I do not own Marvel or Pokemon. The Jotuns and Dark Elves named in this chapter are mine (I looked at the Norse Myths to come up with their names.)

The Jotuns all heard the sounds of explosions, screaming, and of war fighting off in the distance. They all looked at each other, then they debated on what they should do. It was decided that a few brave souls were to venture out to where the sounds came from, to where the shattered mountain stood.

The few Jotuns spent several days walking across the frozen plains, trying to find out what made those screams. They found the broken mountain after two weeks of wandering, and they found a deep hole in the ice. The Jotuns climbed down the hole, and they followed a deep groove in the ice.

The groove went on for nearly a mile, and then they found the cliff. A Jotun runt was found, his intestines hanging out of his body. One of the Jotuns knelt down, and saw ice forming around it. The strange thing was, the ice was coming out of the wound, not creeping in. The Jotun checked for any signs of life from the smaller Jotun, when he stood up in fright. The Jotun runt was still alive.

It took several weeks, but the Jotuns made their way back to their home. Young Jotuns screamed as they saw the body, as their mothers took them inside their homes. The Jotun scouts took the runt to the ruins of what was once their castle, and they took him inside. Some of the Jotuns that specialized in medicine came to them, and they stopped when they saw the runt.

They took the runt, and they studied him thoroughly. Though the runt had fatal wounds, it refused to die, as if something was keeping it alive. It took several hours, before the healers emerged from the ruins to talk with some of the elders that were in charge.

The eldest, Farbauti, asked the healers "What did you learn of the runt? How did he suffer thy wounds?" The healers were silent for a moment, before one of them spoke up, "Farbauti, we learned that this Jotun is the rightful heir of Laufey. But, that isn't the most surprising part; he has the power of the Casket of Ancient Winters within him."

Farbauti stared at them, and then said "That dead runt had the Casket of Ancient Winters with him? I thought that the Aesir had it." The healer stared at him, and then said "They did, but…we believe that those thieves must has transferred the powers of the Casket of Ancient Winters to the runt. What's more, the runt is still alive. The Casket of Ancient Winters is slowing his death, but we fear that we have a month before he dies. If this happens, the Casket of Ancient Winters will be lost forever. We must get help from the Dark Elves if he is to survive…for us to use those powers against the Aesir for what they did to us."

In Svartalfheim, what was left of the Dark Elves lived in scattered patches of what was left of their civilization. They never forgave the Aesir, and they hated every single one for destroying their land. One of the oldest elves, Naglfar, sat in his hut, with skins of animals that he'd hunted long ago, when the realm was still alive.

A young elf rushed in, bowed, and said "Elder, a Jotun from Jotunheim is here. He wishes to speak to you." "Let him in," said the older elf as he gripped his staff, and stood up. He walked to the door, where the Jotun stood. "What brings you here?" wheezed the older elf.

The Jotun smirked, then said "Old age catching up with you?" The old elf glared at the Jotun, as the Jotun continued, "We found the body of a young Jotun, Laufey's son, and he has the powers of the Casket of Ancient Winters within him. We need some of your healers to keep him alive. We also need them to transfer the Casket's powers to one of us. We wish to wage a war against the Aesir after what they've done to us."

"You're not the only ones," wheezed the old dark elf, "We hate the Aesir for taking away the Aether. We hate the light, and we wish for darkness. We will help you, and together, we will defeat the Aesir."

A few selected healers, and Naglfar, went with Farbauti to Jotunheim to see the mysterious Jotun runt. The elves shivered against the cold winds as they made their way to the ruins. The elves must have thought that it was once a grand castle, but it was now destroyed, but how it was destroyed surprised them. It seemed as if the attack came from the sky, as if the enemy had came by a gigantic ship.

Farbauti noticed the dark elves staring up at the castle ruins and the sky, he sighed and said, "It was those Niflheim-spawned Aesir that caused this; they used their Bifrost to destroy the castle and part of our home. We want them to pay for what they've done."

Naglfar stared at the castle, then turned to Farbauti and said "They are a violent and arrogant race; they always were. Taking things that did not belong to them, leaving us to die…then Odin decides that he wants to make peace with us. I still can't believe that some of our kind wanted to make peace with them. The rest of us wanted war."

"You're not the only ones," said Farbauti, "Some of the younger Jotuns wanted peace as well, but the rest of us didn't want this fake peace that they've wanted. Once we have the powers of the Ancient Winters back, we'll freeze Asgard and we'll leave them to die in the frozen wasteland that will be their home."

He then led them to the room where the young Jotun runt was kept, and then the dark elves stopped. Naglfar stared at the body, and then said, "He's still alive?" "Yes, he is. We don't know how, but the powers of the Ancient Winters seems to be slowing the dying process" he said, "Can you heal him?"

Naglfar stared at the body for a while, then said "It will require the best skills of my healers, and even then, he will need to rest for several weeks before we can even remove his power."

Several hours passed, and the dark elves were resting in the ruins of the castle of what was once a grand bedroom, now destroyed as a toppled pillar was resting against a wall. Naglfar was resting on the bed, with one of the female healers next to him. A male dark elf healer sat on a chair, staring at the two, as two female elves were resting on a couch, staring at the other three.

Finally, the young male spoke up, "Naglfar, just how was that young Jotun still alive? Even with the powers of the Casket of Ancient Winters, he should have died." Naglfar looked over at the younger elf and said "Skuld, I think that I know why he didn't die. Not only does that young Jotun runt have the powers of the Casket of Ancient Winters, but he also has a very powerful source of untouched magic, magic that's even greater than that of any elf that was ever born within thy universe. Though the magic isn't as powerful as the Aether, it's enough for us to use to get the power gem back from the Aesir."

Skuld stared at Naglfar, then said "That Jotun has what?" Naglfar stared at the young male, and then said, "That runt has a powerful magic that's close to that of the Aether. However, even after that Jotun heals, he can only give up one source of power before he dies. As much as the Jotuns want back the powers of the Casket of Ancient Winters, we need that Jotun's magic powers if we are to stop the Aesir."

The female elf next to Naglfar looked at him, touched his arm, and said "Naglfar, I don't want to lose you." Naglfar looked down at the female elf and said "Erlkonig, once we have the young Jotun's magic, it's the Aesir who will lose, not I." She nuzzled against him, and then said, "Can we at least renew our bond? I want to be with you."

Later, Farbauti was walking in the hallways of the ruins when he saw three elves staring out of a hole in the wall. "Why aren't you three with Naglfar?" he asked. "He's having some private matters with Erlkonig," said Skuld.

Farbauti just stared at them, then said, "I need to talk with him" as he began walking to the door of the room. "I wouldn't if I were you," said Skuld. Farbauti just looked at them as he said, "What could be so important that Naglfar has to neglect the Jotun runt?" "He's…currently having sex with Erlkonig," said Skuld.

The Jotun stopped, turned around, and then said, "He's what?" "I don't know how important sex is to Jotuns, but to elves, it's a spiritual thing. Sex is very important to us, and it means a lot to an elf whenever he or she has sex" said Skuld. Farbauti just stared at him, and then said, "So, I take it that elves are very experienced in that area?"

Skuld blushed, and then said, "Well, we only know four positions." Farbauti just shook his head, then explained Jotun sex and Jotun birth to the Dark Elf. Skuld just stared at him for a long time, then said "Thank you in advance for my new nightmare."

While the elves were on the other side of the castle ruins, Loki was dreaming. He was in a deep sleep, where dreams usually don't dwell. It was a type of sleep where one has an astral-projection of one's soul, and Loki found himself at the center of Yggdrasill. Xerneas was there, and so was Frigga.

"Mother?" asked Loki. She sadly looked at Loki, and then approached her son. She hugged him tightly, as Loki looked at her confused. Xerneas looked at him with sad eyes, and then said, "Loki, I have something important to tell you. Thousands of years ago, Frigga was pregnant with an unborn son, but he died by Yveltal. That unborn child was supposed to be you, Loki. You were supposed to be the first-born, not Thor.

"It was when you were born to Laufey that I told Odin in a dream to journey to Jotunheim and to go to the temple next to where they kept the Casket of Ancient Winters, and to take what was there. He asked me later on in another dream why I told him to take the Jotun. I told him that Jotun was supposed to be his lost unborn son."

Xerneas' look saddened, and then continued, "I don't think that he ever believed me. He thought that, by adopting the young Jotun, he was cleansed of all the bloodshed of Jotuns that he slew over the years."

Loki just stared at Xerneas and just screamed.

Author's note: I named Naglfar after the ship made out of dead men's nails that is supposed to be finished when Ragnarok comes. He is as old as Malekith, and while he does hat the Aesir, he doesn't go to the extremes of Malekith. Naglfar does love Erlkonig, even though she is several thousand years younger than him (and yes, she is a very attractive elf.)

Skuld is named after one of the Norns that determines the fate of men. He is young elf, and while he doesn't know about the Aesir, he's afraid of them from what the elders told about the wars in old Dark Elf stories.

Farbauti, which means Cruel Striker, is Loki's real father from Norse Mythology (Laufey was Loki's mother in the old stories, not the father.) In this story, he's not as old as Laufey, but he hates the Aesir with a passion.

Erlkonig is a young female Dark Elf, and she respects Naglfar, and she does love him deeply. She wishes to bear his young.