Wow! Thank you so much for all your reviews and follows! Was not expecting that!
I hope you like this chapter, but before you read it, you need to know a few things.
IMPORTANT! PLEASE READ TO AVOID CONFUSION: (Although beware, TTDW spoilers!)
- In this story, FRIGGA DIDN"T DIE! She was wounded really badly though, and that's what drove Loki to action.
- Odin is still king of Asgard.
- Loki DIDN"T fake his death. He was jsut badly injured too, but was taken back to Asgard for care.
- This story takes place approximately ONE YEAR after TTDW.
Also, I've changed the story of Frozen a bit, although that will be explained later on. This story shall switch between Loki's and Elsa's POV's as well, just so you know. Enjoy and tell me how I did!
Loki
"Thor this isn't funny!"
I hear the oaf's thunderous laugh outside of the lavatory, and I scowl. Ever since our little incident saving the world from the Dark Elves, he's seemed to have got it in his head that it's funny to prank the God of Pranks, as he likes to put it. I scowl at the Hammer on the toilet lid, preventing me from relieving myself.
I place my hands on the leather handle again, gritting my teeth. Closing my eyes, I pull until my arms are about to pop out of my sockets. Just like before, it doesn't budge.
Scowling, I give up. Closing my eyes, I picture the lavatory down the hall in my mind. I shape out every detail, before smirking slightly. Tugging at the magic buried within me, I gasp momentarily as I feel myself dematerialize, and travel along with the power of Yggdrisal. Half a blink later I take a deep breath, the air having the slight hint of lavender that I know this bathroom carries. I open my eyes, to see that I've successfully teleported myself to the other lavatory. I quickly get down to the buisness of relieving myself before Thor gets any other ideas.
"I am going to kill you," I say with a stony face when I reconvene with him out in the hall. He only snickers.
"You should have seen your face, Brother," He laughs deeply. I scowl.
"You didn't see my face," I point out, unamused.
"It's the idea that counts."
It's times like these that make me forget our history. Make me forget our past. With him laughing, and me rolling my eyes, it feels just like old times. When we were brothers.
"Well Brother, we better head out to say goodbye to mother. You know how she gets when we're away," He laughs, before heading off down the hall. I deflate internally when I have to bite my tongue in order not to correct him and say 'I'm NOT you're brother, she's YOUR mother.' I stopped correcting him about a month after our return to Asgard and my redemption. It just got too tiring.
After I was wounded lsat year when Thor, Jane, and I were retrieving the Aether, I was never the same. Brushing that close to death terrified me, although I do't let anyone know that. I think twice now about killing anything, even bugs. I detest it, and yet I can't stop it. It's now a part of me.
For the most part, I've been pardonned for my crimes. Saving all the Realms apparently cancaels out the fact that I tried to take over Midgard. Whoop-de-doo.
Most of the Aesir still are wary and look down upon me, but I don't care. Odin finally sees me for what I am, as does the rest of Asgard. Only Frigga and Thor blindly still treat me as their son and brother. As family. They're the only reason Odin hasn't thrown me into the prisons again, or back to Jotunheim. Their the ones who insisted on my redemption.
As of recently however, Odin has kept me on what the humans refer to as House Arrest. Although I'm free, I'm not allowed to leave the Palace grounds. No matter what the others say, it's false freedom. I'm the God of Lies. I can see through them like water.
"Hurry up Loki!" Thor hollers from down the hallawy, I pick up my pace, matching his. He has an extra jolt to his step today, and his smile is a tad bigger. Odin has finally agreed to allow me freedom, and Thor being the oaf he is insisted that I return to Midgard with him to visit his Lady Jane. I protested adamently, but as soon as Frigga heard of the argument, it was over. She seems to think that the trip will allow for some brotherly bonding.
She's changed too, since her brush with Death. That last conversation in my cell... she looked like she was going to give up. Not for herself, but for me. Because she could tell that I didn't want to accept her as my mother, and the old Frigga would always try to make others happy. But ever since she got better, even though she still loves to make others smile, she has chosen one thing that she has decided must go her way.
Us.
As in, Thor and I. She wants her two sons, who are brothers back. A stupid notion to me. But Odin has it right, with the notion that you NEVER cross Frigga. And so I've been going along with her little game. And besides, I might still have a soft spot for her. When I though that I had lost her last year... well, I don't like to dwell on that.
"Mother!" Thor exclaims as we enter the throne room. Thankfully Odin is no where in sight, but Frigga is currently talking with one of her maids. She dismisses her as soon as she sees us, a smile lighting up her delicate features.
"Boys," She smiles, looking us over. "Ready for your trip?"
"Yes," Thor smiles at the same time I mutter, "No."
Frigga just pinches my cheeks, like how she used to when Thor and I were little. "Don' worry, you'll enjoy it," She smiles, and I fight an eyeroll. "Have fun."
"Of course mother," Thor smiles, being the suck-up that he is. "We bid you farewell."
Frigga nods. "Tell Jane I say hello."
"Will do," Thor nods. And with that we exit the throne room. Better to do before Odin returns anyways.
Heimdall is waiting at the bifrost when we arrive. I must say, they did quite a swell job of fixing it up after Thor hammered it the first time. "Why can't we take a hidden branch again?" I whine as we dismount from our horses. I see Thor visibly shudder at the memory, and I can't help but smile.
"The Bifrost will do," He mumbles as we enter.
"Your Lady waits in earnest," Heimdall says in his deep voice, staring with his gold eyes at the stars. I wonder if he can see Yggdrisal too. Then I scoff. Of course he can.
"Then let's not make her wait any longer," Thor smiles. "Turn on the Birfrost."
"Try not to take over Midgard this time," Heimdall directs at me. I give him a sadistic smirk.
"Hi to you too," I mutter, and then we're sucked down the Bifrost.
As children, we used to call it a rainbow bridge, because I can't even describe some of the colours that fly by us. Everytime it takes my breath away, and sometimes, if I look at just the right angle, I can see the streams of magic throughout Yggdrisal.
As quickly as it starts, it ends, and the next thing I know is that I'm standingin the middle of New York, on top of Stark Tower. I look around amused.
"Well, this looks familiar," I smirk devilishly, and Thor gives me a stern look.
"Do not get any ideas Brother. You would do well to remember what happened last time," He warns, but I just look over the bustling city. Two years. That's how long it's been since I've last been to Midgard. Thor had visited last year during his fight with the Dark Elves, but by that point I had been wounded, and taken back for care in Asgard. The city still looks the same though. Big, stupid, and ready for ruling. My fingers clench at the thought.
"Come, we must find Lady Jane. I'm sure she's aware of our arrival. Heimdall would not have placed us here otherwise," Thor says, walking inside. I follow quietly, my eyes still flirting hungrily across the city.
"Hey look, that's the window I threw Tony Stark out of," I say wih fake enthusiasm. "And look there! I do believe that's the tile that your Hulk smashed me into."
"Enough, Loki," Thor says, a warning in his voice. But I ignore him. Too many memories now.
"And right there is where I cut the holes in the ceiling to supply power cables to stabalize the tesseract. And there-"
"I said ENOUGH!"
Thor grabs me and holds me against the wall, his blue eyes wide, not in rage, but rather in pain. "Brother, do not make me re-live my nightmares," He begs. I eye him with a solemn face.
"Then why bring me in the first place?" I spit. He looks helpless, before his face hardens in determination.
"Because you are my brother."
I scoff, my insides rolling with anger now. But I keep a cool look on my face. "Brother? Such a sentimental word, is it not?" I scoff. "You're no more my brother, than am I yours. And you'd do well to remember that."
But Thor only shakes his head, a sad smile on his face. He releases his grip on me. "One day you'll learn, Brother."
And that's that. He lets me go completely, and starts to walk down the halls of Stark Tower. And just as he expected, I follow him, because deep down inside, that little boy from our childhood still wants his older brother.
We walk into a grand room, following the sound of voices. Sure enough, sitting inside talking to a woman with red-hair, is none other than Thor's Jane. She looks healthier than the last time I saw her, but then again, I suppose this time she doesn't have an infinity stone running through her vains. Her blue eyes widen in joy when she sees Thor, and she cuts off her conversation with the other Lady to run and hug him.
"Thor! When did you get here!" She says excitedly, pulling out of their embrace. As soon as she does, her eyes land on me. Her smile immediately flips into a frown. "And you brought your brother," She says rather unenthusiastically. I smile at her nonetheless.
"Nice to see you too, Lady Jane," My smile is tight. "I can almost feel your exuberance at my presence."
"Wait," The redhead cuts me off. "Im sorry. Hi, I'm Pepper. Who are you guys?"
"My dearest apologies," Thor being the suck-up he is, says. "I am Thor, of Asgard. And this is my brother, Loki of-"
"-Jotunheim," I cut him off. He frowns at me, but I take it as a cue. "Loki of Jotunheim."
Pepper smiles at Thor. "Tony's told me a bit about you, and so has Jane. Nice to put a face to a name," She tells him. Then she turns to me. "I'm sorry. I feel like I should know you but-"
"He's the one who had tried to take us over two years ago," A new voice pops up from the corner which I didn't notice before. She looks up from her book. "Hi! I'm Darcy, by the way. I'm Jane's Intern. Good to meet you."
My eyebrows hike into my hairline, but I smile anyways. "Nice to meet you, Darcy. Pepper."
"Wait, your the guy Tony has nightmares about?" Pepper says, enraged. I assume she's Tony's girlfriend. She takes a step back comically fast, her warm features twisting into the disgust I'm used to. Ah well. I give her my best sadistic smile.
"Glad to know I haven't been forgotten in this pathetic realm," I tell her, earning me a disapproving look from Thor. Jane turns to Thor, a pout on her petite features.
"Thor, why did you bring him along this time? I thought he was under house arrest," She mutters. Pepper just looks upset about the situation on the whole. I turn to the blundering oaf, my eyebrows raised in question too. They have quite the valid point.
"Well," Thor starts rather hesitantly. "He's been released, and so I asked him to come with me to Midgard for a visit to get him out of his dreary mood. Loki has quite the temper when he's moody," He mumbles wide-eyed.
"Thor!" I protest, my eyes going wide. "I am not moody!"
"See?" He asks his girlfriend, and I face-palm. What. An. Oaf.
"For the record," I look up, playing innocence across my features, although the smallest hint of a smile still tugs on the corners of my lips, "I did protest to coming. Thor just had to go whining to his mother, and I preferred to suffer this torture, than to find myself at the recieving end of Frigga's wrath," I mutter.
"Our mother," Thor interjects, emphasizing the one word. I roll my eyes.
"Your mother," I mutter quietly enough so that he won't hear, but I see that Jane who's standing between us does. I shoot her a quick look warning her to be quiet, and thank Valhalla she does.
"Hey Pep, I saw the light thingy. Is Point Break back in town? Cuz Fury apparently just called some super important Avengers meeting that we're all supposed to attend so..." Tony trails off as he walks into the room, his attention which was originally on his phone, now focusing on me. For a second I see a twinge of fear on his face - then it's gone, replaced with his usual witty and sarcastic attitude. "What do you know. Is it family reunoin time?"
"Tony Stark," Thor smiles. "A pleasure as always. Yes, I am revisiting Midgard, except this time-"
"Please tell me he isn't here to try and take us over again?" Tony cuts Thor off in his normal noncalant way as he makes his way over to the bar. He grabs a whiskey bottle. "Cuz last time, if I recall correctly, it didn't work out for him all that well. And according to Fury, something big is going on which he needs to brief us about, so now would be a really bad time to have to save the world." After a second Tony adds, "Again."
"At ease," Thor reassures them. "My brother means no harm to Midgard. In fact, he helped me save the realms from utter darkness last year. He has been pardonned for his sins on Asgard."
My fingers automatically reach for my chest, where under my leather and metal clad outfits lies my mutilated flesh scar from my stab wound. But I quickly cover the action up, by pretending to scratch my neck. Only Thor notices, and his eyes soften.
"What about his sins on Earth?" Tony speaks up again, while pouring himself a generous amount of alcohol.
Thor glares at him. "By saving all the realms," Thor emphasizes his point, "He has been completely pardonned. Of all sins in any realm."
"That isn't of importance now," I cut off their convcersation, tired of them talking about me as though I'm not already here. "Why don't you head to your meeting while I look around the city?" I try, a mischevious smirk lighting up my features despite my will to suppress it. Tony shakes his head adamently.
"Are you kidding me? You trashed my building and built an ugly attachment to it the last time you were here. You're coming with us, buddy boy. I don't care what your brother says, I still don't trust you," Tony states. My lips twist into a smirk.
"Perhaps this room isn't completely full of fools," I say darkly.
I can tell I've stirred everyone up a bit, much to my pleasure. But as always, Stark is the first to shake it off. Thor will definitely be the last. "You're all coming," He gestures to the three women in the room as well. "You might come in handy."
"Why?" Pepper says, her mind immediately analyzing what could be happening. "What's the problem?"
Tony shrugs before turning and walking towards the door. As he's about to leave, he shouts over his shoulder.
"Apparently a sixteen year old girl."
