So, Idk if you know this, but when I write Loki fanfics, a lot of it comes from mythology. I'm a huge mythology buff (and an even bigger Loki buff) so I know a lot of this stuff, but I've never read the Eddur (but i want to so so so bad,) and i had to change some of this stuff for my fiction, but I DO KNOW so if it's wrong, I probably changed it. If its wrong because I just don't know, I'm sure i'll learn about it eventually, so just assumed i tweaked it :3

Loki stared up at Brynja, jolted by her sudden movement. His eyes were so beautiful, they stood out in stark contrast to the rest of him.

"You," Brynja pointed down at him, "You're Loki. You tried to take over the world."

"Oh that was so long ago, who cares? I was petty. Stupid. I listened to the wrong people. That doesn't matter." He waved his hand in dismissal and looked down at himself. "Oh, I look fowl." He used his magic and made himself clean again. He then manifested clothes for himself and slicked back his long black hair.

It was then that Brynja heard the heavy patter of feet on sodden ground. She stuck her finger to Loki's mouth. shushing his already quieted talking. She hadn't been expecting him to pull her close and flatten them to the wall of the hole.

"I've made us invisible," he whispered to her. "Who do you think they are?"

"Asgardian guards." She whispered back, leaning into him a little more, trying to make them flatter even though he said they were invisible. He peered down at her, "Why?"

"I did something." She said quietly.

"What did you do?"

"I stole something important." Brynja was putting it off and he knew it.

"What did you steal?" Loki asked, but the guards were just above them now, and the sound of running had stopped. The pair looked up, all of the eyes of the Asgardians were staring down.

"Where is he?" One said.

"Not here, obviously. Look, the serpents head was severed. The ropes are cut. He's been stolen, we need to see the All-Father immediately." spoke a second guard.

"What about the elven whore?" Another said, appalling Brynja. She was only half dark elf.

"Forget her. Only Loki can use the scepter and he's gone now." Then the guards left, running back in the direction from which they had come. Loki dropped the invisibility spell and Brynja immediately pushed herself away from him.

It was his scepter that she had stolen? She had no idea. And if only he can use it, how come she was able to call it to her? Or had it called her? She had felt drawn to it when she was in the vault. Not even Surtur's sword, which she had stolen from Jotunheim long ago, had appealed to her as much as this stick.

"You have my scepter?" He asked in a hushed voice.

"Well, not with me." She held her hand out and called the Chitauri scepter forward. Loki watched in wonder as the thing materialized in front of her, answering her call. He was confused, it shouldn't have responded to her. But it had. Maybe it was fate that she had taken that particular route through the woods. He would have to ask her later.

"How can you call it to you like that? The scepter, for me, is like Thor's Mjolnir, only he can use it."

Though Brynja didn't know much about the Asguardian princes, she had heard of the forging of Mjolnir and it's enchantment. "No, you are wrong. Those worthy can possess Thor's strength in the hammer. So, if I am worthy, I suppose I can wield and call your scepter."

"Oh, well... give it to me." Loki held out a slender arm, waiting for her to give him the Chitauri scepter.

"I don't think I should." She eyed him suspiciously.

"Why not?" He asked , moving closer to her and putting his hands on his hips.

"Because I don't trust you. You might try to take over the world. Again!"

"You don't trust me? Aren't you the one who stole that scepter from the weapon vaults? I shouldn't trust you!"

"I just saved you!" She yelled, pointing her finger at him accusingly."

"Yeah, and I just saved you, so we're even!" He swatted her hand away from his face.

Brynja could barely believe that this was the big threat to the world. He didn't seem so bad. He actually seemed pretty childish. It was kind of cute, honestly.

"Yeah, even. But I'm not giving you this back. Not yet." She held the scepter just out of his reach. He lunged for it, but she turned her body and made the scepter return to where she had mentally hidden it when the guards began to chase her.

"We should get out of here. If my - if the All-Father gets here, making us invisible will be useless. He'll be able to sense my magic, I'm a bit out of practice." Loki said, looking up towards the opening. When he looked back to where Brynja had been standing, he saw that she was half way up the side of the wall, scaling it with no difficulty.

He watched her and when she climbed over the side and stood back up, he teleported himself beside her.

"So, where should we go?"

"My home in Svartalfheim." She brushed the dirt from the knees of her leather pants.

"You're a Dark Elf? You do not look it." They began to walk towards a river that ran through a lush meadow.

"My father is of Asgard." Bryjna's voice was cold and monotone.

"Oh. My parents are of Jotunheim."

"Both of them? You do not look even a bit... Frosty?"

Loki laughed, "Because I am not proud of, nor am I used to, my natural form. And the term is Jotun."

"You are not proud? Loki, there is nothing wrong with who you are." She knelt by the river and washed her face and hands.

His eyes grew angry, "I was raised being told that the Frost Giants were monsters. I was tought to hate them, and then I discover that I am one of them."

Brynja stood. "Is that it then Is that why you tried to take the throne of Asgard? is that also why you attempted to take Midgard for yourself?"

"No. That is not it." Loki's eyes softened, and his voice quieted.

Brynja stepped towards him, placing a hand on his shoulder. She could tell that thinking back to those things hurt him. She was curious, she didn't understand why she wanted to know everything about this man but she did. She needed to understand why he did the things he did, why he thought the way he did.

Suddenly, Loki's eyes shot up, darting around the area. "We need to go, hold on tight."

"Wait, you don't know where my house is!"

"Don't you do magic?"

"A little. I mean, I can teleport, but sometimes I get it wrong."

"Just about anywhere will be better than here. Odin is very close."

Loki pulled Brynja in close just as he had before and she did her best to summon enough magic to get them both to her home.

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