The marble floor was cold on her back as she panted roughly. Her body was exhausted from trying to control the power inside. The power Frig had given her after agreeing to hide her in the palace. For a year now she has been hiding as a bounty hunter in the palace, sleeping in a room hidden behind a grand tapestry of the queen. Thanks to Frigga she was given magic, small amounts that in time she learned to harness. She was taught minor tricks, cloaking, small forms of shape shifting, and her favorite, duplication.

Frig often watched her and trained her so she could better grasp the power. Though she would not admit it Tabitha had grown accustomed to it quickly. Every day she would visit and send a wave or two into her form. The hunter would hiss in pain feeling it course through her veins but would endure it gracefully. One night the queen gambled with the amount of power she transferred into the girl. In a flash the hunter flew back with a small burst of red light. Frig; worried she might have killed her, ran to her side only to find her rubbing her scars and screaming that they burned. Upon inspection, the red ribbons had twirled into snakes. Still pink like a scar but imprinted like a tattoo. From then on whenever she used her magic they would glow a light red only. Why they changed they didn't know but Tabitha didn't mind. At least they weren't just scars now.

A month after hiding from the guards and Odin; Tabitha became talented with the arts of magic. After some time she learned some of her own tricks to use.

Small magic tricks where easy to accomplish, the harder or more difficult they where the less time they would stay. She had found a way to project herself in a different place and be able to interact with them. With this ability she has been able to see Loki and entertain him keeping his mind from truly going insane from boredom.

"Get up, again." Frigga stood before her in the queens chambers; she looked down waiting for Tabitha to stand. "You must practice so you can hold your conjure longer." She spoke lightly turning to the corner where the fire pit was. Loki stood there almost transparent looking in the direction of where his mother had her gaze. He smiled and went back to facing the woman who raised him.

"Has she gotten better?" The golden mother smiled and nodded yes. "Good, I can't wait to see you for more than five minutes." He teased playfully directing it to Tabitha. She waved her hand using a knee to lung up. Tabitha stood letting the feeling of power surge through her, pulsating with her heart. He scars left on her wrists brightened in color as she braced herself. Frigga watched excepting to see another Tabitha stand side by side mimicking her actions. As a light red glow appeared around her form she noticed a Loki falling from her sight. He now laid on the floor laughing and rubbing his arm briskly. A smirk formed on her lips as she continued her unseen assault from Frig.

"How about this!?" He continued laughing while Frigga looked at her wide eyed.

"You made it solid?! You can physically touch him?!" When Tabitha relaxed releasing her focus on the magic, her unseen form disappeared. "It took me years to master that, how could you do it so fast?" she tapped a nail to her lips. "Maybe I gave you more magic than I thought." Loki looked up from the ground laughing and giggling. Though he could only see his mother he knew more or less where Tabitha stood.

"I can only do it every now and then. The only thing is I can't I feel him unless it's him doing the conjuring." She only wished she could touch him or just be beside him and not be out in the free world while he sat in a white cell. It could have been worse; she could be back on earth and be left in the same situation as Thor. Luckily for her she found a way to stay in this realm with the help of Heimdall and Frigga. So at least she could pay him visits once in a while.

"Well it appears you have handled the magic better than I expected." She gave the fighter a once over, looking at her dripping with sweat and breathing heavy from fatigue. "I can see not being born Asgardian takes a toll on you. Try not to overdo what I have given you." She looked over giving Loki a smile as he faded away to nothing. Tabitha flopped to the ground resting her body, the strain hurt so badly she didn't want to stand. It was easier to change herself rather than throwing her form elsewhere. "Come on dear, up up! We will finish there for today. Any more strain and you might be out for a week."Tabitha responded with a light growl then turned onto all fours and began to crawl to the mother's hidden path to her chamber. "Now you are just being dramatic, you're starting to remind me more and more of my youngest, with your skill in magic and antics." The two smiled as Tabitha pushed up from the ground meeting the queen's gaze. "It's late and I wish to rest, go." Tabitha waved pulling on a tassel dangling along other drapes stepping into the staircase that now shown a small hidden path.

The palace being mostly empty made it possible to hear every footstep. A quickening click of heels against marble floor was the main noise of the hour. Gia wondered down a hall opening large doors and descending stairs. She passed guards keeping watch, the further she walked the more would appear. They would exchange gazes and then look up and down her slender form. Her blond hair was tied to the side letting in cascade over her right shoulder hiding the only strap of her dress. Finally as she reached the last flight of stairs Gia flung the metal doors open with a flick of her wrist. The guards inside Spun with their swords and spears drawn ready to attack the intruder, with another wave of her hand they collapsed falling to the ground asleep. The inmates whistled and howled trying to get her attention as she sashayed on. A wicked smirk arose from her delicate lips as she approached her goal.

Loki sat on a chair reading a book with a leg tossed over an arm. The inmates shouting about didn't bother him at all. He was too happy seeing Tabitha; though it was short, he was happy. Even if he didn't see her he wouldn't pay any attention to them. Every now and then they would try and start a riot by slamming themselves into the light that kept them in. He too wanted to be out in the free world again but acting like a fool wasn't going to get him out.

"Hello MY love" Loki's green eyes shot up when hearing the female voice. His brows furrowed when he saw who his visitor was. The blond woman who took care of Tabitha while she was hurt, why would she want to see him? "Oh? What's wrong? Do you not remember me?" She raised a hand to cover her mouth and giggled to herself. It slowly became intense and it got more and more demonic. He frowned with an anger piercing her.

"What is so funny? Do I amuse you?! "Slowly she settled down bringing her laughter to a light chuckle. She touched her hand to the light letting the slight tingle surge through her arm. Loki tossed his book down in a furry approaching her towering over her from behind the wall. "I am still a prince I would be weary of what you say and do."

"You could have been king if only you stayed with me." Her voice changed in pitch sounding more like a matured woman than a young one. She placed her face in her hands pulling back so her hands ran through her hair. Every feature that was grazed by her hand changed in small forms, her lips becoming fuller and her hair turning into an almost white blond. Her eyes flickered open with their deep green gaze. The god's eye's got wider as he noticed the woman emerging before him. How didn't he notice this before?

Sigyn.

" HOW DARE YOU SHOW YOUR FACE AROUND HERE!" He slammed both fists into the light zapping his hands. Raged filled his entire form as she batted her green eyes at him. "YOU HAD LEFT AFTER I FOUND YOU SLITHERING YOUR WAY INTO THE BED OF OTHER MEN!" Her ivory skinned hand touched her heart acting in pain from his words.

"I am known for my caring and affection." Sigyn gave a wink. "I came back knowing one day you would take me back."

"Never." He spit out the words like venom. He slammed his fists into barrier again then turning away so he wouldn't see her. "Guards! Guards!"

"There's no use, they are all sleeping. It's just you and me." Loki sat down again in a huff folding his hands together and bringing it to his chin. His leg bounced furiously as she stood and watched. No wonder he didn't feel right when she was around. Sigyn frowned for a slight moment remembering the night he broke it off. She was just leaving the quarters of some rich drunkard who asked for her company. In turn she ended up bedding him after nursing him from the ale. It wasn't the first, no there were many she had nursed and then shown them the night of their lives. Loki was one of those men.

After being brutally whipped she tended his wounds only out of pity for the man. She was indeed attracted to the god and wanted to woo him. Her first attempt he pushed not bothered at all by her growing affection, when inside he did in fact feel the same. As Loki got more and more punishments Sigyn found compelled to help him. The god grew to appreciate her and enjoy her presence when she would sit by his bedside. Finally after one strange punishment she stayed day and night with him, washing away venom from his eyes from a snake the dripped poison. He craned himself and kissed her, she found herself intoxicated by him just by the kiss. Still the call's of other men still enticed her.

The night she had wandered off with the drunk, Loki was searching for her. That night he wished to make her his bride. As she glided passed him on the arms of another man he stopped in his tracks. His mouth left a gape he let the ring he had brought slip to the floor and bounce on the brick road. Loki waited for her outside from across the door until she emerged. After a long wait the door creaked open with a tired fair haired women leaving. With a sneer the god dragged her out into an open hall by her hair. As he shouted and yelled tossing her outside the palace walls he exiled her though he did not have the authority. There without another word she ran crying humiliated. "Aren't you happy to se-"

"No I'm not; you besides Odin are the last people I wish to see."

"Oh don't sound too excited." She giggled again, pushing away those horrible memories. "I came here to accept your apology for humiliating me and seeing that other woman." Loki tightened his muscles creating a wave of his magic to fling things against the walls. He bit his lip in anger getting up again and slamming both fists into the wall again before her. He lent in with a malice look on his face and spoke with mocking grin.

"That 'other woman' is someone you could never be." He looked back starring daggers. "Mine."