The Black Book Part II

The black book in Thor's hand was a record. It was used to note all those fallen in battle, so that they would be remembered, no matter how long ago it was. For Asgardians were a race that were constantly at war. It wasn't always possible to retrieve the bodies of those who fell. The least they could do was make sure that they were properly remembered and sent off, even if their bodies weren't retrieved.

"I don't understand. When did this happen?" Forseti questioned, genuinely curious about the new addition to the body count. "If I remember correctly, last night there were seventeen of us." He was truly baffled by the current situation. How could a team that had lost only three members in six months, lose two, more than half that number, in just a single night. His pleasure from admiring the playing kids had long been replaced with sadness, anger, and curiosity. For curiosity, he wanted to know what exactly happened. He was sad because he knew each and every member of the tea