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Loki's whole body hurt, granted he had been crying for the past two hours so that was to be expected. No matter how hard he tried, he could not stop thinking about the events that had transpired that morning. He was walking through the halls of the palace, trying to find Thor As he turned the corner, he nearly ran into his father, Odin.
"Father," Loki said quietly.
"How dare you," said Odin in a dangerous whisper. "How dare you run away in the dead of night and have me send the whole guard looking for you."
Feeling bolder, Loki responded,"Well if you hadn't been a coward and told me the truth, we wouldn't have this problem-" The force of the backhand was so strong that it sent him staggering backwards. Loki stared up at Odin, his eyes filling with tears; Odin had never laid a hand on his children, in their whole lives. Not wanting the AllFather to see him cry, Loki turned and sprinted towards the stables. He jumped on his horse, Sleipnir and rode as fast as he could. However, Sleipnir had spooked and reared, throwing Loki off of his back. He hit the ground with a sickening crack and felt hot blood run down his face. Disoriented and lost, he lay down on the ground and began to cry.
He didn't know how long he lay there, exhausted. He was so tired, that he did not hear the approaching footsteps and he jumped when he felt a warm hand on his back.
"Loki," said a voice, "there you are, I have been looking all over for you," it was Odin. "I am very sorry for this morning, I was very scared when you ran away last night and I let my emotions get the better of me."
"Why didn't you just tell who I was from the beginning?" Loki asked, trembling. "Do you know how terrifying it is to find that secret out on your own? To find out that you are a monster?"
"You are not a monster, Loki, you are my son and I love you for who you are." Odin said, gently placing a hand on Loki's shoulder. Suddenly, Loki turned around and began to beat his fists against his father's armor.
"Liar!"he screamed, "how could you love a monster?!"
Odin calmly and gently grabbed Loki's wrists, stopping his tirade for the time being
"Loki Odinson, look at me" Odin commanded, "you are NOT a monster, you are my son. My blood may not run through your veins but you are my son in every way that counts." At these words, Loki stopped struggling and began to cry softly. Gently, Odin wrapped his arms around his son and drew him into a strong embrace.
"My son," he said gently, "I am so sorry that I never told you of your heritage, I just never wanted you to feel different." Loki began to sob, he was exhausted, confused and he just wanted to go home. As if sensing this, Odin stood up, still holding Loki and walked back towards the palace.
