Son of No One IX


He ended up having to carry her in his arms. She was not fighting him at the very least…but she had become a dead weight. He carried her through three days of winter. He only let her down out of his arms when they stood at the centre of the pool fully clothed and soaked.

"Listen to me Sigyn. You must trust me. Do you trust me?"

"No I do not trust you…Master." At least the girl was honest amidst her turmoil; he had to give her that. Yet, for some deeply locked away, concealed long-buried secret…the words burned him if only a little.

"You must hold on to me no matter how hard we are pulled apart. The doorway is different for everyone who enters it. We might end up in different dimensions. It is of the essence that that does not occur-I am all you have, Sigyn…all you have. You cannot afford to lose me."

His voice was back to that low, smoothness that made Sigyn feel as if all would be well and all would be disaster at the same time.

"I promise I won't." He nodded and pulled her close. Together went under.


Arnlaug did not-as Loki had feared, turn them away.

"I will bring new clothes…yes…and food for the girl…and for the boy and girl I will…" The old hag talked to herself. She had stripped both him and Sigyn by hand and dressed them in the usual demure browns and blacks. Sigyn stared oddly at his Asgardian face the whole time.

She seated them both at the table and fed them .Loki wondered right then if Arnlaug had any children, she was motherly towards him, he realised. She had always been good to him-the only person to be good to him and now…now something pulled at his insides, guilt, fresh and piling. He hated the sensation and buried it away. He would make sure Arnlaug benefit from this somehow.

When the sun fell Sigyn slept in one of Arnlaug's spare rooms. Loki sat in the kitchen…for lack of better word…a-scheming. He did not know what to do next. He needed time to think-yet all he was certain of was that time was the thing he did not have.

"The power inside her," Arnlaug's voice came from behind him startling him out of his thoughts, "It killing her. It is breaking her from the inside out. It tears its way from out of her. Sigyn is a place where it does not belong."

Loki felt the grimness in the air. Arnlaug's voice was dark and heavy…it s effects resonating within him, "You can remain here in the meantime, son. This place is hidden concealed from prying eyes."

"I need to find a way to get the power out of her."

"Is this concern for the girl I hear from the Iceling?" Loki said nothing.


Super short chapter of filler :-)