, saying, "I'm not fearless. But that's okay. No one is, not really." Riley nodded and both took a sip of their drinks in front of them.
Astrid stiffened when she noticed a familiar man a few feet from them sitting at a table. She nudged her best friend in her arm and let out, "We have to leave now, Riles."
"What? Why? We just got back from a long war," Riley pointed out, "And we won. Let's stay and celebrate like old times-"
Astrid grabbed her friend's chin in her hand and moved it towards the man, making her see him also. Riley simply shrugged and commented, "No. Absolutely not. You have to face him. You need to confront him. After all, he is your father."
Astrid lifted an eyebrow and scoffed, "He's just someone who abandoned me and my mother. He made his bloody choice. We weren't ever good enough for him for him to stay."
Riley stood up, grabbed her best friend's hand, and started to drag the blonde over to Orvar's table while Astrid protested, "Riley-"
"Hey, Astrid," Orvar began when he then noticed the two teenagers and now watched the blonde haired girl in front of him carefully.
"Hey, Dad," Astrid let out.
The two fell silent for a little bit until Astrid found her voice again and spoke up first, "Do you remember that night the thunder shook our house? I was five and thought the lightning was so bright and thought the world was on fire."
Orvar narrowed his eyes some but held a small trace of an amused smile as he asked, "Why bring this up?"
Astrid continued, "I was all underneath the covers, crying, and you come flying into the room and peeked under the covers and decided to make it a game. We were on an island, looking for gold, and you said the lightning was the Northern lights- The Aurora Borealis..."
"You made that entire night an adventure until the storm passed," Astrid finished, "And I woke up the next morning, and it was a sunny day. Don't you remember that?"
"No, Astrid, I don't," Orvar sighed.
"That's because it never happened," Astrid replied with a slight shake of her head, "The storm happened, but you didn't."
