Me: Hey, hey, hey! I'm back! I told you I was working on the sequel! Anyway, here is the first chapter of 'Strangled Worlds". I really hope that you like it even though it is really short. I felt that where it ended was a good cut off point. Well, please Read and Review (seriously, is it really so hard to click the magical little button on the bottom?)

"Speaking" - Normal speech

"Speaking" - Sign language

"Speaking" - Telepathy- *Half telepathy/ half Sign Language (*only when explicitly stated)

"Speaking" - text messages

'Speaking" - thoughts

Landing on Asgard was quite a bit bumpier than Syria expected. As they hit the ground she was forced to let to of Thor's cape as she tumbled to the ground. They had landed on the steps outside the palace and the uneven ground made for a bumpy landing, as the young witch was just now figuring out as she rubbed her aching head. Cursing silently to herself she stood, dropping her hand to rub at the newly formed sore spot/bruise on her butt. Tumbling down the stairs was not how she wanted to start this trip. Looking up she found Thor and Loki a few steps above her. Thor was holding onto his brother's shoulders because the raven haired man had staggered when they landed. Syria smirked as she walked silently up the steps, once again standing behind the blond God.

"Are you well, friend Syria?" he asked telepathically still managing to be conserved over her while being totally worried for his brother.

"I'm fine, Thor. My butt and head hurt a bit from tumbling down the stairs but it will go away. Don't worry about me." she replied ghosting her fingers down the back of his arm.

"As you say." Thor replied before he gently tugged his brother up the stairs.

Syria followed closely behind them but didn't go into the throne room after them. Telling Thor that she was going to look for something to disguise herself with she took off down the hall. Once she was far enough for the throne room she reached into the shadows and pulled out a thick black cloak. Grinning to herself she swung it around her shoulders, allowing her invisibility spell to fade. Tossing the hood up over he head she headed back to the throne room. By now several hindered Asgardians were streaming into the grand room. Slipping in with them the young woman easily bypassed the guards. Using small amounts of magic she pushed herself to the front of the crowd, sending a small message to Thor as she did. Finally she made it to the front just as the man presumed to be Odin banged the end of his spear on the ground. The room fell silent at the loud bang.

"My Warriors, my Valkyries, we have come here today to judge this man, Loki Odinson. He has committed grave crimes against the Nine Realms. The foremost of those being the almost destruction of Jotunheim and the annihilation of the Frost Giants as well as the attempted invasion of Midguard." he began looking out over the assembled crowd of Asgardians and waiting a moment before speaking again, "Will anyone stand with him and defend him?"

For a few moments no one moved. The All-Father's question was more of a formality than an actual request. Everyone here knew that no one was likely to stand up for the Trickster God, no mater what he did. Syria smirked under her hood and stepped forward right as the All-Father was ready to move on. All eyes turned to her as she did Loki was the only one who didn't look at her. Silently she raised her left hand, the bandaged appendage catching the eyes of everyone in the room. Loki still hadn't looked up to see why the whole room fell into complete silence but he was starting to wonder about it. Even so he felt it would be better to look down because he had a feeling that the person who was standing up for him was Thor. Closing his eyes he waited for the All-Father to accept his brother's stance. He was not really prepared for what happened next.