I feel like this is moving a bit fast...is it or is that just me?...ah, well, as usual I still don't own Thor or any of its characters, just Kaia. What? No comment from Loki?!

Loki: -_- You're wearing down my patience, woman.

Kaia: Down boy. *zaps with bolt*

Loki: *yelp* Mercy! I yield!

Me: *faceplam* Save it for the story you two. (warning, spoiler alert, sorry!)

I cannot believe I'm doing this, I cannot believe I'm doing this, I cannot believe I'm doing this! Thor owes me big time after this, does he have any idea how much trouble we could get in if Odin finds out?! Especially with that gatekeeper, Heimdall. I have great respect for the guy, but sometimes he's a bit of a tattletale whenever we sneak off on missions like this. Oh well, such is the life of an Asgardian princess, dragged on life-and-realm-threatening missions by her big brute of a brother. Lucky me!

I don my lightweight silver armor set; a breastplate and shoulder pads of a rare silver colored metal. I have no idea the name, but it is very strong and lightweight, allowing me to fly in it easily. I slip into black leather leggings and my black boots, putting my dark, bluish-violet cape on shortly after. After checking to make sure I was adjusted properly, I flew out the balcony door and met my friends at the stables, where they awaited readying their horses. "Took you long enough, little dove!" Fandral jested.

I growl back, "You try having a pair of wings on your back while changing into armor, amorous git."

Volstagg laughs, "She's got bite, she does, Fandral. That or you're losing your charm."

Fandral scowls, but smiles only a couple seconds later. As they ready their horses, I stand by the entrance waiting for them. With my wings, I had no need for a horse, so I never got one. As I was waiting, I saw Sif staring at my hair, "Something wrong, Sif?" I ask, unconsciously feeling my hair as if something were wrong with it.

Sif smiles, "Nothing is wrong, dear friend, unless you intend to go to battle with your hair hanging down."

I knew I forgot something! I had indeed forgotten to put my hair up before leaving. I flushed a deep shade of red and pulled out a ribbon and spiked leather belt. The belt was a gift from Hogun. The man thought ahead and when he had seen I intended on leaving my hair long, he had given me the belt to weave through a braid. Now, should an enemy reach to grab my hair, that enemy would regret it. Normally I have no trouble braiding my own hair, but the armor made it much more difficult than it should have been. Everyone else mounted their horses as I struggled, but before I could give up, Loki waved the rest off, "We'll meet you at the Bifrost soon."

Thor nodded and they galloped across the Rainbow Bridge. Loki stepped behind me, gently took my hair in his hands, snatched the spiked belt from my hands, and began to braid my hair. When I felt his fingers brush against the back of my neck, I smiled, savoring the feel of his fingers in my hair. He was swift with his work, but made a good braid. When he suddenly stopped, I became confused...oh, right...I handed him the ribbon and he completed the braid. It was secure and would not fall out, of that I was certain, so I turned around and told him, "You didn't have to do that."

He grins, reached out to tenderly stroke my cheek, "No," he whispers. He bends down so he can whisper in my ear, "But I wanted to."

He takes a loose strand of hair and tucks it behind my ear. By now, I realized how close we were, so close I could have sworn the tips of our noses were touching. I could hear his breathing become heavier as my own heart began to pound so furiously I was almost certain he heard it. He locks his emerald eyes with my indigo ones, and for that split second, time froze...there was nothing but me and him. Hesitantly, he reached out, cupping my cheek in his hand, "You are so beautiful, my little angel," he whispers almost trance-like.

Little angel...that is something he has not called me since...well...he has never called me that before. I swallow nervously, but could not help but feel millions of butterflies flutter about in my stomach. I could see Loki's eyes searching my face, but he doesn't move. I chuckle then stand on my toes to kiss him. His hands wrap around my waist as mine slide into his hair…

"Am I interrupting something?"

I am going to kill him! Loki and I jump apart and turn to glare at the womanizing intruder. Naturally, Loki retorts, "Hmmm, I wonder, two people having a private moment and you simply barge in unannounced. No, you're not interrupting anything."

Fandral raises a brow but ignores Loki's underlying threat, "Let's go, we've been waiting outside this whole time."

I looked at Loki, whose cheeks are also tinted pink. I smile, stand on my tip toes, and kiss him on the cheek before rushing out of the stables after our group. I will never convince myself how lucky I am to have Loki…even with the constant interruptions and brief moments. If it means keeping him, I can live with it.

We arrived at the Bifrost entrance, where Heimdall stood, guarding it as he has been for many millennia. The moment we dismounted, Loki walked ahead confidently, "Leave this to me." He approached the golden warrior far more confident than I've seen him in a while, "Good Heimdall-!"

"You're not dressed warmly enough," Heimdall tells him in his deep voice.

Loki reacts quickly, "I'm sorry?"

"You think you can deceive me?"

Loki chuckles, "You must be mistaken-"

Thor interrupts, "Enough! Heimdall, may we pass?"

As he converses with Heimdall, I place my hand gently on Loki's shoulder. He looked at me, expressionless, but he hid his smile well, showing it to me in his eyes. Suddenly, everyone starts to go forward, Volstagg stops beside Loki, "What happened? Silver tongue turn to lead?" he jests.

I scoff, "Don't listen to him, Loki. The important thing is you tried."

Loki scowls, and I head inside before him, walking up to stand between Thor and Sif. Heimdall inserts his golden sword into the activator to start up the Bifrost. "Be warned, I will obey my sworn oath to protect this city and all who dwell within, should your return threaten the safety of Asgard, the Bifrost will remain closed to you."

Volstagg swallows and stammers out, "C-Couldn't you just leave the bridge open for us?"

"To leave the bridge open would unleash the full power of the Bifrost and destroy Jotunheim with you upon it."

Thor grins, overconfident as usual, "I have no plans to die today."

Neither do any of us, you big oaf. "None do," says Heimdall, as if he had read my thoughts.

A bright flash of light appears before us and we're whisked away into the vast space between the realms.

~~~o0o~~~

For the four times I've traveled through the Bifrost, and I've hated all four, this one was no different. Every time, I'd feel as though I was going to vomit and my head would spin violently, making me dizzy whenever we landed. As we crashed onto the cold wastes of Jotunheim, I became dizzy as usual and lost my balance. Loki tried to catch me, but I only ended up pulling him down with me so I landed on his chest. I heard a wolf-whistle from behind me and growled, firing a mini-bolt at Fandral, who then yelped in pain. I smirked, then took a look at my surroundings. Never before had I been on Jotunheim, the only imagery of it I have gotten from how Thor described it on one of his adventures. His description wasn't far off the mark. Thor had described it as vast, barren, and cold, which is exactly what I saw now. A few dark cliffs and crevices scattered the land, accompanied by snow-capped rocks of ice.

We started forward, tense and ready for an ambush, yet no giant blue monster ever appeared. It was quiet...too quiet...that quiet when you know there's something very wrong going on. I bit my lip nervously, I didn't like it here, it was too empty, too cold. Even surrounded by my friends I felt...alone. I felt a hand gently grasp my shoulder, and turned to Sif, thanking her comforting gesture with a small smile. She walked beside me, "It's too quiet...where are they?"

Thor was quick to answer, "Hiding, as cowards always do."

After the gruff reply, he came to stand by me as well, taking on his stance as overprotective big brother. I felt like rolling my eyes, but with the current situation we were in, I welcomed his presence gratefully. Soon, we came upon a great palace made of thick, dry ice. As we walked in the open space at the entrance, a rough, gravelly voice calls out, "You have come a long way to die, Asgardians."

I flinched slightly and Thor left my side to stand at the front of the group. I looked up onto a balcony of ice, where a large Jotun stood, eyes as deep and dark as blood. Cold, cruel, calculating was all I could see in this creature. Then, I recognized him, this was Laufey. Thor growled a challenge, "How did your people get into Asgard?!"

Laufey seemed bored, "The House of Odin...is full of traitors."

I flinched, then snarled, indigo mist swirling about my hands. Thor shouted angrily, "Do not dishonor my father's name with your lies!"

Laufey stood just as I came to stand next to my brother. Thor tried to push me back, but I stood firm, glaring defiantly up at the Jotun King. Dangerous or not, you do not insult my family. "Your father is a liar and a thief! You're no different, you long for battle! You crave it; you're nothing but a boy, trying to prove himself a man! You hide behind your freak of a sister!"

Thor gripped Mjolnir fiercely and I stood, shocked beyond words. I hissed at the King, "He is none of what you speak! He's more suited for a throne now than you shall ever be!"

Laufey tilted his head at me in confusion and I bristled my wings to show my anger. "Ah yes, what was your name again? Kana? Kira? Oh right! Kaia, the little princess of Asgard. Finally out of the safety of the palace, little one?" the King taunted.

I growled, the mist becoming more and more visible. Thor gripped my wrist, warning me against any action, though he himself was prepared for something drastic. Loki stepped forward, "Thor, Kaia, stop and think, look around, we're outnumbered."

Laufey spoke again, "Go now, while I still allow it."

Loki looked up at the King, putting his honeyed words to good use, "We will accept your most gracious offer. Come on, brother, you too, Kaia."

With a final snarl, I turned, ready to follow Loki. After a couple seconds angry hesitation, Thor turned to flow us, until..."Run back home, little princess."

"Damn," Loki and I said at the same time.

With a cocky grin, and a mighty swing of Mjolnir, the battle erupted. I fired my long charged up bolt at the first Giant I saw, grinning with satisfaction as he exploded into icy dust. A Giant came from behind me and I summersaulted forward, flipping to slide on my back and fire numerous bolts at the beast. I shot up as the mist surrounded my hands. I saw a Jotun preparing to strike at Hogun's unarmed back and I fired a bolt at the Giant. Hogun nodded in thanks and continued to fight his own battle. Suddenly, two very large Giants came stumbling towards me. I backed up until I felt the wall against my fingertips, then looked back at them, grinning. Just as they were about to skewer me with their ice-covered arms, I shot into the skies with a great flap of my wings, watching with satisfaction as they crashed into the solid ice wall.

From my view above, I saw Loki expertly throwing his hidden blades at any Frost Giant who came near him. Not far away, Thor seemed to be battling at least ten of the Jotuns at once. A Jotun came charging near him and I prepared a bolt, ready to fire, when suddenly Thor threw Mjolnir at the Giant, effectively snapping its neck. All of a sudden, an icy pain rips through my left wing and I scream, quickly losing altitude, cursing myself for not being as observant as I should have been. I crashed into the snow below, tumbling around for a bit before coming up to lean on my right side. I had no time to inspect my wing for a Giant came barreling towards me. I grit my teeth, ignoring the pain, and shot an energy bolt at it, eliminating it. Clenching my jaw tight, I turn to inspect my wing. Bright red blood seeps from it and into the feathers, all coming out of a gaping wound caused by several small ice shards. I fought against the pain, keeping my wing folded behind my back. I was surrounded by three Frost Giants, all carrying large clubs of ice. I fired a bolt at one, shattering its club. All of them roared and charged.

I rolled to the side, charging my power. I continued to dodge until I finally had my chance. With a yell, I unleashed an indigo ray of energy, incinerating the Giants. I look to my left, where Loki stands with a Giant…who was gripping his arm! Before I could rush to help him, I heard a yell of pain. Fandral had been skewered by ice. As Volstagg and Hogun ran to him, I heard Loki yell, "Thor! We must go!"

"Then go!" he shouted back, fighting off large amounts of Giants.

Wait…is he seriously?...Oh, no! Thor! I started to run to him, but was stopped by Loki. "Kaia! We have to go!" he told me.

I fought him off, yelling back, "We can't just leave him!"

"He'll be fine! Now let's go!"

With a heavy heart, I ran with Loki. Every jolt made my injured wing throb, but that was the least of my worries. Suddenly, there was a loud cracking behind us, followed by a tremendous roar. We all looked back…oh, shit! This is wonderful…now we have an angry Frost Beast after us. Like things couldn't get any worse. With our luck, of course they could. We redoubled our speed just as the ground began to crack under us. The beast continued to gain speed until it was right behind us. Then, it was gone, probably fell through the ground.

We ran and ran until we reached our arrival point. Volstagg called for Heimdall. We waited, but there was no beam of light to take us back home. Odd…we were far away from the battle, why won't he bring us home?!

The reason rose in front of us; a big, blue beast. It rose slowly, growling its anger. The mist surrounded my hands and I readied myself for the inevitable attack. I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to look at Loki. There was great sadness in his eyes. I nodded, I understood. Just as the creature moved to attack, Thor flew out of nowhere and through the beast's mouth, killing it instantly. As the beast fell off the cliff, Thor landed in front of us. Oh, he's in so much trouble!...and so were we.

When we turned around, we found ourselves surrounded by what seemed to be the entire Frost Giant army. We moved closer together, almost all of us in defensive stances. All of a sudden, the Bifrost's light appeared….but not to take us home. There was Odin, riding Sleipnir and dressed in his armor…and he looked angry…

Good job, Thor.

Yeah, I'm not too good at action scenes, it's a part of my writing I'm working on so...yeah, please read and review! Comments appreciated for anything that I could adjust for future chapters!