Alright so here's my rewrite of 'Driven Snow', hopefully it works out better than the last version. Once again I apologize for springing this on you, but I thought the plot needed a slight change.

Anyway here's the summary:

Loki was always alone, even if his family claimed to love him. His only comfort was that in his sister Ingrid, who gave him all he could possibly hope for. They had a secret affair, but then Ingrid disappeared after being betrothed to another prince. She's gone for two centuries, and Loki falls into the void. Ingrid soon returns, but when she and Loki are reunited trials come their way to separate them again. Can their love survive?

This is just the prologue, the real action begins later.

I don't own the Marvel characters.

Enjoy!

Asgard's banquet hall:

"Two the left they came! And to the right we charged them down! It was a close call, but we slaughtered the bandits with no trouble at all. They were no match for our forces, not I Volstagg the Valiant, nor Hogun the Grim or Fandral the Dashing! But most of all, none were a match to the Great Thor Odinson! Just like that victory was ours!"

'Oh Norns.' listening to Volstagg tell the story of their battle for the third time tonight bored Loki to no end. He had been coerced into attending this banquet by Thor, and so far he was ignored. Of course they'd leave out the part where Loki had healed Volstagg's broken leg when those bandits launched a large metal ball their way.

"Let's not forget Lady Sif's might sword! Slashed half the bandits down, swift as she was." Fandral raised his cup to Sif who was smiling. Thor was joining in on the drinks and food, so Loki saw his chance and quickly slunk away.

This was how it always was, Loki would be dragged along on Thor's adventures with his foolish friends and of course Loki would wind up doing most of the work but received no credit or thanks in return. Some would think he'd snap by now, but Loki knew to keep his tongue in check. Nothing he ever did was good enough, at least not for Thor or his father Odin. Frigga was fine with everything, she was the queen after all but she had limits.

The only person who ever truly treasured Loki's talents was his little sister Ingrid, and not only because she had magic like him, but because she was able to see the good in everything he did. Loki was no saint Norns no, but Ingrid didn't care because she loved him for him, and so much more.

"Ingrid…" Loki knocked on the doors of Ingrid's quarters.

"Come in." her voice was heard on the other side. Once Loki stepped into the room his magic went to work and shielded the entire area from Heimdall's sight. "You came."

"I had to, couldn't stand another minute listening to those damned stories." he saw her on the bed, lying on her back with a book in front of her. She had on a long blue nightgown, and her beautiful golden hair was splayed across the pillows. Her sapphire blue eyes twinkled when she looked at him, and his emerald green ones met them easily.

"I missed you while you were away." she set the book aside.

"It was only a day dear sister." he took off his leather garments and his undershirt. Strolling over to her bed Loki quickly slid over her as she lifted the gown up and over her head. "But I missed you too."

"Good, because I expect to have you to myself tomorrow." her arms went around his neck and she pulled him down for a kiss. Loki's hands slip up her silky smooth flesh, over her sides and onto her breasts. His hands massaged the soft mounds and his mouth moved down to bite the hardening nipples.

This was forbidden, such love between two siblings was forbidden in Asgard but it made no difference to them. Loki felt so alive around Ingrid and she with him but despite all their attempts to keep themselves at bay for the sake of their family it was futile. Some years after Ingrid became of age did she confess to Loki her feelings, and he tried to deny it. It took one more year before he could see he loved her the same way, and so they went through with it.

The consequences were severe, if Odin or Frigga or even Thor found out Loki and Ingrid could either be flogged or banished apart from each other. They kept it discreet; both of them were excellent actors even if Loki was the God of Lies. Ingrid was the Goddess of Winter, able to create and control snow, ice, water, even create an entire blizzard if she needed to. Her powers were kept hidden though, because Odin and Frigga kept her magic bound through manacles on her wrists to prevent them from growing stronger. It was cruel, like shackling a dog to its master for life, but one day they would come off.

"Loki…Loki…" Ingrid chanted his name as his tongue pleasured her most sensitive area. They didn't call him Silvertongue for nothing.

"So sweet, so beautiful." he whispered and crawled over her again. He positioned his erection at her entrance, and slowly pushed in. "Ooh…oh Ingrid…"

"Don't hold back Loki…" she moaned with him. "Haa!" thank goodness the room was cloaked.

"AAH!" Loki felt a wave of pleasure wash over him, and continued to make love to Ingrid. Her insides felt like silk walls on him, so warm and tight it felt like they were in Valhalla.

They continued like that halfway through the night, and when they finally finished Loki moved to the side and pulled Ingrid to him. Ingrid laughed as he held her, and he kissed her sweaty forehead.

"That makes…round three." she giggled.

"Indeed, felt better than the first two."

"Loki…" Ingrid yawned and Loki copied her. "I love you." he smiled and pulled the sheets over them.

"I love you too, now let's rest." he would have to leave early in the morning so they wouldn't be caught, just before Thor would start barging into his room for breakfast.

The moment was perfect for them, and Loki felt that no matter what came their way nothing would ever tear them apart.

Three days later:

"Father, you asked to see us?" Ingrid, Loki, and Thor had all gathered in the throne room and stood directly in front of the golden throne where Odin Allfather sat. Frigga stood next to him, so the whole family was around. This was a rare sight, often times Odin would hardly see Ingrid or Loki with Thor all at once.

"Yes, I'm sure you're all aware of the peace treaty I've been creating with the King of Vanaheim." they nodded. "Well it would seem that we have finally reached an agreement, and it will include that of a betrothal." all their eyes widened.

"Betrothal? To whom?" Thor wasn't pleased.

"To Prince Behur, the heir to King Freyr's throne." Odin turned his one good eye to Ingrid. "We have decided to marry Behur to Ingrid, and the treaty will be set." Ingrid paled.

"No…"

"Father, you can't be serious." Loki looked to Frigga. "Prince Behur is not fit for Ingrid; he is not a prince worthy of her."

"Loki I understand your worry for your sister, but this must be done to ensure the peace between our realms. Ingrid will be a queen, she will be happy in Vanaheim." Frigga assured him, but Loki knew it wasn't true.

"Father please…" Ingrid stepped forward with her arms extended slightly. "Don't make me do this, Behur is nothing but a pompous pig. I've seen how he is with women, he uses them like toys."

"Ingrid I have met Behur, and he is a refined young man. You have not seen him in one hundred years, he has matured since then." Ingrid wouldn't' believe that for a minute, Behur was far from mature he was a spoiled brat used to getting what he wanted. The last time she saw Behur was on a political trip to his kingdom, and everything about his very personality sickened her.

"You don't know that." Ingrid's eyes began to harden. "You haven't seen him like I have."

"Ingrid please listen to your father, you and Behur can always find love in each other later. You know my marriage was arranged, and we are happy." Ingrid's eyes flashed.

"I am not doing this." cold wind blew around them.

"You must, for the sake of our people and the peace you will marry Behur."

"NO!" the wind intensified. "You can't force me to marry that pervert! I won't do it!"

"Ingrid calm down…" Loki tried to touch her.

"Ingrid my decision is final." Odin stood above his throne. "You are going to marry Behur whether you want to or not, and the wedding is in seven days." Loki paled that time.

"Seven days?!" Ingrid snarled. "You can't do this to me!" before Odin could speak Frigga jumped in the way.

"Ingrid your father is only thinking of your best interests."

"Mother you are blind! You know nothing about Behur none of you do!"

"Sister stop!" Thor grabbed her arm and she yanked it back. "Father is just…"

"Shut up Thor you're not helping!" Ingrid shocked everyone with her behavior, normally she was quiet and soft spoken but this time she was as loud and angry as Odin.

"ENOUGH!" Odin slammed down Gugnir. "We will speak of this no more, the wedding is in seven days and there are preparations to be done. I expect you to be there at the altar, and you will do as your king commands." Ingrid looked ready to retort, but angry tears fell from her eyes and she ran from the throne room.

"Father, Mother…" Loki glared at Odin. "How could you do this?" he didn't wait for a reply as he stomped away after Ingrid. He followed her to her room, and before she could slam the door he stopped it from closing and pulled her into his arms. She began to sob into his leather covered chest, and his hands ran through her hair as she cried.

"How can he do this…does anything I say matter to him?" she growled.

"I don't know, I wish I could offer a good answer." Loki lifted her face and wiped her tears. "There now, don't cry anymore." it took her a few moments to calm down, and when she did she pulled away.

"He wishes to use me for a treaty, a treaty to marry me off to the most self-absorbed and cruel prince in all the Nine Realms. He cares nothing for me!" she sobbed loudly.

"Ingrid stop, this won't help."

"I don't care! I hate him!" Loki sighed, it was no use talking to Ingrid like this so all he could do was hold and comfort her. He knew she was right, Behur would flaunt her around like a prized trophy and she'd be miserable in Vanaheim. Odin was oblivious to the truth as usual, but Frigga actually condoning this act of betrayal was worse. While she was good friends with King Freyr, Behur had an act he used to look like a charming prince around any other royal guest but behind doors he was a spoiled brat.

"There might be a way."

"A way for what Loki? You heard what he said the wedding is in seven days and if I don't go for it there's no telling what he'll do."

"Listen to me Ingrid, there is a way you can get out of this but…" he closed his eyes. "It will involve…your disownment."

"What?" Ingrid didn't look shocked or upset, more like curious.

"Ingrid…if the treaty is still intact as the Allfather claims, then it's possible the only way out is for you to disown yourself. If you go through with it you will have to leave Asgard, it won't be safe for you and I doubt father will let you off. Also…I won't be able to go with you."

"Why not?" Loki kissed her lips.

"Sister, if we both leave it will cause suspicion plus you know Thor will tear apart all the nine realms to find us. You can cloak yourself from Heimdall's sight; you can even learn to control your powers if you go somewhere no one will think to look. When the time comes I will find you, and I will join you."

"How long will it be? Loki I don't want to go alone, nor do I want to leave you behind." she always worried for him, far more than anyone else ever had.

"You have no choice Ingrid, this is the only way you can be free. I must remain here for the time being, someone has to keep Thor in line."

"Loki if I leave, I may never return." she let a tear fall.

"I know, but I will join you one day. Thor will be king, maybe by then I can convince him to let you return and I can likely persuade him to bless our union. If he does we can be together forever, and nothing will ever keep us apart." he held her as he finished. Loki wouldn't let anything happen to Ingrid, least of a miserable marriage.

"Loki...you and I both know Thor will never be ready for the throne. He loves battle too much, and he knows nothing of politics like you and I. He's also…traditional like Odin, he'll never let us be happy if it doesn't suit him." that was true, Thor was devoted to Odin too much and would do almost anything to please him. Ingrid and Loki would do the same, but they always came second compared to Thor.

"Then we'll just go with the first part of the plan, and get you away from here." he kissed her head. "On the eve of the wedding, I'll come to your room and we'll go from there but only after nightfall. For the time being we have to put on polite faces and carry on until then, so we'll both have to suffer."

"Urgh…" Ingrid groaned, hating the idea of acting when that foolish prince would come and likely flaunt her around like a prize, had to agree it was the only option. If she wanted a future with Loki, they would have to face separation for a long while. "How long will we have to wait?"

"I don't know, but Thor is still too young to be king and Odin isn't going to retire anytime soon. It could be a century or more before then." Ingrid's tears returned.

"A century away from you, and loneliness until then; can we survive that?" pale fingers wiped away her tears again.

"I would wait a thousand years for you, regardless of where we stand." he would gladly disown himself if he could but it was risky. Even this was risky, but they had to do it.

"Alright." Ingrid hugged him again. "We'll wait."

Six days later:

As the days went by the palace was in practical chaos. Servants and maids scampering about getting the preparations ready for the wedding, and Frigga going out of her mind with prepping Ingrid much to the princess's disdain. She had given her parents the idea that she would accept her position, but unfortunately that was not the case.

Today they were meeting up with the royal family from Vanaheim before the ceremony, or at least Odin, Frigga, and the two sons were. A tradition for an arranged marriage, the bride and groom would not see each other a day before the ceremony. Ingrid was fine by it, but Loki wanted to throttle the miserable bastard on the spot.

"It is good to see you again Prince Behur." Thor was eager to greet the man to be his brother-in-law.

"As always it's a pleasure to see you Prince Thor." he had on a straight face but Loki could see right through him. "And you Prince Loki."

"Prince Behur, I do hope your journey was well." Loki avoided a compliment on the bastard.

"It was no trouble at all, the Bifrost is safe in moments of travel." King Freyr smiled. "Hello fair Allmother, you look beautiful as usual." Frigga blushed slightly.

"And you still look handsome King Freyr. Welcome to Asgard." King Freyr had with him Behur, and his two younger sons Arvid and Gulbrand. His queen Lady Eydis had passed not long ago, and she had been a wonderful woman to rule at his side.

"Thank you."

"Allfather, are we to feast tonight?" Freyr had a good appetite like an Aesir, but he had manners at least.

"We are, as a celebration of our union between the kingdoms."

'Haven't even had the wedding yet and you're already celebrating.' Loki kept his mask up, but he knew tonight he would have to find some way to get to Ingrid before morning. Tonight she would leave, and whatever happened afterwards would be dealt with.

"How is my lovely bride this evening?" Behur asked Odin. He had a disgusting glint in his eyes and it made Loki want to punch him.

"She is well, but traditions state she cannot see you until tomorrow during the ceremony." Odin answered and from the corner of Loki's eyes he saw the perversions in Behur's. He also noticed the younger princes look away as if embarrassed by his statement. They may be younger, but either of them would make good kings since they cherished their home and the people within.

"Such a shame, I would've loved to speak with her before the big day." there came that damned smile of his.

"Father…may I be excused?"

"Whatever for Loki?"

"I must check on Ingrid, she seemed a bit pale earlier."

"Fine, but I expect you at the feast tonight." Loki bowed.

"Yes father." he wasted no time leaving the throne room, thank goodness he did. He made a quick stop in his own quarters and nearly ran to Ingrid's. The guards at the door let him pass, and he spotted Ingrid looking out the window of her room.

"How bad is it?" she turned to him.

"So far just the average." he cast a spell on the room. The guards would hear nothing regardless, but they had to make sure. "Alright, are you ready?"

"I've been ready all week." Loki reached into his pocket and pulled out a satchel.

"In here lies a star jewel from the mountains of Alfheim, it will take you anywhere you want to go. Alfheim I would go first, they aren't befallen to Asgard nor are they enemies of ours. King Culyer and Queen Alva will help you, they do owe a favor to me."

"Yes." she took the satchel.

"Take your mirror with you, and you will be able to see everything that goes on here even if you're so far away. They'll know you're coming, and they'll do all they can." he kissed her again. "You know what else to do?"

"I do, it will be worth it if this works." Ingrid was naturally patient like him, and intelligent. She would find a way to control her powers, and once everything fell into place they would be together forever.

"It will work, trust me Ingrid." one last kiss and Loki went to the door. "Remember what I told you, I love you."

"And I love you Loki, thank you." faint tears in those blue eyes made Loki want to stay, but he had to go.

That evening continued with the visitors of Vanaheim, not just the royals but some of their representatives from their realm who arrived sometime after they had. Odin and Frigga spoke with King Freyr and his other two sons while Thor and his friends conversed with Behur. Each time Thor looked away Loki caught Behur glancing at the maids, even once at Sif though he stopped when he heard she was the strongest female warrior in Asgard.

Everyone was excited about the wedding tomorrow, but Loki was more excited inside for what they'd wake up to first thing in the morning.

The next day:

The day had arrived, and the throne room was nearly full of guests along with servants preparing the last few bits of decorations. The food was almost finished as well, and the smells enriched the air making mouths water all over. King Freyr and his family were still in their quarters and would be called out soon, but the Odinson family would be out first.

"Brother, are you alright?" Thor was all dressed and ready for the ceremony, and he met with Loki just outside the grand hall though Loki looked quite grim.

"No Thor I'm not."

"Why not? This is a day of happiness." Loki glared slightly.

"It would be if our sister was happy, but she isn't." Thor sighed.

"She is reluctant, but she will learn and make the most of this marriage. Father is only giving her a chance to be a queen."

"You don't understand Thor, but of course you wouldn't because you barely know Ingrid." Thor's eyes narrowed slightly.

"We are not arguing today Loki, and I am in no mood for it. This is going to happen whether you or Ingrid wish it or not." Loki tensed and stood so close to Thor their noses about touched.

"Well excuse me for trying to think of our sister's wishes, to wish that she can truly be happy without the Allfather interfering in her life." he was about to storm off but two guards stopped him.

"Prince Thor, Prince Loki the Allfather requests you meet him in his chambers."

"What for?" Thor came up behind Loki.

"He only said it's urgent my prince." Thor and Loki exchanged a look before leaving. When they arrived in their father's bed chamber they saw Frigga and Odin both bowing their heads and Odin had in his hand a scroll. The doors shut behind the princes, and the room was silent.

"Father, mother what's wrong?" Loki was the first to speak. Frigga looked up and she had traces of tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Ingrid's gone." their eyes widened.

"What?" Thor looked to Odin.

"Your sister has left us my sons, and she isn't coming back." Odin handed the scroll to Loki and he read it over with Thor.

I Ingrid Odinsdottir do hereby declare myself no longer a member of the House of Odin. I hereby forfeit my title and rights to the throne of Asgard, and I shall never return so long as Odin Borrson continues to rule.

Where I shall go it matters not, for I will not set foot in Asgard again unless I have good reason. I will not submit myself to a marriage for the sake of an outdated treaty.

If I ever do marry, then it shall be for love. My life is not yours to give away Odin Borrson, and I am not some possession to be claimed. You had no right to give me away to that bastard Behur, and I refuse to make myself into his trophy queen.

I thank you for what you've given me thus far, and now I shall take control of my life.

Fare thee well

Ingrid

"She…she's disowned herself." Thor gaped in horror. "Why would she do this?"

"I didn't think she'd take it this far." Loki let the letter fall to the floor. "When was this found?"

"This morning, I went to go help Ingrid dress and she wasn't in her room. I saw the letter, and then I came here to see your father." Frigga's tears started falling again.

"Have the guards searched the palace?"

"Heimdall cannot find her Thor, she's not in Asgard and he's searching for her now as we speak." Frigga stood up. "I can't believe she would go so far…"

"Loki." Odin stood from his bed. "You went to see Ingrid last night, how was she?" Loki sighed.

"She was angry and distraught, but I calmed her down. I told her to give it some thought, but even I cannot deny this marriage idea was wrong." Loki glared at Thor. "None of you could see how miserable she's been this entire week, she would sooner have jumped from the Bifrost than marry Behur Freyrson."

"Don't talk like that!" Frigga snapped.

"Forgive me mother but it seems I'm the only who truly knew Ingrid, although I admit this surprises me." he picked the letter up.

"We will find her, but what of the wedding?" Odin sighed.

"We will have to postpone it, but I fear if we don't soon it will be cancelled."

"That won't be a great loss, I'm sure King Freyr will understand." Loki tried but Odin didn't seem to hear him.

"I have Heimdall keeping watch, and I'll have the guards search all of Asgard until we find her. She didn't use the Bifrost so she must still be in Asgard."

'Not likely.' Loki would smirk if he could.

"Has anyone informed Freyr and his family?" Frigga looked to her husband.

"Not yet, but we had best do it now before anyone gets suspicious." Odin sat back down on his bed.

"Father she has disowned herself…"

"I will reinstate her, for now I want you both to help in the search."

"Well you go on Thor, I shall inform King Freyr." Loki bowed and left but it took all he had not to smirk with so many witnesses around. He found the guest quarters and knocked, only to have Prince Behur answer him.

"Ah Prince Loki, is everything ready?" he was dressed in ceremonial blue and silver armor with a long silver cape behind him.

"I am afraid not Prince Behur, might I speak with you and your family?" the crown Vanir frowned slightly.

"Of course." he let him pass. King Freyr was helping Gulbrand with his armor and Arvid was on the bed just putting on his boots.

"Prince Loki, what can we do for you?" Freyr turned to him.

"I'm afraid I come bearing bad news your majesty, it appears the wedding will have to be postponed." all their faces fell into slight shock.

"Why?" Behur walked up behind Loki.

"My sister has vanished, and we haven't a clue where she's gone." Behur's face turned red. "Our gatekeeper is watching, but the Allfather shall inform the people if we're unable to locate her soon." not that they would anyway.

"Is your gatekeeper so incompetent he cannot find one measly princess in the entire golden realm?!"

"Behur stay your tongue!" Freyr's eyes glared at his eldest. "Where is the Allfather now prince?"

"He is currently with the queen in his own chambers. They are calling out a search as we speak."

"Then I will go see him, but I bear no ill will if this was the princess's choice." Behur stared at his father skeptically.

"Father, she has embarrassed our realm with this stunt! She was supposed to become my bride."

"But if she is unwilling then I will not hold a grudge, there is no point." that surprised Loki a little, but he didn't let it show. "Your sister is a smart girl, and strong from what I've seen. I had hoped she could straighten out Behur's childish antics."

"Father!" Behur had the gall to look offended.

"Do not shout at me boy, I have seen the way you treat other people especially women and it shames our family. Your mother would be so disappointed if she saw you now. It is completely unfit for a crown prince of Vanaheim."

"It is true Behur." Gulbrand agreed with his father. "Princess Ingrid might've been able to straighten you out, but if she's gone then what hope is there?"

"We will discuss this later, for now we must go see the Allfather." Freyr and his sons moved to the doors. Once Loki was alone he strolled through the corridors of the castle to locate Thor and his group, no doubt still searching the palace.

'Our plan is underway, be safe my love.'

Well I certainly hope this first bit was better than the last. At least this gives a better backstory of how Ingrid and Loki came to be.

Next chapter we'll pick up on Ingrid's point, a little insight on her own journey before she winds up going to Midgard. In the last one I didn't give an all too good explanation, so before the whole showdown with Loki and the Chitauri come along we'll get more on Ingrid's abilities.

I haven't decided fully yet on how it will play out, either with Ingrid's thoughts on her own past and then showing up to save Loki, or just up to the part where Loki sabotages Thor's coronation and she's forced to watch him fall. Eh you'll find out when it's posted.

Reviews would be nice, let me know how this is if you've read the original.

Later!