Chapter One
The Spectacular Misadventure

Sif blamed herself for what happened as they- herself, Thor, and the Warriors Three- made their way back through some of the ruins they had created in Jotunheim. They had come to Jotunheim only a few days earlier on some foolish quest Thor had created and they had forgotten Loki here. She knew that they were forgetting something in the days that Thor had celebrated after their return. It was as if a part of Asgard was missing for those few weeks. She had been half-asleep in her bed on the fifth day when her hand had double-checked to make sure her knife was beneath her pillow and quickly she had remembered what they had forgotten. She had bolted up, wide awake, changed quickly and went off to find Thor and the others. Now they were back, looking for the second prince of Jotunheim. Fandral was talking loudly to the others, his voice carrying over to where she was looking and she was a bit of a distance away.

"Why does he always have to cause such mischief? He knew exactly when we were leaving." Fandral complained. "When we return, we should make sure that there is someone following him."

"No one would take on such a task." Hogun replied grimly, walking away from Fandral to look in a different place.

Sif looked over at Thor who was in front of them and beginning to head to a larger set of ruins. She turned back and saw what looked like a collapsing temple only a few feet away. Sif headed for the entrance as Fandral continued to complain.

Her mind traveled back to their adventure in Asgard. They had left early in the morning. Loki had tried to fool Heimdall and Sif bit back a smirk when Heimdall had called him out for his trick. Even Loki could not trick her brother, Asgard's respected gatekeeper, despite Loki's many attempts to do so. Heimdall knew Loki enough to know what he try. Heimdall gave her a warning look as she passed by him. Heimdall might be Asgard's gatekeeper but he was also her brother. He wanted to keep her safe. Sif kept her head high as Heimdall recited what he would do, if they were in trouble, which was to do nothing but keep Asgard safe. Sif nodded to herself and prepared herself for when the Bifrost was activated.

Sif snapped back into reality as she walked through the collapsing temple slowly, watching the path in front of her and where she was placing her feet. Her hand was gripping her sword tightly. Small pieces of the ceiling fell down behind her but she continued on. She stopped when she saw a large lump of snow. Sif looked behind her once again before continuing forward toward the lump. She nudged it with her foot and let out a small sigh when the snow revealed that nothing was beneath it. She looked at her surroundings. Perhaps, in its day, Jotunheim might have been a beautiful ice kingdom but all that was left now was more and more ruins. She turned to leave when she finally caught a glimpse of him. He was lying near some giant blocks of ice and from what she could tell, he was not breathing.

"Loki!" She hurried over to him. "No, no, no." She murmured to herself as she tried to find a pulse. She was supposed to be a warrior. She was supposed to protect Asgard and its people. She was supposed to protect the princes. "Please, don't be dead." She whispered as she kept looking for a pulse, unable to find one on his cold body. Tears started to fill her eyes. She couldn't fail as a warrior. She needed him alive. She needed him as a warm and living Prince and not as this cold and dead shell.

"Sif?!" Thor's voice echoed off the ice. She looked over her shoulder and saw him rush over. "Sif, we really have to go! Everything is falling apart!" She hurriedly wiped her tears away as he approached came closer. "Loki! Is he...?" Thor trailed off when he hurried over to them. Sif didn't reply back. "Stand back, Sif." She stood up and moved a ways away. Sif watched as Thor raised up Mjolnir and shocked Loki back to life with lightning.

Loki's eyes flew open and he sucked in a deep breath. As he inhaled, his face and skin turned blue while marking appeared all over his skin. His eyes quickly swimming in a deep blood-red color. He exhaled, taking in the scene around him. He backed away frightened as his eyes caught Sif's. "Get away from me!" He hissed at her. "Go back to where you come from!" He backed himself against a pile of ice and began growing in size. He was still small for a Frost Giant but was slightly taller than Thor.

"What magic is this? Enough of such tricks. We're taking you home." Thor explained to his younger brother. Sif stared at Loki, shocked to see him as a Frost Giant.

"I am home! How do you know my name?! I don't know you!" Loki exclaimed. Thor, still thinking it as one of Loki's silly pranks, ignored his brother and grabbed him by the arm. He pulled back when Loki's skin burned him and fell down into the snow below him. "Don't touch me! I am Prince of Jotunheim and I will be treated with respect! Now, the both of you will leave!"

"Brother, this is madness!" Thor yelled angrily, rubbing at his burn. "You're coming home to Asgard!" He pushed himself up out of the snow with Sif's help.

"I am not your brother!" Loki screeched at him. "I am not going to Asgard! You cannot make me leave!"

"Loki, that's enough!" Sif said, finally finding her voice. "Please, just come to Asgard. We can sort everything out there. I am sorry that we forgot you here but now is not the time to try to have your revenge." She reasoned.

Loki's head twitched at the sound of a low growl coming from the ruins behind Sif. Sif and Thor turned at the sound, gripping their weapons tightly upon seeing a large brown and black wolf on top of the ruins, baring its teeth menacingly. "Fenrir, come!" Loki commanded and the wolf hopped off the ruins and made its way over to Loki. It glared at Sif and Thor before laying down in the snow next to Loki. Loki petted the thing affectionately, scratching it behind its ears. "Good boy." He looked over at Sif and Thor. "I will say it once more. I suggest you leave." Fenrir growled darkly, making it clear they were not welcomed here.

"I saved your life and this is how you give your thanks?" Thor stood defiantly in his spot. "If we hadn't come looking for you, you would be dead! If you want to stay here in this cold miserable place, then stay!" He grabbed Sif's arm and began pulling her away. Sif struggled against his grasp, managing to pull herself out of it before they exited the temple.

"We're not leaving Loki here!" She yelled at Thor before he could grab her again. "I don't care how deluded he is! He's coming with us!" She turned and ran straight into Loki. She took a step back startled. Fenrir was behind Loki, another low growl filling the silence.

"I am curious to know. Why do you think that I am of importance to you?" He asked, looking down at them. Sif swallowed hard.

"You are the second prince of Asgard, The God of Mischief and Lies. As a warrior and The Goddess of War, it is my sworn duty to look after you and make sure you are not in any trouble." Sif managed to say as Loki's red eyes bore into her blue eyes. His eyes flickered to Thor before returning to Sif.

"You are small for a Goddess." He mused simply.

"You are small for a Giant." Sif retorted quickly.

Loki chuckled. "You are not as dull as you seem. I have yet to find an opponent worthy enough to challenge me to a battle of wits. Perhaps, you may pose a challenge." Behind Loki, Fenrir growled louder. "Hush, Fenrir." Loki said to the wolf and it did as he commanded. "Fine. I shall go to your Asgard but I will return a fortnight from tomorrow. Do we have a deal?" He asked, extending his hand out towards Sif. She shook it without another thought and Loki extended his hand towards Thor, who shook it reluctantly. "Now, before we leave, I must know who you are."

"He is your brother. Prince Thor of Asgard, son of Odin." Sif said quickly before Thor could say anything. "I am the Lady Sif, daughter of Tyr and warrior of Asgard."

"Well, shall we get going? Lead the way, Lady Sif." Loki smiled, testing out the name as he did so.

New story! :)

I found an old idea and twisted it into this new story. I'm working on the next chapter and hopefully, it will be out by next week. I am still working on the next chapter of If I Only Could. I'm still working out some of the problems that I'm running into but I am working on it! So, if you're bored while I'm working on the next chapter for this fic, go check out If I Only Could.

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Shout Out: Paula, the Southern Belle. ;)

~TuumEst

Psst! After my author's note, I'll put up a chapter playlist which essentially my way of saying check out some of these songs! (Note: I may reiterate some songs because I like them... a lot.)

Wikked Lil' Grrrls - Esthero
Drones - Jed Whedon & The Willing
Remains - Maurissa Tancharoen & Jed Whedon
Rule The World - Take That
Silence is Violence - Aimee Allen