[ TT ] Hilda is a Valkyrie , one of the oldest . She 's collected the souls of many a great warrior and war hero ... even an accountant , once . Still shes is quite surprised to find herself in a school playground to collect the soul of a very confused 9 year old child .

I look down at the child at my feet, his eyes wide and full of fear and wonder. 
 
 `` Who- who are you?'' He whispered, shaking- though his feet are strong under him, and he holds his ground. 
 
 `` Youngest of Warriors, I am Valkyrie. Whom might you be?'' 
 
 `` My name is Kurt Wagner. I.... I do n't feel right.'' His eyes filled with tears as he looked at me, but his stance staid strong. 
 
 Yes, I would take him. Odin help me, I see the strength that he would have had if he had been allowed to become a man. 
 
 `` Young Kurt, you are dead. Can you tell me what happened? Do you understand how, young warrior?'' 
 
 Tears fell from his eyes. `` Mommy- mommy said that it is our families job to protect those whom can not protect themselves. And.... and David is only five, and they were hitting him with rocks!'' 
 
 `` Why did they do that?'' 
 `` David is different- he talks funny, and everyone says he's broken cause his mommy made him that way. But Mommy said that just because his mom tried to make him broken does n't mean he is, and that Uncle Kyle is like David, and she loves Uncle Kyle so....'' 
 
 I felt a small smile on my face, full of pride. `` And young one, what did you do?'' 
 
 `` I drove my bike in front of David and made him run away!! I swing my helmet at the big kids- they were being mean!! And I threw a rock back and it broke and they threw it back and it his my neck and- and then there was a lot of red....'' 
 
 He got so, so quiet, my littlest of warriors. `` But I was n't scared. I fell, and when I looked over, I smiled, because I saw David running away. And I saved him. I saved David.'' 
 
 `` Aye, little one, that you did. Come!! We shall have to fit a special chair for you. The dwarves would love to help you! Shall we get you a sword, and axe, or something else?'' 
 
 Neither of them heard the screaming in the background. Neither of them heard the wails of a mother having lost her only son as they entered the portal to Valhalla. 
 
 `` Can I have two swords?!'' 
 
 I felt a hearty laugh leave me. `` I, Valkyrie, decree that you can try anything you like, and may have whatever feels the most right with you.''
