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"Is this really necessary?" Loki asked Thor as he was paraded towards Odin's throne room. "Shackles seem to be a bit over dramatic."
"Do not forget Loki that you are a criminal of Asgard. Father would not let you walk around unless you where guarded and chained. In his eyes you are still the murderous man that the realms have come to see."
"If he was smart he wouldn't have me be walking around at all," Loki mumbled so only he could hear himself. He rolled his green eyes and sighed. He had to go through Odin's clearing to go with Thor to Midgard. It was an insufferable pain, but he had come accustomed to it over the many centuries he lived on Asgard. If a criminal was to be released Odin had to give his approval. Loki crinkled his face. It sounded completely dim. It was like they where all his children. But then again Odin treated them better than his own son.
No one had ever cleared. Odin was not a forgiving man. Loki remembered one time he had snuck into the old library Odin had hid from him. He knew he was not allowed to go there, to touch the books, to read their knowledge. But the temptation had driven him insane. He had to know what these books contained and why they where hidden from him. He had snuck out of bed that night, the moon lighting his way. He had always known where it was. His magic was drawn to it. After hours of reading the ancient spells and stories Odin had stormed in red in the face. Loki was forced to clean stables and stay in his room. Nothing else. It stayed this way for two years. He was only nine then and it seemed rather harsh. But of course he snuck into that library night after night during this time, reading and re-reading.
They continued down the dim corridor. Each guard that they passed glared at Loki and every time he would smile back. Not a big toothy grin but a smirk. They knew what was happening but could do nothing. Loki loved the power he had over them. It swelled in his chest and sat in his eyes. The stone walls watched him walk across the golden floor and reach the massive golden and silver door that would allow entrance into the throne room.
"Do not talk," Thor demanded.
"I do not get to justify myself?" Loki questioned.
"Your silver tongue will do nothing for you right now brother. If you say anything father will have you locked back up."
"He's a little theatrical isn't he?"
Thor just glared and his brother and nodded his head toward the two guards. The doors glowed as they slowly where pushed open. A long and steady creak penetrated the silence. Both brothers walked into the room. Asgardian designs where painted on the walls around the room. The designs where painted every which way giving the impression of movement. Guards in gold armor stood at the ready of Odin. They where lined up six on each side. Loki knew that many more guards would storm the room if need be. Odin sat on throne. Granite steps lead up to the golden seat. More Asgardian symbols where carved into the head peace of the throne. Two wing like structures came of the main chair. It was rather flashy. Loki had never really like the design of it but he had always imagined sitting in it as King. Odin's face was stone. The ancient wrinkles seemed to be his history etched in hi face. His eye patch sat in it's place. His white beard hung low. A smaller figure caught his eye. She was in a golden dress that had two layers. The top layer was a gold that sparkled and glittered whenever she moved. The lower layer was a smooth gold. It looked like silk but was actually made of real gold fabricated by the finniest seamstress in all the realms, an elf. She looked at her son with soft eyes. There was regret in them but also happiness.
Loki turned away from Frigga clenching his jaw together. Once he had seen her in the room he knew he would be a free man. His mother had always been on his side. She would soften Odin asking for forgiveness, and when that didn't work she suggested and alternative idea. Redemption. He had redeemed himself many times as a child but Loki knew his father never truly forgave him for certain incidents. Both men stopped in front of the steps.
"Loki Odinson," Odin boomed, "You are here to be judged upon whether you shall go to Midgard to help the mortals." "O good lord" he thought.
"You have gone against Asgard and are no longer seen as a prince or an heir. You are an enemy to all realms. A threat that could destroy many." Loki almost smirked. Well Odin got one thing right he could destroy the realms if he was given enough time.
"At this point in time a bigger threat has shown it's face. A powerful force that has magic that you can also wield. Your power is one of the strongest and only your magic can destroy the magic being used by this enemy. I have given it long consideration and thought and decided that you may go to Midgard. But you can only have your magic when you find the source of the other magic."
"How is that supposed to work," Loki commented.
Thor tensed and stepped in front of him. "Father Loki needs his magic. The mortals need it. They have a machine. His magic is the key."
"Can they not make this machine work in any other way?" asked Odin.
"No," replied Thor.
This was ridiculous. His power could never be taken away from him and they both knew that. They could restrain it but he knew how to take those spells off. Odin's library had proven it's self useful. Loki's eye's widened. There was one power that Odin had shielded from him sense the day he took him from Jotumheim. His heart leaped to his throat.
"What might be useful is my true form," Loki suggested.
"Loki," Frigga gasped.
"Only the power that comes with it. It could come in handy when we confront this mysterious figure."
"If I gave you your power you would also revert to your original form," explained Odin.
"I can make allusions. It will be no problem to hide."
Odin looked Loki in the eyes. Tension filled the room. Loki knew that he was asking a huge thing. He had never had his true powers. They would be hard to control at first but that was nothing new to him. If Odin allowed him this he would be able to help him destroy the realms faster. They would be unstoppable.
"Odin. Do not give him what he wants," Frigga said loudly enough for her son to hear. "It could destroy him," she whispered this to her husband. "We found that out earlier. If you give him these you are risking his death." Odin nodded his head quickly.
"I will bestow your form to you, but be warned, if you do anything to go against us or any realm with these power I will personally kill you."
"Understood," Loki replied.
"Do not betray us Loki," Thor said.
Loki watched his brother. He was still a dim witted man. He wanted to save Midgard for his love. Of course the realms where also his responsibility but Loki knew Thor could not lose Jane. Loki's lip went up towards hi nose. It was disgusting. Love made smart men dumb, and made Thor look like a rock. Love was weakness. One of the first people he would kill would be Jane. Then his brother would know true pain. He felt a tug on his wrists. They began walking out of the room. He was finally getting out of this god forsaken place. They where going right to Midgard.
Loki looked back and saw a tear fall down his mother's face. A small pain of guilt hit his heart for a split second. Love is weakness he repeated.
"I refuse," Loki growled.
"You have no choice," Thor replied.
"You must think me…" Loki was cut off by the muzzle being put around his mouth.
"Much better," roared Thor pounding his brother on the back. "Your actually more attractive that way. Your personality doesn't get in the way of your pretty face."
Loki burned holes through the back of Thor's head as the where moved to the elevator. Loki had to make an allusion so the mortals did not see them. He decided on making the guards normal business men. He was a normal man as well. Thor on the other hand was a very curvaceous blonde women. He had been getting whistles and looks. The poor sap had no clue.
The elevator ride was short which Loki enjoyed. He didn't like long drawn out processes. "Loki, will you turn off. Its freezing."
Loki furrowed his brows together. He still couldn't control the cold temperature that came with his true form, but he could at least make it less cold. When he had first gotten his true form back he had almost regretted it. He instantly turned blue with the markings of his people decorating his skin. His eye's had turned a blood red and for a second he was pretty sure Thor had turned green. But after a few illusions he had made himself look like him. He vowed that no one would ever see him like that again.
The doors opened and they walked forward. After a couple steps they parted revealing a room full of everyone Loki despised. The soldier's face dropped in confusion. The archer's face reddened and he quickly stood up, the assassin holding his arm down. The doctor and the man of iron had blank expression. The man with the eye patch looked displeased, but he had the last time Loki saw him. It was probably a permanent thing. A red haired women just sat there with no expression. He then noticed two other women at other end of the table. One was obviously Thor's love. She had brown hair that looked dull to Loki. Her face was contorted in horror and surprise. The girl next to her had a different expression. It was a look of curiosity and excitement. Her glasses fit her oval face shape nicely. Her dark chocolate brown hair fell over her green scarf. Loki smirked. Now this would be interesting.
Shouts started coming out of mouths and Loki did what he had always did when he didn't want to be somewhere. He blanked everything out. It was amusing the reaction he got from these so called heroes. Their anger only made him excited. He loved that they hated him. He had struck fear in their weak hearts. They didn't know what was to come and that's the way he liked it. Every single one of them would die at his hands. He would make sure of that. They had defeated him. While imprisoned he had thought of the many different tortures he would inflict on each one of them. Murder danced in his eyes. This was great. A soft yet strong voice pulled him out of his thoughts.
Soooooo," the women dragged out. "He can what? Track the magic?"
Loki was surprised. And obviously it was noticeable when the women gave him a rather distasteful look. Maybe not all mortals where stupid. Maybe they had basic intelligence after all. This did not concern him at all though. He was doing them a favor by killing them. It was painful to watch a race who was the slowest in advancement. Killing a few millions would do this race some good.
Loki was once again snapped out of his thought process as the women stomped toward him and Thor. She brushed passed them and he had gently shoved his elbow into her. He had done this to show his announce with her. She looked at him and his eyes watched hers. He had to admit that her eyes where a beautiful shade of brown. It was a shame her mouth got in the way. She walked into the elevator.
When the doors closed Thor smiled a toothy smile. "Friends I am glad to be back," he announced and walked towards Jane. Loki rolled his eyes into the back of his head and slumped down. These were going to be the most insufferable hours of his life.