Endless Nights of Fire and Ice

"The hottest burning fires are the ones that you never even saw ignited."

A Loki Fan Fiction by:

GoddessofMischief2014


Prologue: Protect You Always, My Love, I Will…

"When love is involved no sacrifice is too great."

— David Eddings

…And just as Lucifer fell from the kingdom of heaven after he had so maliciously betrayed his Lord, I too descended through the blackened starless night sky surrounding me after betraying the only gods that I had ever come to know. Desperate screams of my lover's anguish consumed voice echoed high above my head as I continued to plummet faster and faster with every passing second toward the unknown earth below me, and the pain of love's most truest form of heartbreak ached deeply inside of my chest over a despair that my mind would not even attempt to fully allow me to understand. The thick hazy atmosphere that continued to painfully assault my delicate skin was scorching hot as my small body quickly slipped between two darkened midnight clouds, and as I dropped even further, I finally forced myself to lower my terrified emerald colored eyes down to the space beneath me as I foolishly attempted to prepare myself for what was just about to come. As the hardened surface of an unknown realm came quickly into my helpless view, all of the muscles inside of my body tightened to the point of a deeply aggravated pain, and the oxygen that had once flowed freely within the confines of my lungs, dissipated as quickly as it had once entered. My heart pounded hard enough inside of my chest that I feared that it might actually attempt to break free from its fragile bone covered cage, and helplessness surged through my desperately out of control system as I searched my mind for any possible last minute escape from my ill appearing fate. Reality closed in on me from all directions as the last of my most cherished memories seemed to somehow slip out of my chaos consumed mind, and then painfully quickly they disappeared into the air around me before I could even attempt to hold onto them. Finally, just as I felt myself closing in on the rough appearing surface below me, I slowly closed my watery eyes and silently allowed myself to utter my lover's name deep inside of my heart just one last time. Then, as my last sacred word quickly disappeared into my soul where it had first been created, I felt my fragile form crash abruptly into the cold hard surface beneath me with the force of a thousand stones colliding with the strongest of steel.

The painfully loud echo of my own voice screaming out in agony from inside of the confines of my aching throat was the first sound that I was able to hear the moment that I finally returned to consciousness covered in ragged pieces of earth, and more of my own blood than I had ever before seen. A blur of unknown strangers around me flashed quickly before my tear filled eyes as I attempted to move any part of my body that was still able or willing, but as I heard yet another of my brittle bones beginning to crack from deep inside of me, I quickly decided that it was wisest to remain still. My eyes slowly scanned the foreign appearing world surrounding me as people rushed around my body in what appeared to be complete panic, and my heart pounded erratically inside of my chest in what I assumed to be its last desperate effort to keep my so carelessly abused body even somewhat alive. Had I been mortal, I would have been dead the second that I had hit the ground. To be honest, had I been mortal, I would have been liquefied the second that I hit the ground.

"Ma'am? Ma'am? Oh my God! Ma'am are you okay?" I heard a horror consumed female voice suddenly ask (or to be completely honest scream) from somewhere close beside me, quickly pulling me out of my inner questioning, and returning me to whatever reality it was that I was currently trapped in.

"I'm so sorry…please…no…" I heard myself plead for absolutely no rhyme or reason that made any sense to me just as I began to feel blood beginning to pool at the back of my aching throat, and immediately attempt to choke me with its incredibly thick repulsive force.

"Okay, okay. Shh….sweetie, it's okay. We called an ambulance, and they will be here very soon to help you. Everything is going to be okay, just please don't move or talk. Holy shit, how are you still alive?" The woman continued frantically with her last few words sounding as more of a question to herself rather than a question or statement of reassurance toward me. I nodded as I swallowed thickly nearly gagging on the taste of my own life force that was still obviously attempting to kill me since my fall from the gods only knew where unfortunately hadn't, and then I finally released an agony filled shaking breath of complete confusion. Wait…where exactly had I fallen from?

"The ambulance and the New York PD are on their way. Jesus Christ, she looks dead. Is she even still breathing?" I heard a man's rough voice suddenly ask from above me as he approached the destroyed terrain in which I laid, and then coughed loudly obviously not even attempting to cover his foul mouth. My heart immediately picked up speed inside of my chest once again as fear began to course through what was left of my barely working fragile system. What in the hell was New York?

"Just barely. Her fingers have moved a few times, but as soon as she does it, she starts crying and then stops right away. She keeps whispering things that I can't understand and keeps saying names that I've never heard of before. Do you think that she jumped from one of the buildings up there or something?" The woman beside me asked obviously now speaking to the man next to her, and no longer addressing me in my obviously incoherent state.

"She would've had to have jumped from the Empire State Building to land like this, and even from there….Jesus Christ, she was going so fucking fast." The man answered in what sounded like complete shock filled awe, and also obviously using idiotic vulgarity in an attempt to drive his point home as quickly as possible. The woman beside me sighed heavily as I felt one of her fingers beginning to trace carefully and ever so gently over the ripped skin of my left hand. Her fingers felt like knives as they tore painfully against my tattered flesh.

"She's married. Look at that ring, John…it's beautiful. Have you ever seen gold that sparkled like that?" The woman asked in an almost breathless sort of voice as she continued touching my hand that was now practically throbbing with intense pain. The man beside her laughed quietly to himself just before he quickly cleared his throat, and then he released a labored sigh as well. I really did not believe that now was the time for laughter, but to each their own.

"This woman probably just broke every bone in her body, and is about to die, and you are sitting here admiring her fucking jewelry? I swear, Lisa." He said as I heard the earth beneath his feet quickly beginning to shift, signaling to me that he was once again moving. The woman he had called Lisa groaned to herself, and then began shifting slightly where she had knelt over me as well.

"No, I'm just saying that it's sad, that's all. She has a husband somewhere…possibly children, and now she's going to die all alone in the middle of Fifth Avenue. What in the world would have made her jump like that?" She asked as I could hear an actual sadness beginning to flood her soft young voice that I hadn't heard just a few moments before. My heart ached inside of my chest as I thought her question over inside of my shockingly still working mind. Was I actually married? Did I have children? Would I have really jumped? And, from where was it that I had jumped from in the first place?

Unfortunately for me, I quickly realized that none of the questions that I had so carefully pondered inside of my mind would be answered any time soon or possibly even ever at all. Within what felt like just a few short seconds of the last sentence leaving Lisa's lips there was suddenly a mad rush of voices, screams, and of course curse words that began to rush around my head, and hands that quickly began prodding at my body causing me more pain than I believed that I could honestly handle. Before I realized what was happening my body was quickly lifted onto something that felt like a very poor excuse for a bed, and then I was carried somewhere else that hurriedly began rushing me away into the distance. For the remainder of my trip to wherever it was that the frantically stressed strangers around me were taking me, I fell in and out of a haunting consciousness that caused me to sob uncontrollably for reasons that I didn't even completely understand. By the time that I finally felt the unit around me that I was being transported in stop moving, I could barely even remember my own name, and none of the words that were being spoken to me made any sense at all. After another few grueling moments of attempting to understand where it was that I was being taken, I finally gave up and resigned myself to the situation that I was currently in. With one last deep inhale, I closed my eyes and then relaxed back where I very uncomfortably lay in absolute surrender. I offered myself up to the gods above me, and then sacrificed myself to the complete and total darkness of my suspected final death.

I wasn't sure how much time had passed or if time had even moved by me at all, but after what felt like endless nights spent in the fires of a silent hell, I finally took in the first sounds that I had been able to hear ever since I had crashed into the earth what felt like nearly a lifetime before. Screaming women, angry men, and the distinct sound of breaking glass filled my ears as commotion erupted all around me and confused my remaining senses with their suddenness after such a quiet rest. I heard the quick fast paced heavy footsteps of a man's feet approaching me just as some of the noise had finally begun to cease, and then without warning of any kind, I was suddenly scooped up into two very masculine feeling muscle bound arms and was being carried quickly away to somewhere completely unknown to me.

"Sir, if you do not put her down this instant I will be forced to call the police! She is still unstable! You will kill her!" A woman's frantic squeaking voice that I had never heard before yelled as I began to hear the squeal of an alarm roaring above my head, and the loud beeping of some contraption just to my left that sounded as if it was suddenly completely breaking down. I forced my eyes closed even further than they had been before in an attempt to block out the pain of being held so tightly after sustaining my most recent nearly fatal injuries, and then I buried my face deeply into my kidnapper's chest. Wait, he felt familiar…he smelled familiar too.

"Do not touch me! You know not who she is and you know not how to care for her. Now, move out of my way or you will suffer a wrath that was not truly meant for you." I heard the man carrying me say in a booming voice that rumbled deep inside of him as he shifted in another direction and then began moving much more quickly away from where he had been before. There was a silence from the people around us, and then before I heard any further protest, I heard something heavy beginning to open directly in front of me. Slowly, I gathered the courage to finally open my eyes, and then eventually, I forced myself to take in the bright stabbing view of the orange midday sun and all of the painful beauty that it had to offer. I took in a slow deep breath as I squinted my burning eyes in an attempt to focus in on what was around me, and then just as I carefully attempted to lift my head, I felt my mind beginning to swirl out of control once again. The last thing that I can remember seeing before I once again parted ways with my consciousness for what felt like the tenth time of the day was the bright rich color of crimson flowing beautifully in the warm wind, and the glistening shine of glowing silver metal blazing before my tired eyes.

The warm press of freshly laundered sheets gently caressed the flesh of my aching cheek as I slowly began to awaken from my heavy slumber, and finally once again escaped from the prison of darkness where my weakened mind had so cruelly encaged me. The soft feel of a cool early summer breeze moved gently through the tangles of my hair as I finally took in the first breath that I could remember ever taking, and also quickly reminded me that I was still in fact surprisingly quite alive. My heart pounded in a rhythmic peace inside of my chest as I shifted slightly where I lay, and the dull ache of a familiar pain that radiated through my fragile body alerted me that my fall from the darkened clouds of the universe had been much more than simply a bad dream. I heard whispers coming from somewhere in front of me as I continued to carefully move from where it was that I had been sleeping, and then as I finally pushed open my tired eyes, I took in the faces of four complete strangers standing only a short distance away.

"Sigyn, thank the gods, you are finally awake." A man with a warm smile and long golden spun hair said happily from his seat just a few feet away from me, causing me to sit up immediately and subsequently nearly fall off of what appeared to be my makeshift bed. How did this man know my name, and how the hell did I get into this bed?

"Where am I?" I stuttered in a fearful voice as I steadied my body on the small cot that I was now shakily sitting on, and then I drew my blankets up around my slightly chilled trembling form. The man with golden hair sighed as he pushed himself up to stand, and then slowly began making his way closer toward me in a very slow and confident kind of pace.

"You are…in New York City, Sigyn. You are…on Earth." He said carefully as he finally knelt down slowly in front of me, shrinking his nearly six foot five form down closer into my view, and thus causing the thick cords of muscles covering his body to bulge beneath the material of his clothing like painfully pressurized grapefruits. I swallowed thickly as I took in the information that he had just given me and then I carefully searched my brain for facts that I was certain that I must have known regarding how it was that I had actually fallen into the realm of the unfortunately delicate mortals.

"But…I am from…I am from Asgard." I finally stuttered out as a broken image of a beautiful golden city filled with breathtaking flowers, entrancing waters, and the most powerful warriors in all of the realms flashed before my mind just before then vanishing almost immediately into the air around me. The man in front of me nodded slowly as he smiled warmly in my direction.

"Yes, you are. Sigyn…do you not know who it is that I am?" He asked carefully as he searched my face for answers that I could tell that he hoped that I had, but that I so desperately still couldn't seem to find no matter how hard that I looked. I released a breath as I felt tears beginning to burn deep inside of my eyes, and my lower lip beginning to tremble just beneath the other. Why did I want to cry? Why did I know that I knew this man, but couldn't remember ever before seeing his face?

"No, I am so sorry. I do not know who you are." I whispered as I bit down on my bottom lip in an attempt to stop it in its incessant shaking, and then forced myself to suck in a steadying breath. The man in front of me sighed as he turned back toward another man with short dark hair and chestnut colored eyes that was standing just a few feet behind him with his arms crossed over his chest and a quizzical look on his handsome face.

"Because of what she is…I find it difficult to reason that she is suffering from what you mortals would refer to as amnesia, Dr. Banner. Could there be another explanation as to why it is that she cannot remember me?" The golden haired man asked him with great concern flooding his deeply imposing masculine voice. Dr. Banner released a breath as he appeared to attempt to think carefully to himself, and then after a few silent moments, he shook his head slowly in reply.

"Nothing that my science would be able to answer, Thor, no. I have a feeling that the cause of her amnesia has less to do with her rapidly recovering brain damage, and more to do with something slightly more powerful or even possibly...magical." He said as he nodded at him knowingly and then nodded back toward me with a kind soft smile. The golden haired man that the doctor had called Thor knelt down in front of me, and then released an intensely labored breath just as his soft blue eyes slowly lifted up toward mine. His name sounded so familiar…

"My brother. He must have put a spell on her. He must have placed a block in her memory." He said as he looked down at the floor between us appearing to attempt to find his answers somewhere down at his feet, and also apparently once again talking to someone other than me. Anger quickly surged through my veins at the answer that he had so effortlessly given, and then rage began to immediately spew from the cracked confines of my full trembling lips before I could even attempt to stop it.

"Someone has put a spell on me?! How dare a deceptive sorcerer take away my memory! Where is this brother of yours? Bring him here at once so that he can undo the upset that he has caused me." I yelled loudly as I imagined unleashing the full extent of my fury onto this cowardly sorcerer in the most violent way that I knew possible, and then laughing in his face as he begged me for my mercy. Thor smiled as his pale blue eyes once again met mine, and then he quickly attempted to mask his humor as he took in the upset look that plagued my face.

"I assure you, Sigyn, my brother only did what he did to protect you. Unfortunately, I do not know where he is so that he might answer for his transgressions, and that is why I so desperately need your help." He said as his expression once again became serious and he shifted his massive form slightly closer toward mine. I swallowed thickly as I begin to fidget uneasily where I sat, and then quickly dropped my eyes down to the floor beneath me.

"I apologize, but I do not think that I will be able to help you. I can barely remember my own name, Thor. How in the world am I to help you find your trickster of a brother in my obviously useless state?" I asked feeling suddenly worthless, and as if I had failed the man in front of me in a way that I could not even attempt to make any sort of repentance. Why did I care what Thor thought? I had never even met him before this day…had I?

"Sigyn, you are far from useless. You have a connection with my brother that no one else in all of the nine realms has or ever will have in the future, and that is why it is only you that can help me in my search to find him. All of the magic in the world could never block out the bind that you share with him, and deep inside of you somewhere you know that. I believe that if you fight hard enough you can push past the magic that he has projected inside of you. I believe that you can remember if you truly try, Sigyn, and I so desperately need you to try." Thor whispered as he sat knelt before me staring pleadingly into my eyes, and in turn ripping violently at the insides of my very soul. I sighed as I felt emotions beginning to swirl around inside of me that I did not understand or even recognize, and then I slowly reached out and carefully touched his hand.

"Your love for your brother is very complicated." I whispered as I felt a pain inside of me that I knew was not mine, and then squeezed Thor's hand even tighter as it grew in its intensity. The man before me nodded as he wrapped his thick fingers carefully around mine, and then released a heavy breath from between his perfect ivory teeth just as I felt a sheen of sweat beginning to bead up on his rough skin.

"And so is yours." He said softly as he smiled with kindness pouring from his lips, and sincerity dripping from his few words. Tears once again brimmed on the edges of my eyes, and as they did, memories without pictures or sounds attempted to push their way into my confused mind without my much desired permission.

"I feel emptiness deep inside of my heart, and it hurts far worse than any of the physical injuries that I have endured. Did your brother's magic do this to me as well, Thor?" I asked as the first of my tears finally slipped down over my lash line, and then slid slowly down the length of my face. Thor released a heavy breath as he squeezed my hand tightly in his, and then shook his head very slowly.

"No, Sigyn that was not his magic." He replied softly. I nodded slowly as my tears began to rush more quickly down over my skin, and then I suddenly looked up away from Thor as the bright crimson color of a woman's hair came into my view, and distracted me from my previous heartfelt conversation.

"Here, this might help her." The woman with a subtle hint of an accent that I had never heard before said as she handed Thor what appeared to be a large leather cloak of some kind, and then smiled kindly at me just before she then slowly once again backed away. I swallowed as I kept my eyes on her not knowing at all who she was, and then slowly turned my attention back toward Thor as I heard him carefully clear his throat.

"Sigyn, the reason that I brought you here and the reason why it is so important that we find my brother, is because I believe that he is in great danger. I fear for his safety and I also fear for the safety of another that means a great deal…to us all." Thor began once again as he lifted his eyes back up to mine, and then locked tightly in on my gaze. I nodded slowly as I saw true fear begin to move into the once still blue waters of his eyes, and then swallowed thickly inside of my throat.

"Tell me what happened to them. Maybe your story will help me remember." I said as I tried to focus my attention on the task at hand, and not let my mind wander to the heartache that seemed to have quickly settled deep inside of my chest at the mention of Thor's sorcerer brother that I couldn't remember having ever even met. Thor once again released a heavy emotion filled breath.

"Sigyn, my brother committed a very serious crime against the king…Kingdom of Asgard. He did not do so maliciously, but out of a heartbroken desperation that he did not know what to do with. He was messy and not mindful in his betrayal, and therefore he was swiftly caught." He began as he suddenly avoided my eyes, and then immediately turned his focus back down toward the floor. I swallowed as I felt my heart beginning to pound wildly inside of my chest and adrenaline beginning to course through my veins.

"Go on." I whispered softly as I attempted to reign in the whirlwind of emotions that I fought desperately to keep inside of me.

"After he was caught, he attempted to throw himself at the mercy of the throne in order to protect those that he loved, but unfortunately there was no mercy left to be given. Madness consumed him quickly, and after he was sentenced to a life in chains, his desperation only became more so out of control than it had been before. He hid those that he loved away and in turn, he took on the full wrath of King Odin himself. I am unsure of what has happened to him, but from the kingdom of Asgard, he has disappeared. I need to find him, Sigyn. We both need to find him." Thor whispered as I heard pain consuming him at a rapid rate, and fear eating him from the inside out. I swallowed thickly beginning to feel anxiety quickly moving over me, and realizing that I had felt the beginnings of panic most likely for a very good reason.

"He was not alone in his crimes against the throne, but he took on the blame completely. Am I correct in my assumption?" I asked in a shaky voice as I stared down at the grand expanse of a man before me, and prayed that he would tell me the lie that I so desperately wanted to hear. Thor lifted his head, and then slowly nodded in reply.

"You are." He whispered. I nodded as tears began running down my face even faster than before, and I suddenly could hear a man's voice screaming inside of my head that I recognized, but still unfortunately could not completely place. I was going mad…

"And, who is it that he has hidden away?" I asked as I felt fear beginning to surge through my body, and questions that I knew could not be answered racing through my mind. Thor swallowed thickly once again.

"The first…was you." He started as he held my stare carefully with his. I released another shaky breath realizing that I was most likely the other person responsible for his brother's crimes, and thus the reason that he was now missing and I was trapped in the mundane realm known as Earth.

"And, the other?" I asked quietly as my voice slightly cracked from overwhelming withheld emotion that was violently threatening to break free. Thor was silent for a moment as I could tell that he momentarily questioned continuing, but then parted his lips slowly before he finally began to speak once again.

"Aleksander." He said in a tone so low that it was barely audible, and I was certain that the mortals around me hadn't even had the chance at being able to hear. My heart ached deeper as that name rang painfully loud against my ears, and sounds of cries that were not my own began to echo inside of my mind. My insides ached…I knew that name…somehow I knew this Aleksander.

"So, you believe that I can help you find your brother…and in turn find this…Aleksander?" I asked as my last word came out in a slightly cracked tone of voice as my tears began to once again return to my tired eyes. Thor nodded slowly as he quickly licked his full rose colored lips.

"Yes, Sigyn, that is what I believe. Loki is the only person that would know where Aleksander is, and you are the only person that would know where Loki is. We have to find him…both of them before Odin does. If Odin were to find out where they were before we did…well that would be a tragedy that I do not wish to face." He said as his words began to trail off and worry began to plague his beautiful face. The world around me began to fade away as one particular word that Thor had said echoed within the confines of my crazy, barely still surviving young mind.

"Loki?" I choked out as I felt my body beginning to tremble and the space around me beginning to fade almost completely to the darkest shade of midnight that I had ever before seen. Thor's eyes locked in immediately on mine. He knew that I was remembering.

"Yes, Sigyn. My brother's name is Loki." He said in a deep smooth voice as he kept his eyes tightly on mine. I swallowed as I slowly reached out an unsteady opened hand toward the man before me.

"May I please touch the fabric that you carry?" I asked of the leather cloak that Thor still held tightly in his right hand. Thor nodded slowly as he began to lift his hand, and then he carefully pushed the thick material against my shaking fingertips. The memories moved into my mind without my permission the second that I touched that worn piece of leather, and no matter how hard I fought them, they rushed over me as if they had never even needed my permission at all.

Suddenly, my eyes closed as the years of memories that had been blocked from my consciousness quickly found their respective places back inside of my mind, and then immediately connected with all of the pain that had been locked deep inside of my heart. As tears ran in thick streams down the softness of my face, I clutched the leather cloak tightly against my body, and I allowed myself to relive every single moment that only a few seconds before, I had not even realized that I had ever lived at all. I sat there on that small cot trembling before the man that had rescued me from the mortals that had found me broken on the ground, and I returned to the world that I had come from, and the world that I had also so actively betrayed. I returned to the golden kingdom of beautiful breathtaking light and fearless warrior gods unaffected by the laws of the common man. I returned to the Kingdom of Asgard. I returned to Loki.

A/N: So, what did everyone think of the first installment for this fiction? Dramatic, yes? LOL. Alright, so yes this starts as dramatic, there is a lot of yummy goodness and of course more drama. This obviously is a prologue that starts at the climax and then the main body of the story will be showing the events leading up to this point. This story will have a mucho M rating, and lots of funny, broody, controlling, adorable, and incredibly bipolar Loki to keep everyone satiated There will be cameos by The Avengers as in the prologue, but they will not serve as main characters. Also, I know this installment was super descriptive, but that was mostly to show the full experience of what was happening to Sigyn and also create imagery since she was incapacitated through most of it. Not every chapter will be so...wordy:) Anyway, I hope that if you enjoyed the prologue you will continue following along as I have big plans for this fiction. Please review if you have the time, and thank you so much for reading. Have a wonderful evening! –GoddessofMischief2014