Author's Note:I talked to Bloody-Destination and asked for permission to take over her story, Trust. So I don't own nothing, I'm just putting it my way but with a little touch of the original. Without further ado here's the first chapter of Lost and Found.
He was dragged down the hall of the palace, like some common dog. Yes he went to the future and killed alot of lives and tried to take over a world by force. But he is royalty, he was a prince of not only Asgard but he is King Laufye's son. But right now he's a Odinson, Thor's brother. That should count for something. He guess not as a guard shoved him into the throne room and everyone looking at him like he is some type of monster. But when he think about it...he is.
Odin sat on his throne, a glare on his face as his adopted son came before him. Frigga smiled lightly when her blue eyes caught sight of her youngest son.
"Loki."
The God of mischief smirked at the Goddess of love and destiny. "Hello mother. Have I made you proud?"
With a sigh Frigga lowered her head and shook it before looking at her son with tear filled eyes. "Please, don't make this worse."
Loki frowned at his mother's words. Worse? "Define worse?"
Odin growled, already annoyed with the adopted prince's sarcasm. "Enough! I will speak to the prisoner alone."
Loki felt a bit out of place with the comment. Yes he was a prisoner but he thought he was more than that. Frigga glances at Loki one last time and exits the throne room, as well as everyone else. Loki steps forward and laughs. He rather be a ass than show he's hurting.
"I really don't see what all the fuss is about?"
Odin glared at the younger God. Not sure to be disgusted or ashamed. "Do you not truly feel the gravity of your crimes? Where ever you go there is war, ruin and death."
The God of mischief shrugged. "I went down down to future Midgard to rule the people of Earth as a benevolent God. Just like you."
Odin frowned, really disturbed how Loki looked at things. Did he not do well with his teachings? "We are not Gods. We are born, we live, we die. Just as humans do."
Loki rolled his stormy blue eyes and snorted. "Give or take 5,000 years..."
"All this because Loki desired… a throne."
Loki glared at the all father. It was his birthright! After all his birth father was a king! "It is my birthright!"
Odin growled at that. "Your birthright … was to die! As a child. Cast out onto a frozen rock. If I had not taken you in you would not be here now to hate me."
Loki snarled, not at all interested with the pity party. "If I'm for the axe then for Mercy's sake, just swing it. It's not that I don't love our little talks it's just… I don't love them."
Odin sighed as he rubbed his temples. "Frigga is the only reason you're still alive, and you'll never see her again. You'll spend the rest of your days on midgard. You will live as a monster that you are."
Loki's eyes widen as everything came crashing down. He was banished...to midgard. How can this happen? Loki shook his head and looked up with wide eyes. "You can't do this!"
"If you are able to prove to me that you are worthy of ever becoming yourself again and stepping on Asgard, then and only then will I see fit to allow you back home."
With nothing more to say the Allfather raised his scepter, chanting a spell in a whispered tone. A bright light flashed, blinding all the inhabitance of the throne next thing Loki felt was a falling sensation. He opened his eyes that he hadn't realized that he closed and notice he was actually falling. The next thing he realized is that it wasn't even in Asgard that he was falling. When he looked bellow him he could see the ground getting closer. What he didn't notice was that his body was beginning to glow. He hit the earth with a dull thud and lost consciousness.