~first night~
"Loki….Loki wake up….Loki."
The First Night.
Sleeping. That's what I was doing. Where was the question I needed to ask. Point blank all I remember is seeing me brother and father above me. Telling me that they forgive me but, I knew the damage had been done. So I simply let go of Odin's spear and came to the solution of death to cure all my problems.
In Valhalla, I felt I'd find my answer. I knew I hadn't made it to Valhalla, I wasn't worthy for that yet. I thought I was destined to dwell in the black depths of the universe forever. For some odd reason I'm not though, I'm in a bed, a soft comfortable bed.
'I must open my eyes.' I think.
But as hard as I try I can't, and then a thought hits me. My frost giant sleep has come into effect. Leaving me immobilized and so cold I look and feel like I'm dead. I hope that the person or "thing" that found me doesn't get that assumption. Curiosity gets the better of me and my mind wanders back to who rescued me. Me, the god of mischief who may be an outlaw in all of the nine realms, who may as well be dead. Who betrayed his so called "family" and the kingdom of Asgard. I didn't deserve to be rescued.
I wish I knew who had found me or that I could move my body, it feels like heavy giant chains are hooked up to my limbs. Of course they weren't' it was just the weight of my body-.
"My lady." My thoughts were interrupted by a conversation near me
"Yes jackal?" a female's voice said.
"Should I go check on him now?" Said a boy's voice.
"No let me take that burden." The female's voice said.
I heard footsteps walk away. Then a door opening and closing. A hand was rested on my cheek.
"Loki you're as cold as ice ….. As usual" the female's voice said."I know you can hear me and I know you're wondering who I am and where you are. All you need to now for now is that you're safe. But you are back on Asgard." She said sorrowfully. I tried to move to tell her anything that I could. To grab her hand on my cheek to show that I was truly listening. I could do nothing though. Her hand that rested on my cheek moved to my hair and began stroking it gently.
"You will remember me in time, until then let sleep take over you my dark lord." She said
With that she left, the warmth of her hand going with her. 'There's nothing else I can do.' I thought. So following the women's voice I went back into my deep, dark sleep.