Chapter 20

A/N: Woo hoo, we're so close! Poor Loki, he misses Darcy so much! I hope you catch the Thor refrences this chapter! Enjoy!

Recap: Darcy had an interesting word with the frost giantess who plans on marrying Loki, Adrianice. She told him pretty much the same thing Sif told her...

***Loki's P.O.V***

For the first time, I was seeking war and was about to go wander, blind, in search for a fight. The fight for my love seemed worthy enough a cause, so I prepared myself. As my weapons were being sharpened, I packed clothes, food, maps and other supplies quickly as possible. We were going at a painfully slow rate, Darcy had already been gone for two hours and my heart was breaking of grief.

It was me who they really wanted, and they'd get me… and my wrath. Thankfully this time the Warriors three would be willing to come as well. However there has been no sign of Sif. She'd probably only slow us down anyways.

"Brother, our weapons will be ready soon," Thor said from the door of my room.

"Is Jane safe?" I asked.

"She's with Heimdall, an informer will be sent after we leave," Thor responded.

"It would not be wise to inform her that her best friend has been kidnapped and her fiancé is risking his life to save her all at once. You should tell her so that you can assure her that she has no need to worry," I explained.

"I will," Thor hesitated, "I'm sorry brother."

"What for?" I asked, walking to the door to meet him.

"I should have forced her to go. I sent Heimdall to take Jane and Darcy on a tour so that they could be protected because I had a horrid feeling about the effects of our meeting. Darcy did not wish to go for she was reading her Migardian book of spells, I should have forced her," Thor growled.

"It was her own stupid fault," I whispered.

Tears rose to my eyes and I rushed in front of Thor and walked down the hall ahead of him. Why hadn't I gotten this feeling? I usually got these feelings before bad things happened, but I didn't this time, the time it counted! Something was wrong. There must have been someone who infiltrated the castle or something… Whoever was the cause of this would die a horrible death.

"Loki-"Thor started.

"Go to Jane, it is not wise to be in my presence at a time like this," I hissed.

"Don't worry brother. With you, me and the warriors three, well we might as well say that everything is fine right now," Thor grinned.

"Is it fine? Is it? IS IT?!" I yelled.

"Brother, don't worry, we're just-"

"Going to visit the monsters we've been told about as children?! Have you forgotten that I'm one of those monsters?!" I wept.

Throwing myself on the ground in a heap of sobs, I realized how stupid I was acting. Thor was trying to comfort me, but we already knew what was happening. Bad Loki was coming out; the Loki that got himself banished from Asgard and the Loki that didn't have Darcy. I held my breath when I realized that I was the Loki without Darcy, until I found her, I was a threat to Asgard, to my brother, and to anyone else around me.

"Go to Jane, hurry we must leave as soon as those weapons are ready," I muttered.

Thor's loud steps boomed away. Hastily, I wiped the tears from my eyes. Stop acting stupid, I thought to myself. Once I had recomposed myself I hurried down the stairs and rushed to the blacksmith's. I sat myself down in front of the blacksmith's shack and rested my head on the wall.

Grass was blown gently in front of me, the sun was beginning to set and it would have been beautiful if only I had someone to share it with. The third moon must be up in Joutenheim by now, so it must be freezing. How long could Migardians survive in Joutenheim? I was just about to go and rush the black smith when something took over in my brain.

Suddenly, I was no longer in Asgard; I was in Joutenheim. I knew it was only an illusion, only in my mind, but I ran straight towards the giant, ugly ice castle. The female was there and she looked at me with a wicked smile; she had summoned me.

"Where's Darcy?!" I roared.

"Don't worry about her. Your precious Migardian will be set free if you agree to our terms," the frost giantess said.

"Joutenheim folk play dirty, no wonder I'm one of you. However, I must warn you that Asgardians fight dirty; we fight we don't play," I said.

"I am determined to get what I want," the frost giantess said.

"What is it you want?" I asked.

"The throne of Joutenheim," she said simply.

"I can grant that for you. As the prince, can't I just turn it over to someone?" I asked.

"Not entirely… We have customs as well, they wouldn't be happy with a change of bloodline. I only want to marry you and-" she shuttered, "-having your child, because it's the easiest way to the throne. Don't mistake me for being manipulated though and being the frost giant puppet, no, I will kill that Migardian if I don't get the throne," she said.

"Kill her and you'll die a thousand deaths," I glared.

"Are you threatening me?!" she hissed.

"I'm telling you your future should you hurt my mate," I shrugged.

"And to think that I was going to bring out your Migardian to help bribe you. I'm not going to let you see her today after that, when you come to marry me, maybe I'll allow you to say your goodbyes," she said.

"Wait, please, I'm sorry-"I started.

"Goodbye," she glared.

And with a blink, I was back in Asgard. I looked around for something to let out my anger with. Violently, I picked up a rock from the ground and examined it for a second. Frost began surrounding the edges when I threw it.

"Prince Loki, your weapons are ready!" shouted the blacksmith.

I rushed into the blacksmith's den. Thor had the mjolnir in hand, all the warriors three held freshly sharp weapons. My wavy, light, sword was sharp as well. Thanking the blacksmith, I took our things and ran towards the bifrost.

"Have you told Jane?" I hollered to Thor as we ran down the broken bridge.

"I told her," Thor nodded.

"Trust me, men!" I shouted.

We ran at full speed to the bridge. The broken part neared and neared until finally I reached the end. Ten paces from the end, Thor shouted to me.

"Loki!" he screamed.

"Jump," I shouted back.

Thor shouted as I tossed myself off the bridge, but his screams changed when he jumped too. The warriors bellowed cries of war as they jumped off. I reached out and grabbed Thor's hand, he grabbed Hogun's, Hogun grabbed Frandral's and Frandral, Volstagg's. Energy surged through me and I could feel it pulsing as I had on Migard where I fell from the bifrost.

"To Joutenheim," I groaned.

Once again, I was being crushed horribly from everywhere, but just before I was about to scream I felt perfect… calm and safe and sleepy. All at once, the crushing sensation returned, this time it lasted longer. Thor cursed at me a bit during the longer crushing part, and finally stopped when the sensation eased away. Once the last bits of pain edged away, the air grew cold as ice and I knew that we had arrived.