The metal slab upon Loki's prison door slid open and revealed two bright blue eyes. It was closed and suddenly the wooden door opened with a slam. The great force of the slam sent the door to the ground causing sand to be sent into the air only to fall back down. The one who had caused the damage stood in the doorway. A tall figure with golden plating armor stepped into the cell. The figure walked over to the lone figure of Loki chained to the wall, still with his knees positioned on the floor head bowed and arms held behind him. Being the only lighting in the whole cell the brazier lit up the figures armor. A golden headpiece sat upon the head of the figure, a long very dark purple cape behind him with protruding studded shoulder pads, golden chest piece, boots, a belt around his waist, and under the armor black leather covering its whole body except for its face and hands. The figures skin was dark purple with a tint of pink.
The figure approached the unconscious form of Loki and knelt down to the god's level. The god gave no reaction. With its right hand the figure reached forward to touch Loki's left cheek. The pale cheek rested into its palm. It then patted his cheek three times and there was a groan from the mischievous god. Green eyes fluttered open and Loki's vision only saw the golden boots. The warmth he felt came from his cheek where his eyes ended looking to and found a purple hand. He followed it back to its person and green met icy blue. His breathed hitched in his throat and the figure grinned devilishly.
"Wakey, wakey, godling," it spoke with a deep male voice. The vibrating of its voice sent shivers down Loki's spine. The figure noticed and its grinned turned into a full teeth smile. "Now godling, are you afraid of me?" It mocked him, but all Loki heard was a ringing within his ears.
'Why is he here?' Loki thought sadly. He, the figure patted Loki's cheek once again and the god flinched. He chuckled, retracted his hand back and then stood up to look down at Loki, while the god had to look up.
"Loki, I will soon be part of the family. Hela and I will soon be betrothed. Aren't you happy for your only daughter being wedded," he laughed. He turned and showed Loki his back while placing his arms behind himself.
"S-she'll never marry a creature such as yourself, Thanos," Loki spat. Thanos turned around abruptly and slapped Loki across the face. Loki spat out some blood and grinned. "My daughter has a type, I do believe and she has more class." Thanos then punched Loki in the stomach and caused the god to cough and curl a bit. Thanos' right hand grabbed hold of Loki's neck and pulled him up into the air. Loki gasped for air as his wind pipe was cut off. His arms contorted behind him and the shackles dug into his wrists raw skin.
"Godling, I actually came here to free you. But a more important task caught me off guard." Loki coughed and his eyes started to roll into his head. As much as he could he forced himself to stay conscious. Thanos revealed his left hand. It donned two shining gems, one blue, one purple. Four more slots were unfilled. The index finger, the pinky, the thumb, and the wrist, were where the slots were and where the four missing gems were supposed to be.
Loki choked as he spoke, "You only have two of the six." He chuckled even if it was garbled.
Thanos grinned and said, "Do not underestimate me God of Mischief and Lies. I will court the ruler of Death herself and all I have to do before I achieve my goal is to destroy Midgard." He let Loki go and watched as his back slammed into the wall behind and slid, in agony, down to the sand. "Little god I came here to free you and all you do is spite me. Such a pity, you were my greatest asset," he laughed. "Even if your mind wasn't fully aware of its infiltration." He knelt down to Loki's level yet again and held up the gauntlet. Loki's emerald green eyes focused only on the blue. "The mind gem, probably the best gem there is. To be able to control ones mind and watch as their true intentions come to light." Loki narrowed his eyes and glanced into the glowing blue. "Do you see what was once or could have been yours godling? Now look at how defeated you are, you were so much stronger with I making your choices for you." There he saw him sitting upon the throne of Asgard, of Midgard, of any realm out there. The true ruler of the world, but Loki knew he didn't truly want all of it; it was just the mind gem twisting his thoughts. He glanced away from the gem and into Thanos' gaze. "You are pathetic little, Jötunn." The purple man's gazed into the troubled eyes of the god.
Suddenly above them the cell started to rumbled. The two occupants looked to the ceiling and then back at each other.
Thanos laughed and stood, "It would appear our time has come to an end my dear Loki. I bid you adieu." With his golden gauntlet he flicked his fingers together and the purple gem started to glow. It then sent a spark of purple to Thanos' right and a portal appeared; when the spark enlarged. "Have fun godling. If you live than we shall meet once more and only then you can exact your revenge." He stepped through the portal and it closed as his cape drew in.
"When we meet next Thanos you shall be dead," Loki swore. His head sunk and he sighed heavily when he let the tension leave his body. He picked his head back up and noticed his prisons door was knocked down. He knew that a guard would be sent down eventually so the prison could be observed. He sighed again and stood; his legs wobbled in disuse. He caught himself and stood properly he tugged at his arms and the chains flew out of the wall. Loki jumped back, surprised. He decided to pull the other and it too came out of the wall. He smiled, teeth showing.
'Looks as if Thanos' visit actually proved useful,' he thought happily. Now the new matter he had to achieve, getting the shackles off. 'Damn Odin and his magical restraints.' The chains of his right arm were placed beneath his left foot and he tugged. He growled as the steel metal cut into his skin, but nonetheless slipped off with force added. He panted as he switched to his left arm and pulled with his right leg. Bared teeth glinted as the other shackles came off. He rubbed his wrists and smirked. Through closed eyes the warmth of his magic flowed through him. He breathed in the air around him and exhaled, he freed himself; only a tiny help from his back and Thanos. A pale hand ran though his black hair and he smoothed it out, stopping to the cut above his head and winced. He pulled his hand away and scarlet appeared on his fingers. He grimaced and wiped it on his black leather trousers. The warmth flowed within his body and with a short few words he vanished in green light leaving a puff of green smoke.
"Father!" Thor ran into the throne room his hammer equipped in his right hand. The Allfather stood in the middle of the golden room, Gungnir held firmly in his grasp. Thor stopped behind him and watched as his father turned around. Odin placed his left hand upon Thor's shoulder.
"My son, a great enemy has awakened once more. I fear he is too strong this time, Asgard and the rest of the Nine Realms, will soon perish," Odin spoke in a grim voice.
"Father surely there is something we can do?" Odin passed him and went to his throne seat. He climbed the stairs and said nothing. Once he sat upon his throne he clanged Gungnir to the floor and guards flooded the room.
"Check the prisons I am sure he was down there." The guards bowed in all of their golden armor and left the Allfather and his son alone.
"Father I do not understand, what has happened?"
"The Infinity Gauntlet has been stolen."
"What!?" Thor roared. "He has returned? How, w-when? Father I-"
"Be silent my son," Odin cut off leaning forward in his chair. "Thanos has returned and he is even stronger than I. I fear for Asgards safety and as such you will be here to defend it." He leaned back and looked defeated.
"But, Father how can he be more powerful that you. You are the most powerful being in the world!" Thor shouted. His hammer clenched to his side, his knuckles white. He looked to the floor for a few moments in the silence, only fire crackled within a brazier. "I am unable to fulfill your need of me here Father." He paused and looked up directly in the Kings stormy blue eye. "For if the Eternal One is indeed a more formidable force this time around, than I fear for the Earths safety."
"This is non-negotiable my son. You are to remain here protecting the walls of your homeland." He banged Gungnir against the palace floor.
"But Father!"
"Silence! The Midgardians have their own defenses. The battle with the Chitauri proved that."
Thor didn't let it go, "They do not stand a chance against another invasion Father! They are still recovering from Loki's onslaught." Odin opened his mouth to counter, but the doors to the throne room flew open and a guard came rushing in. His armor clanked together as he hurried to the middle of the room. Instead of Odin focusing on Thor he focused his gaze upon the guard.
"What news do you bring your King." The guard bowed and then knelt; his right arm across his chest touched his left shoulder.
"A greatest apologies my King and Prince, but I bring grave news from the gallows," the guard spoke. "Prince Loki has escaped and is nowhere in sight, his bindings laid strewed across the floor." He rose and Odin nodded and he left the room quickly.
"If his bindings are no longer on his person than that means he has access of his magical abilities, though it is limited." Thor looked to him, confused. The King cleared his throat and rose from his seat. "Loki's magical force is a part of his being. To get rid of it fully would slowly or quickly kill him. I took as much as I could, but he still has enough for a few weak spells."
Odin made his way half-way down the stairs when Thor spoke, "Than I shall go after him! I will bring him back home once more." Odin continued on his way down.
"No, you are to remain here. Loki is not a threat at this time. The Eternal One known as Thanos is the threat, we must prepare for anything he throws at us."
"Father, you are being unreasonable!" Thor raised his voice. Odin stepped onto the main flooring and placed a hand on his sons shoulder.
"Be quiet my son, you are to remain here in Asgard. Protecting your homeland is your first priority." Odin patted his sons shoulder and turned on his heel towards the doors to exit. "Visit your mother, she wished to have words with you." Thor didn't respond he just stood in the throne room, Mjöllnir still in his grasp his head hung; defeated. Through the mitts of the discussion on what should've been done to ensure Midgards safety a hooded figure, invisible in the shadows; lingered. Its pale face and emerald green eyes glowed through the black fabric of the hood. Its pale hands reached up and pulled the hood down. The God of Mischief, Chaos, and Fire stood hidden. Loki's lips thinned as a smirk claimed his features.
'It would seem Odin has finally showed how much he actually cares about your pathetic Midgard, Brother,' the mischievous one thought. His unkempt hair hadn't been touched, but his cut above his eye was cleaned, it no longer bled, but still red and inflamed. He felt great joy from his brother's sadness. Thor let out a sound of frustration and stormed off through the hall doors. The green gaze now found it appropriate to look at the golden chair that once he sat upon. It brought back memories just glancing at it and Loki flinched.
"My son." Odin's voice echoed through his mind lulling back to a place he was too familiar with. The court of Æsir and randomized citizens surrounded the Allfather. With Gungnir within his grasp and his golden plated armor silence had formed. Loki, the center of attention stared with fate filled eyes towards the one-eyed man he once called father. With the muzzle that the Midgardians had placed upon him he was unable to speak and the chains that still chafed his wrists made him unable to wave his magic. His adoptive family stood in front of him; Odin in the middle, Thor to his right, and Frigga to his left. "You have committed crimes against Asgard and of Midgard, both worthy of death. Instead," he started.
'Of course, taking pity on your son,' Loki thought.
"Instead," Odin repeated, "you shall be returned to your allies for three cycles, then you shall be returned to complete another three cycles here in Asgard." Loki's eyes widened.
'You think you know pain? He'll make you long for something as sweat as pain,' the Other's voice rang in his ears. He remembered being stripped of his powers, his hands bound, and thrown into the abyss. He landed on rock barren ground. Stabs of pain akin to knives assaulted his entire being. How the abyss managed to send him once again to the Chitauri's world he did not know. He was suddenly haled to his feet and placed within a cell, where Thanos joined him.
He shook his head free of the imagery that followed after the Eternal One joined him. He knew that he had been manipulated and the god was full of anger. Thanos now wielded powerful the most object and if he had the Infinity Gauntlet and the Infinity Gems then he'd rage a full on scale war. The Avengers wouldn't know what hit them. Loki was the god of fire he'd help the humans before with presenting the Midgardians with fire and he even helped make the fishing net. He cherished the mortals in his somewhat now stable heart and he was going to help them.
Within the shadows he conducted his own spell and with a poof of green smoke he disappeared.
Sorry about the long wait school was involved and well life got in the way. I am currently finishing chapter 2 and I'm about to start chapter 3, chapter 2 should be uploaded tomorrow.
I don't really have a beta reader, so any mistakes are mine.
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