Prologue

She walked down the hall, her hands in chains, the chains being held by armed guards. There was a chain around her neck, almost too tight to breath, but Odin had made sure it was just loose enough for them both to speak. Beside her, Loki walked, tall and elegant, looking straight forward. She could see that he was angry just from the set of his jaw and his hard look in his eyes. She did the same, knowing that in a few short hours, minutes even, they would be separated from each other forever. It was just easier this way; that they didn't make a big fuss about saying goodbye. It would hurt them both, even though they would not admit it.

Beside her, Loki reached for her hand, something she would have once swatted away from her, saying that she might catch something from him, but that was when they were children, but now though, she wanted nothing else than to be with him. Just as he wanted to keep her near him, because she was the only one who understands him. To know what it feels like to have the throne taken from your grasp. To know that you will only ever be second to the future king of Asgard. To know that the only person that you can ever love, will never be able to be with you with their father's approval. But right now, they didn't care about Odin or his approval.

She took it, knowing that their father, or rather her father would rather kill Loki than have him touch his only daughter in an affectionate way, and to have her return it. He hated them being together. Hated that his daughter fell in love with a monster. She had argued that Thor was in love with a mortal, but he wouldn't listen. He would only ever love Thor because he would take his place as king of Asgard.

They reached the end of the hall, their hands still together, tangled in the chains, trying to hold onto each other for as long as they could, before the end. They looked up at her father, standing resolute against him. Her eyes shifted to Thor, who was standing next to his father- who was sitting in his throne- his hammer in his right hand, ready to attack, should one of them wish to attack his father. She pleaded silently with him, her eyes begging him to say something to stop this. But he wouldn't. He wanted to punish Loki in the worst way possible, even if it meant losing his sister forever.

Loki held his gaze with Odin, not caring that his hand was beginning to become wetter with sweat. He shot a quick glance at Halley, the only girl he had ever felt this way about, and felt an immediate hatred towards the man sitting in front of him for taking her away from him. It was to get at him; he wouldn't cause his daughter pain to watch him forget her and possibly fall in love with someone else, but to do it to him, losing his daughter in the process of punishing him.

"Do you, Halley, Princess of Asgard plead guilty to the charges of Treason?" Her father asked in a formal voice, as though she were a petty criminal. She stood straighter than she already was. She took a piercing glare from him, not really caring at this point. She just wanted Loki to be okay, but that wasn't ever going to happen, would it?

"No, but I do plead guilty to following my heart. In finding Loki. Yes, I plead guilty in falling in love." She stood gripping Loki's hand like it was a lifeline. He gave her hand a small squeeze of reassurance. Her heart lurched with the thought that he may never do that again.

"Sentiment will do nothing to help your case." He said, looking down at her with watery eyes. She stood with her free hand tight in a ball, wanting nothing more than to rip that eye patch off of his face and to stab him with his own sword.

"This isn't sentiment. I love him," She looked at Loki now, not caring about her father or her and Loki's trail. "And if loving is a crime, then I am guilty of that. So punish me, father, banish me with no mortality, do what you want to me, just leave Loki alone." She was on the verge of crying, something she almost never did.

"No! Leave Halley alone. Punish me instead. Leave her alone!" Loki shouted, standing in front on Halley as though to protect her.

Her father smiled a sickly smile, as though he was going to enjoy this. It made them both feel sick. Even Thor fidgeted.

"Father, maybe you're over reacting. Think about it, Halley is the only thing and person that Loki has shown any love for, why should we take this opportunity away from him to start anew?" Thor tried to reason. Her father shook his head. His mind was made up.

"We should make him feel what he made everyone else feel. Let him feel what he has done to us. He has torn this family apart." He finished with a small smirk. "Now, I banish you, Halley, Princess of Asgard to Earth and live as a mortal. You may say your goodbyes." As he sentenced her, Loki had cried out and taken her into his arms, holding onto her with everything. She buried her face in his chest, hiding the fact that she had let one single tear fall down her face. Loki had dug his head into her neck, holding himself back from attacking Odin.

"I love you." He whispered to her. He kissed her on the lips, wanting their last one to mean something and everything. And it did. She felt the passion, love and affection that he had for her, just as she was pulled away from him forever.

He remembered seeing the tear falling from her face and onto the floor as she screamed out for him. It made his icy cold heart lurch to see her fight against the people that were supposed to be protecting her. Protecting her from him.

He could hear her scream as the door shut, leaving him staring after her, the pain visible in his eyes. He turned to Odin, his eyes only showing hatred towards him, and from that day on, he hated him more than ever.

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