Betrayal

Prologue

Loki and Thor are made to work together to retrieve an artefact stolen from Asgard's vault. But when Odin brings back Shanara, Thor's ex betrothed and Loki's childhood best friend. Will they be able to put their differences aside, or will her return cause too much friction.

Chapter One

Over a Thousand years ago

Shanara POV

Thor, Loki and I are sparing in the palace gardens. I watched as Thor charged Loki. Loki stood his ground unflinching, waiting for what he knew was coming. I know this trick and smiled knowing what was coming next. As Thor reached Loki he lunged,at him. Ready to take him down and pin him but he just passed right though him hitting the ground and getting a mouth full of dirt.

I double over laughing only stopping when a stitch in my side become to much. When i straiten back up i see Loki looking smug and Thor looking at me like I'm a miss behaving child. I swallow the urge to laugh and give my betrothed a apologetic smile. "I'm sorry Thor but that was rather funny."

Thor lets out a sharp aggressive breath. "Again." The boys go back to their fight if you can call it that. Thor's the fighter were as Loki prefers his tricks. I've once seen Thor spend thirty minuets trying to fight Lokie's projection while he relaxed by a tree. He couldn't work out how Loki was moving so fast out of his reach. Thor's so set on wining he was not happy with me for not telling him.

I tighten my blood red ponytail. Then unfasten my armer breastplate. Asgardians wear so much heavy armer and thick leathers but my people, the Fray are sleeker and were special light leathers from our home world Latharan.

I look over to the Asgardian girls training in the next square over. I wish I could look like them. So tall and elegant. Their body's strong yet still feminine. They move so much faster then I ever can in their heavy gear. I'm a good foot and a half shorter then most of the other women here. Curvier chest and hips to the point it hinders me in training, slowing my movements and off setting my balance. If that didn't make me stand out enough my hair would. To everyone here my blood red hair is unnatural compared to their sun like golds and deep intense brown and black hair. I miss my people. Among the Fray red hair was coincided an sign of power. The brighter the more powerful the persons inner flame.

A sad breath escapes me. I haven't seen my home world since I was a young child. From the day I was born I knew Thor was to be my husband one day and was sent to meet him when I was only five. Within days of my visit an asteroid hit my planet killing almost all of my race including my parents and brother. Who ever is left has scattered across the nine realms so far from what was once our home.

I throw some cold water over my face to clear away the sad memory. I watch while it evaporates of my skin. The Fray always ran hot but with my power being recently active in sparing my skin would burn an Asgardian if they dared touch it. I never use enough power to burn the boys but my hot skin stops them from pinning me and with my slow movements it's needed if I am to have any chance of wining.

I look back over to the boys and see them circling each other. If this keeps going Loki is going to get himself hurt. Loki would never hurt his brother while sparing but for Thor it is a matter of honer. To have his brother beat him would shame him to his friends and course a a lot of damage to his ego. All though Thors friends have never been anything but welcoming to me they have never warmed to Loki. I think his strong affinity for magic and his love of pranks makes them distrust him. Add to that his dis interest for hunting they don't really have anything in common.

This time it's Loki's makes several projections around Thor. The real Loki moves round the back of them waiting for his opening then lunges at Thor. He lets out a sharp breath as he takes the blow to is face but manages to turn and grab Loki's around the wait before he has a chance to disappear behind his projections. Thor flips him on to his back but Loki rolls away dodging Thor's foot that comes down right were his chest would have been and scrambles to him feet and the begin to circle each other once again. I let out a small bored breath before holding my hand out in front of me and focus on a spot of grass between them. I feel the heat travailing from my core and shoot out the tips of my fingers. The grassy spot comes to life with fire making both the boys jump back in surprise.

I covers my mouth with my hand as i chuckle at the brothers who are giving me evils. "I think sparing time better be over before you kill each other. I would hate to lose my betrothed or my best friend."

Loki chuckles as he walks over to me but his good mood soon vanishes once Thor speaks. "Come now Shanara we both know I would have won in the end. Even the trickster is no match for me." He throws his sweaty arm round me shoulder as we head in to the palace. I glance back at Loki and find he is not following but heading away from them. Probably going to read under his favourite tree. Why Cant Thor see how he can hurt Loki so easily.