AN: Hello! Sorry for the wait! I am starting school on the 9th, so I wanted to try and get this chapter up before the weekend and when school really kicks in.
I saw War Horse on Tuesday, because a) LabyFan23 said it was fantastic and b) Tom Hiddleston and it was great, but sad. So, the first add comes up and it was the Avengers. I saw this with my friend and when Loki's voice came over, my jaw dropped, I melted and my friend was like 'Allie, why is your jaw like that?' Then Thor showed up and her jaw dropped. "Mags, what's wrong with your jaw?" =p.
A special thanks to: LabyFan23Sis, Thortastic, LokiLover101, No. Just-Just. Just No, igottoomanyloves, LabyFan23, Kiss. Kiss. Kiss. and You-Know-Me. I-Hate-You. Your reviews where awesome! And for those who apologized for reviewing late, it is okay, I just wanted to check in to see if this story was still going good.
LabyFan23Sis: If I was in Loki's place I would be like that too, only if Signe told me to go with her I would say screw it, I'm staying here! Hehehe, I start College next year. Fun, fun, fun. *rolls eyes*
Thortastic: *reads aloud* 'I love Signe's spit fire sarcasm. Winky smile'…*thinks* spit fire sarcasm? Rereads through chapter six. *yells* OH! THERE! I didn't realize I put it in there! =p. That is great to know that you love her that much! Yes, they will. That will be explained more in this chapter. Hopefully, the will return by the next chapter or the one after that. I sorta just go with the flow. I know where I want to be, but I don't know how to get there. *shrugs* Will do! And thanks!
LokiLover101: Don't feel that way. I bet she is, I am the same for LabyFan23's stories with my friends. Yes, yes she is. I know right! I realized that Raven was Raven just before sending it to LabyFan, so I quickly put a note down the bottom. I was watching Teen Titans when I wrote the end of that, and that's where I got the name…XD. She is in the Hunger Games! My friend and I are going to go see that just because of her! Thanks for the review!
No. Just-Just. Just No: Thanks…are you high? (to everyone else, No. Just-Just. Just No is Mags.)
igottoomanyloves: LOL! Yeah, I think he was too. I was too when it came into my email! I thought it was another story that someone had updated! Then it showed me TAL and I was like 'rip off!'
LabyFan23: Thank goodness it did!
Kiss. Kiss. Kiss.: Yeah, I am going to try and make them longer now. I feel six pages per chapter isn't enough, I'll try to push through.
You-Know-Me. I-Hate-You: Okay, just for the record, I am not going to guess and your name scares me, espically because you are an annoymous reviewer. But thanks for the review!
Should Loki be confused by Midgardian sayings? Logan is coming back into the picture soon, so I need to know if anyone wants him to be in a relationship or not.
And, as always, a special thanks to my bestie: LabyFan23 for betaing this chapter!
Truth and Lies
AlexisHuang101
Chapter Seven: Reasons
'Nothing risqué, nothing gained.' – Alexander Woollcott.
(Signe's POV)
Loki fell asleep on the way back home. I made sure he was fully out of it, but judging by his few days at the S.H.I.E.L.D HQ, I wasn't surprised when I found out that he was fully unconscious. I levitated him into my room, my prized possession finally arriving, sitting in the corner of my room. A large glass case, with a black female serpent inside. I have had her for nearly five centuries. I got her as a reward for one of my last missions from Serkinheim. Her name is Lokia (low-key-a). Yes, I named her after my middle name. When people see her, they tend to be afraid. I see her and all I see is pure beauty. I stroke her head as she lazes around the stones in her roofless case. A spell to keep the heat warm enough for her to survive saves electricity. I sit down next to the Bringer, trying to drain the rest of his powers out of him, just for the moment. I have no idea how he will react, I changed his clothes into those more Midgardian. From the clothes I can tell he was royal on Asgard, and that he was seen as a prince. There was a ring, hidden by magic, which proclaimed his firstborn status. However, when I touched it, I saw him taking it away from another boy, when they were very young, and that boy going to their father, begging for Loki to be punished. Loki addressed (who I could only assume was) Odin as Father and the boy as Brother and Thor. Things seem very different to the books that I have read.
I hide the ring on a chain that hands low under my dress, reaching my belly button. I flip over a rune stone, thurisaz. I remember reading about it in a book.
"Arrest of creative energies or unconscious inhibiting strengths that block the person. Without defenses, destructive violence, lie or internal agony."
I then remember why I was reading it. We were discussing our days.
Sunday: Odin's Day
Monday: Kenaz Day
Tuesday: Loki's Day
Wednesday: Midgard Day
Thursday: Thor's Day
Friday: Ice Day
Saturday: Rest Day.
I had heard it a million times. I prefer Midgardian names over our old names.
I put the thurisaz stone back into its case and pull out one more, which I play with.
"Kenaz, the rune of fire, symbolizing the knowledge, transformation and recovery from business' health problems, providing us the creative inspiration." A female voice says.
"You remember our classes well, Aud." I sigh. "How was your stay at Charles'?" She glares at me.
"You left me there." She growls. "Without a goodbye." I turn. She has aged. Now, she has the body of a thirteen year old. And she now reached about two inches below my shoulders."And I had to go through the pain of a growth and age spurt without you." I open the arm that is not playing with the stone, which she eyes warily before sliding into my one armed hug.
"When I went through mine, I had no one. Rag and Swan were both going through them at the same time, so Mother was with Swan and Father with Rag, I was left alone. It hurt, but mine lasted longer than most, so when Swan had finished, she sat with me. It eased the pain some, but not as much if Mother or Father was there." I sniff slightly, trying to identify the scent which has mixed itself with hers. "Logan, Charles and Storm sat by you, Logan for all, Charles in the evenings and Storm whenever she could." I grin at her as she rolls her eyes and sighs.
"So this is the Bringer?" I shrug.
"Dunna." I grin at her cheekily. "If S.H.E.I.L.D was holding him the way they were, I better hope so. Or he might eat us all!" I start to tickle her stomach. She slaps me away.
"So, you don't know."
"Oh, I know alright. I am just not certain that he is as dangerous as others may think." I grin down at her; she still glares, so I sigh. She turns her head and starts to hum a tune I remember from YouTube. I softly begin to sing.
"My life is brilliant,
My love is pure.
I saw an angel
Of that I'm sure.
Forever young
I wanna be forever young.
I, won't, hesitate, no, more, no, more
It, can, not wait.
I'm yours."
"This is the way you left me,
I'm not pretending." She joins in.
"No love, no hope, no glory, no happy ending." We sing in perfect unison.
"Cause you were amazing!" She sings louder.
"And we did amazing things." I sing-whisper.
"If I could, then I would
I'd go wherever you will go." She sings sweetly, while we watch the Bringer sweat little beads of moisture.
"Can you feel, the love
Tonight?
And she will be loved
And she will be loved
Pictures of you
Pictures of me
Hung up on your wall
For the world to see." I gulp as he starts to thrash.
"Cause I can't live
With or without you
Where do I fall?" She grabs his hand and slides out of my hold and onto the floor, next to him.
"At your feet
Let your tears." I finish as the Bringer screams loudly. "Out, now!" I push Audrey out of my room and I feel the Bringer's forehead, entering his dreams.
The fire burns, but the ice heals as the Bifrost's magic digs deeper into my skin. The voices, the beautiful voice have gone. Where am I? What do I do?
'No Loki.'
No what? No, I am not your son? That I am the outcast of a disgusting race? Where do I fit in, where?
'No Loki.'
No what? Nowhere, not Midgard, not Jotunhiem, not Asgard. If not there, then where?
'Midgard.' It is her voice, Signe's voice. 'Loki, it is all a dream, you are safe. The Bifrost led you here for a reason. We can help you find that reason.'
Why should I believe you? You have been nothing but trouble!
'I admit I did make a bit of a fuss, but Thor-'
DO NOT SPEAK HIS NAME!
'- would have send you back to Asgard, is that what you wanted?'
I lean back to allow him to easy back into reality. I hum 'Let It Be' by the Beetles. He sits up, more pale then usual, skin glistening in sweat. I nod to him. "'Sup?" He glares ice at me before his skin becomes even more transparent (ah, a hint of blue. At least humans were right about one thing. He is a tiny Frost Giant) as he eyes Lokia. "Scared of snakes, are we Bringer?"
"Bringer?" He asks breathlessly, trying to edge away from my beautiful snake. I snort.
"Oh, of many things." I nod furiously. "For instance, you bring me a great pleasure of sitting in this room, waiting for you magic to return and then I can laugh while S.H.E.I.L.D runs around like headless chickens." I look at him as he seems confused. "Inside joke."
"And the snort?" He asks.
"Oh, inside joke again." He raises an eyebrow and opens his mouth. "Don't care if you are a prince, you can't demand me to do anything." He closes it again. "Humans labeled you with a snake. You are scared of snakes, so it is funny." I ponder over this for a moment. "Was Thor afraid of thunderstorms?"
"When he was younger, he came into my room to 'make sure I wasn't afraid'." I giggle.
"Yeah, I read when there are thunderstorms, helps me concentrate." I open my Rune Box and put my stone back in, with my back to the Bringer. "Are you Loki Odinson-" I ask quietly. "-or Loki Laufeyson?" I turn back.
"Neither." He whispers.
"Who raised you?"
"The All-Father."
"Who birthed you?"
"Laufey."
"Who would you prefer as a father? Why?" I finally ask. "Why Odin?" He thinks.
"Am I cursed?"
"No, why do you say that?" He glares at me. "Your magic was taken, yes, but you are not cursed, nor defenseless. You have your wit."
"Why did you save me?" I place my hand in the warm cube that is Lokia's home. She slides up my arm as the Bringer shudders. I walk out the door, but before I shut it quietly, I ask.
"Do I need a reason?"
"When I find myself in times of trouble
Mother Mary comes to me
Speaking words of wisdom
Let it be." I hear Swan sing softly.
"Oh, not you too!" I proclaim melodramatically, turning on the television to the Mentalist. I pull my feet up onto my green couch cushions and lay down with my head in my hands. She walks in, not looking impressed and disgusted, as Lokia curls around my lap to fall asleep.
"Shut up." She says after a minute of silence, well, except for the television where Patrick Jane and Teresa Lisbon fight over, what do you know, the ethics of hypnotism. "How is he?"
"Scared of Lokia." She snorts. "That's what I did!"
"Anything else?"
"I question his sanity." She raises an eyebrow. "He thought he was cursed, incredibly out of character and was just the same way Rag was before he turned to dark magic. And humans got most of his story wrong, as what I can tell. So far, the only correctness they have is he is a) liesmith, god of mischief and prankster and b) he is a small Frost Giant, or at least part Frost Giant."
"You question his sanity."
"That's all you got out of my mini monologue? I roll my eyes. "Yes, I do."
"And humans are only partly correct in his heritage."
"You got that too."
"And he acted like Rag before dark magic." She smirks.
"Smart ass." I mumble. "Where is Aud?"
"Busy planning your death." She walks out as Jane tricks Cho into hypnotizing a witness and suspect.
"Do you think I could hypnotize her into believing it never happened?" I hear Swan laugh. "Guess not."
Meanwhile, on Serkinheim
"I swear it on my life Father!" A whimpering form yells. "I will bring you to them, allow you to kill them and then take over Asgard and the rest of the realms if you spare me!"
Thunder booms from outside the palace walls, wailing of mother's with the loss of their children, fathers of their brothers and brother's of their sisters. Guns, the shrill of things being thrown in the air, explosions of bombs and grenades are heard. The wife of the once amazing king and his son whimper quietly.
"Let me get this straight. You are willing to kill your siblings in exchange for Signe's powers, Svenhilda's strength and your life, along with bringing war to the other nine realms?" The man's voice, once strong and confident, now hoarse and weak.
"Yes Father." The boy whispers. "But I beg of you, not now. Once I have killed the real Bringer and force my oldest sister into heartbreak and soulloss, then would be the right time to strike!."
"You were always my favorite Ragnarok." The man says. "I accept your proposal."
A song did help me write this, believe it or not! Let It Be by the Beetles, beautiful song.
Also, I AM FROM TASMANIA! Simon Baker is smoking! AND HE IS FROM LITTLE OLE TASSIE TOO! XD
Oh, plot's thickening! I haven't decided yet, but this is my last year of high school, this is the year that will pan out my life. I have spoken to my parents and we have agreed FanFiction comes second on my list, so updates will either be frequent for a while, then slow, the frequent again, seeings how I go with school. I may even not touch my stories until after this year. I'll keep you posted, and I haven't made any promises yet. If I don't touch my stories, I will write and give you guys a ton of chapters in one go!
Allie-chan.