A/n:Can you guess who the hooded figure really is?
To spice things up a little I switched POV to Hela for a short while, I will attempt to do so again in later chapters as well.
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Hela sat back in the throne, contemplating the words her brother spoke to her. He seemed to have a point. Become Asgards' saviour. Given that there weren't much of them left it would be a waste to let them die, especially given that they were likely to die warrior deaths and head straight to Valhalla.
"Speak, Brother, of this threat that would wipe out the remainder of Asgard." Hela commanded Loki. She saw the relief in his eyes, perhaps he thought she was going to order him killed for speaking out. But when she looked to him, she was reminded of herself when she was barely a thousand years old, he really was her younger brother, following in her footsteps. Knowing Odin, he was probably reminded of her every time he looked upon the young frostgiant. What emotions that would bring to him, Hela could not fathom.
Hela was brought back to the present at the sound of Loki's voice. "Thanos holds 2 infinity stones, he plans to aquire the rest and wipe out half the universe."
With mention of the infinity stones her face became more serious. "The one on Asgard?" she prodded to which Loki replied with a brief nod.
"And the stone of power." He added. "He is powerfull enough to hold them without any assistance."
"There is no one powerfull enough to hold all at once." Hela scoffed.
"He has the infinity gaunlet as well, he will contain the full power of the stones if he is not stopped." Loki's voice was grim as he relayed the information.
"The one on Asgard was a fake!" She smirked. "He won't be able to hold them with that flimsy thing."
Loki's face drew darker. "That was destroyed with Asgard, Thanos has another. A real one. I am not sure where he got it from but it was not the vaults." This removed all semblance of a smile from Hela's face.
"Brother, you would council me?" Hela raised her eyebrow towards Loki and waited.
Loki licked his lips before replying. "I would have you send the Disir to lead the rest of Asgard to Earth. To set themselves up in a fortress so they might defend themselves from the upcomming war. I would have you prepare to lead the charge against Thanos on the home front."
Hela setteled back in her throne once again, contemplating what was said. Loki patiently waited for her response, standing tall, showing his confidence in his words.
It was a long while before Hela stopped mulling everything in her head. "Hiding would not stop Thanos from retriving all the infinity stones."
"This would not be hiding-" Loki tried to asure the goddess before she waved her hand, cutting him off.
"To properly deal with the situation and fight back, I would have to split my forces. But that would leave them too weak to deal with any major threats..." Hela pondered. Having been cut off previously, Loki patiently waited, knowing that if she wanted him to speak, she will tell him to speak.
After basking in another moment of contemplative silence, Hela's eyes flew to Loki's. "You want me to resurect you." She stated bluntly.
The revelation was too sudden, Loki didn't know how to react, he had been seen through. She was too much like him, he cursed inwardly. "I have said no such thing." He tried to deny. "Doing so would, however, incerease your prowess substansially." Loki tried reasoning.
"Do you take me for a fool?!" Hela demanded, standing up from the throne.
Meekly Loki bowed his head, bending ever so slightly as the instinct to flee overcame him. He said nothing as he waited.
Where was the pain?
Loki cowered under the gaze of the mad Titan as he bellowed down at him. He threatening stare drillig a hole through his soul. He made himself as small as possible as Thanos approached.
"Where is the reality stone?!" He demanded again.
"WHERE IS IT?"
Loki felt the searing pain as something hot was brought to his back, it sizzeled as it touched his bare skin. He screamed, trying to cower furthur away. The hot poker was thrust back into the fire, reheating it to be used again.
"Where is the STONE?"
He watched as the poker was brought out the fire, the end glowing red, flinching as he watched it brought closer to him.
"I don't know." Loki wimpered.
The hot metal was brought down on him again, causing his wails to crescendo.
Sobbing, he tried to explain to Thanos he was speaking true. "Bor, father to Odin destroyed it during the war with the Dark Elves."
He watched as the poker was shoved back into the coals. For the briefest of moments he thought that this tourture was over, but after a couple of seconds the poker was back out of the fire, as hot as ever. Loki closed his eyes and waited for the pain to continue untill Thanos was satisfied he was telling the truth.
He was no longer under the thrall of Thanos, no longer his puppet, plaything or prisoner. He stood in front of his older sister, Hela Goddess of Death, Odindottir, firstborn, commander to the legions of Asgard and rightful heir to the throne. There were many times where she could have subjected him to painfull tourture, but she didn't. Loki was starting to belive that she had no plans to.
Hela walked forwards untill she was right in front of Loki, her hand reached out and grabbed his chin, tilting his head up to look at her. Loki marveled at the horns protruding from Hela's helmet and how she kept that on all the time, his own, with two horns instead of six, was too heavy for his head, so he only put it on for the bare minamal time at formal occasions. Hela seemed to be looking deep into his eyes though he could not see anything helpfull back in her eyes.
Slowly she released his face, if she had found what she was looking for, Loki could not tell.
Hela turned her back to Loki and the Disir, turning to the hooded figure. Without saying another word she left to a small door with the hooded figure following behind her.
Loki stared until she was out of sight before turning to Brun. "Are you really that desperate to turn on me?" he asked lightheartedly.
She turned her piercing gaze to him. "Yes, I'm starving."
Knowing that she spoke honestly with no signes of deciving him, Loki quickly took his leave of the Disir, they were now under the command of Hela now, he could not ask them for any favours. The only consolodation was that unless Hela commanded them, they would not consume him.
