Prologue
My empty, cold laughter filled the room. Yet again my father tried to contain me in petty handcuffs, leg cuffs and chains. It was almost amusing. His pathetic tries to tame me, to teach me the gravity of my crimes. Foolish. You cannot tame real power. Power is raw, rare and mine.
"You still fail to learn, you still fail to see your flaws. This is why you cannot or ever be king," he said.
I faked looking sad. Placing my hand on my heart as if it was breaking. Little did he know it was already broken.
"I am hurt, beyond your comprehension," I scoffed.
I'd given up on the throne a long time ago. Well, that's what I told myself. It was a lie though, how could I give up everything I ever wanted? How? If the was a way somebody better come and enlighten me.
"Prison seems like leeway punishment," he clearly thought about what he was going to do with me.
Thinking, a new one for him.
"If you are to execute me, do so now. Do not lock me away again. I will only escape, you know that," my scorn clearly hurt him.
He claimed to still care. A father that does care doesn't lock away his son or lie to him about everything. I'm the God of Lies but he lies more than anyone's comprehension. Every single bitter word on his flipping tongue is a lie.
"I have thought over and over how his conversion would pan out, I have spent many nights wondering how much this will hurt you but it is for the best for everyone. I say this not as your father but as the Allfather," he took care with his words.
Thinking of how this could affect me. Amusing. Now he cares, not when I need him.
"Funny isn't father you care about how I take my punishment but you care not for telling me my true parentage. I just love you for that. Love did I say love a mean despise with all of my heart and my soul. If I could hate you anymore I would but it is incapable to do so," my words were calculated for the deepest affect and the biggest gasp from the crowd.
It was fair to say I loved the attention.
The guard prodded me, forcing me to move forward. I stepped back slightly treading on his toes. Digging my heel into his feet. He winced. My perfect brother Thor followed after me. Odin walked after me. We walked to the Bïfrost. Heimdall stood as ever, watching. Heimdall stood aside. Odin placed the Gungnir spear into the Bïfrost. He had done this before when he banished Thor. Was he casting me out?
"Loki Laufeyson... you have time and time again failed to see the errors of your ways. You even posed as me to grasp you chance to be king. Through your selfishness and your malevolence, you've destroyed the lives of innocent mortals. You are unworthy to stay here, you're unworthy of forgiveness, and you're unworthy... of the loved ones you have betrayed!" he said with a quiet menace.
Much like the words he used before.
"Where will you banish me of mighty Allfather? Jotunheim, Niflheimr, Svartálfaheimr. Maybe Hel?" I clicked my fingers removing the chains the encased me.
"You think I fear these places. You can put me anywhere I will thrive," I promised.
He twisted the Gungnir spear.
"Midgard," he stated.
Midgard? "Father, you cannot. The mortal will hurt him. They will kill him," Thor's outburst was unexpected.
Why would he defend me? I do not need his protection. "If they do who am I to intervene? They do not try and change how we live so we shall show them the same respect. If they kill him it will be for the best of their people," he said coldly.
He not care I could hear he every word? Clearly I was not of his concern.
"I now take from you your power! In the name of my father and his father before, I, Odin Allfather, cast you out!" he yelled.
Pushing me through the portal. Leaving me alone yet again. Letting me go. Letting me die…