AN: Okay so here is chapter two you guys:) Helblindi is Loki's brother in Norse mythology so yes you can say i did a little research before writing the story. I think the exciting part still isn't here yet i have no idea, you guys can read and tell me about it haha :) So have fun!

Chapter Two

10 years later

Loki turns away from the rattling sound of the keys. Fuck it, fuck all of it if it's that bloody bastard Helblindi again he will die. Helblindi was the step-son of the queen, older than him by god knows how much he is a sex maniac and he torments Loki by sexually harassing him and the prince is afraid, he is very afraid truth be told even if he fights the other as much as he can he fears that one day he might give in.

"Sir, I've brought you some firewood, you must be cold down here and a new blanket," he turns in the thin pallet he lies on at the soft soothing voice, seeing the maid, Nina.

"Thank you," he smiles kindly at her, she lowers her eyes and bows, leaving the cell once more.

Loki sits on the pallet now, going to the window's small alcove, he lifts himself up, holding onto the iron bars as he peers out at the sunlight. Dear god he wishes that he was free. Sometimes he would escape but Helblindi always brings him back here, accompanied with his punishment, forcing him to suck his cock, or to scrub the floors of his cell naked, any and all kinds of humiliation.

There is one thing however that Loki is thankful to the evil queen for. Helblindi cannot penetrate him, cannot fuck him and the queen does check on that, with the help of the doctor. Of course this doesn't stop Helblindi from thinking of all other manners of bedding Loki. It's times like these, alone in the darkness that Loki feels disgusted with himself, he wants to give in to the pleasure at times when he cannot help it. He is tired of fighting, no one knows that he is still alive, still breathing, not even Tony…

He hears the screams and shouts of a woman down the hall and the voices of the guards, they have brought in another prisoner and she is put in the cell next to his. Someone he could talk to finally, someone he can hear the news of the outside world from, he bends down to the grill gate that separates them, looking at her.

"Hello," he says, taking in her disheveled state, a commoner.

"Who are you?" the woman –girl – asks, she is about seventeen he can tell.

"Loki. You?" he answers seeing the shock register on her face.

"Prince Loki? Your highness! Everyone thought that all the people in the castle had died, including you!"

"Well I'm still alive am I not? I don't know why but I have a hunch that the witch is keeping me for some reason."

"She took all the girls in my village…my name is Gwenyth by the way, sir."

"Wasn't there an army to protect you and the people?" Loki asked, he had heard from the soldiers and sometimes the servants that Duke Stark's army was still out there surviving he needed to be sure. He needed to know if Tony was alive and still alright.

"Duke Howard's army…how did you know?

"Was his son there? With him? Was Tony there?"

"I didn't see his son…is he your friend?" she asked.

Loki nods, drawing back now as he stands. "He's more than just a friend…"

"Mirror mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all?" the queen asks, gazing into the golden plate raised on the wall, her reflection greeting her.

The gold warps and from the plate comes forth a liquid gold figure, faceless, a voice answers, "On this day my queen, there comes another that is far fairer than thee."

"Tell me who she is."

"Prince Loki."

The queen freezes, "He is my undoing?"

From the shadows Helblindi watches, no, he will not let this woman, his mother take Loki away from him. Loki is his and he is beautiful. He knows what she will do the monstrosity of her powers. He doesn't want Loki to end up like the rest of the women. If he tells Loki this, if he saves him, maybe then Loki will let him have his way with him. He smirks, the idea falling into place as the queen calls him.

"Helblindi! Fetch me Loki!" she yells and he is off to the towers to find the prince.

It is a surprise to him that birds enter his cell. They fly towards him, twittering amongst themselves, two little sparrows. He smiles, watching as they fly off, then come back again, seeming to want him to follow them. He gets up from his place on the floor, watching as they rest between the bars of iron on the window of his cell. He lifts himself off the ground, feet finding the footholds he'd used all the while as he held on to the iron bars, peering at the sun.

The birds were resting now, on what looks to be like an iron object sticking out from the wall of the tower. He stretches out, reaching for it, grimacing at the pain as his hand is in an awkward angle, but he has to do it. This is his chance. He pulls with all his strength, feeling the long twisted iron nail come free in his hands. 'Oh thank heavens!' He freezes in that moment, hearing the clanking of the large bolt on the wooden door and then those familiar footfalls of a man, he scrambles back across the cell onto his pallet, hiding the nail beneath the pillow, his hand wrapped around it, the other pulling the blanket up to him as he lies back.

Helblindi hurries to Loki's cell, finding the prince fast asleep, he enters and in his excitement leaves the keys in the lock on the gate. He sees Loki stirring and he smiles, "Did I wake you?" he murmurs settling down beside the lithe body, a hand resting on the Prince's stomach.

"No. Why are you here?" Loki asks, shuddering at the man's touch, his hand slowly gliding up his torso like a snake.

"You won't have to suffer here anymore Loki…I will give you rest, I will protect you from the queen, my own mother."

"No…what does she want? Please don't take me to her," Loki whispers, acting.

"You're not afraid of me anymore…" Helblindi smirks, "Oh Loki, my sweet love, she wants your beating heart."

Loki feels the distance between them closing as Helblindi leans in and then he strikes, fast. He feels the rusted iron nail draw through flesh and sees the blood running down Helblindi's face before he makes a run for it, frantically jangling the keys in the lock of the gate. He pulls back just as Helblindi lunges at him. The other man restricted by the locked gates. He is still in shock that he has managed to get this far.

"Get back here!" Helblindi roars, "Guards! The prince is on the loose!"

Loki is confused as to where to go. The guards would come on his left so he turns taking the path to his right, running through the endless hallways and finally into the daylight. The sun shining on his face, it's so bright and so good that he forgets his place for a moment and that costs him as the guards spot him, he turns and runs, into the courtyard. He is trapped, the portcullis is closed, the guards are closing in on all sides.

Then he spots those two birds again, the same ones from before, they show him a way out, through the sewage. He cannot be fussy, this is his only choice his only route to freedom. So Loki makes a dive for it, sliding through the muck and into the sewage. He makes no stop, running –or wading more like- through the murky waters, he can hear the sound of roaring waters and he stops, for there, right ahead as the sewage trickles out, he sees the great expanse of the seas before him. It's beautiful blue crystalline water against the cyan blue of the sky. Then he looks down and his stomach lurches at the sight of the sheer drop from the cliff into the sea and the rocks below. Loki gulps, turning to the sky he offers up a prayer before he jumps off the side of the cliff.

Falling light as a feather through the sky, he falls feet first into the waters below.

AN: Well? How was it? I hope you liked it! Next chapter will be up as soon as possible! :)