AN: Not only is this my 20th chapter, it is also the 50th page I have written on the word document I write this story on! I'm so happy people have been reading this! Thank you all, enjoy (this is a build up chapter)
Chapter 20
So if the Other wanted him then what could he do? Was it really like one of those 'I'll-give-myself-up-if-we-get-the-hostages' plan, or was it more then that? It probably was the hostage plan because Loki wouldn't trade himself for anything besides Thor or Sif (and the Other knew that). It was just the way he worked; maybe when he was evil he would have tried to get some selfish purpose out of his aid. But he knew now (with the reassurance of his friends) that he would never try something that may hurt them or anyone.
So instead he just tried to live life and put his evilness behind him because living in the past didn't really seem like a great idea. Especially when his memories included bloody hands and lots of dead people…
Yet to be honest Loki still never thought himself or his 'past life' as pure evil, all the deeds he had performed had been triggered by something. All the trying to kill Thor and trying to enslave the entire Midgardian population had been fueled by lies, deceit and anger. But before that he had really just been that odd confused kid. The second son of Odin that no one really knew much about besides he sometimes played pranks on the palace guards…
And now Loki would spend endless nights asking himself what had gone so wrong? Where had that little prankster gone? Had he disappeared when he realized he was Jotun? No, although the deceit had thrown him out into the deep end it hadn't turned him evil! It was most likely to have been being told that he would be king. Only to be put down again, it had seemed like he was never been good enough for anyone. He was the one that tried but always failed, but not now! He didn't need to seek for praise because he didn't care; at the moment there were much greater issues at stake. And he wouldn't let himself spiral into depression because then he was no help to anyone. He needed to do this; he needed to save Thor because he felt that if he succeeded then at least he could prove himself. Not to the others, he had no care about what people thought about him! No this time this was for him; he was going to destroy the thing that had caused so much recent pain! And he smirked, he couldn't help thanking the Other, if it weren't for his momentary amnesia he would probably still be on his side. And now the Other had essentially signed his own death warrant and Loki wasn't going to ignore this, he was going to carry out the deed. He was going to avenge himself and save his brother and Jane Foster. He wasn't going to turn himself in. He wasn't going to come quietly…
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"Jane" I'm sorry Thor backed away from the petite woman, despite her size her current situation scared Thor. The one he loved was staring at him with the utmost loathing, her eyes alone felt like cold daggers in Thor's heart. The brown iris's darkened until they were almost black, she hated him but she didn't, she loved Thor didn't she? Yes I do! She screamed but her body flung her back away from control, keeping her out once more. "I hate you" she spat snarling at Thor who became afraid of the cold voice. "No I don't," she said softly shaking her head tears flowing from her eyes as they returned to their normal warm hazel colour. "Jane are you ok," Thor asked gently edging towards her shaking body. "I'm fine, sorry".
"It's ok" and he embraced her in a tight hug, "Never leave me Thor" she sniffled, "I won't" Jane giggled but got caught in a hiccup. "Now you gave me hiccups" she playfully smacked Thor in the arm and Thor instinctive reaction sent Jane flying through the air and crashing into the white wall. "Oh Jane I'm so sorry" Thor ran to her aid "Hey it's ok, it's your instinct" she replied, maybe Thor wasn't as use to Midgardian customs as she had thought…
Her soft eyes melted Thor's soul and he just knew he had to get out of this quickly; Jane was just too fragile to suffer like this. She wasn't meant to be here, she deserved better and Thor needed to find a way out for her! He wasn't going to let her be harmed like this he was going to protect her. "I will make sure no harm comes to you Jane" she looked up from being wrapped in his arms. "That's a bit of a tall order for you isn't it?" She yawned. All the commotion had made her dreary and her body was knackered "Well I will make do, I will protect you Jane, Jane?" the delicate form in his arms snuggled down. "I love you…" she whispered before she fell asleep in Thor's arms. He didn't dare disturb the sweet sleeping form in his arm so instead he shuffled to the edge of the room and sat down against the white wall. It wasn't the most comfortable position but it was ok, he had Jane safe in his arms and soon he would find a way out. "I love you, sleep tight" he kissed Jane's forehead. Before his eyes began to droop as he too fell into a slumber.
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Loki dressed in a simple green tunic with black trousers before finally placing on his battle armour. Although it was less 'exaggerated' and as big as the other Asgardian warriors, the task of adorning it was still very tedious. And it took him a while to finally get use to his new excess weight as he plodded round his room still finalizing the details of his plan. If everything worked out ok it would be but another sunrise before Thor and Jane were free. Yet of course nothing turned out perfectly, it never did! Especially if it was himself or Thor included in the plan…
Loki sighed, he didn't know much about Midgard because out of all the bad things Loki's amnesia could of got rid of; it instead had lost good memories and some of his knowledge. So now he had been made to re-read the colossus encyclopedias from Midgard to get some understanding. Not that he didn't like reading! No it was just strange, he knew the facts but he also didn't and so he had to go through the same books again, which was quite tiresome. Also the Midgardians views varied wildly and it was very hard to get a good picture of it. Yet all was well now, all he had to do was focus. It was now or never!
He carefully slotted in a dozen of throwing knives into concealed pockets of his armour as well as slotting in a dagger for good measure. Because although Thor would often mock Loki's throwing knives compared to him brandishing a sword, he was the one coming to the rescue him... Plus he didn't really need the knives; he would use his strongest weapon, his magic. The knives where only they're as a comfort but he rarely used them. Why would he if he could just use his magic instead? Also there were some things that common weapons couldn't do, they couldn't open portals!
He smirked focusing hard and soon a small crack of darkness spread in the air, the crack expanded until it was like a small doorway. And through it was nothing but darkness and the occasional twinkle of stars. This was it Loki thought to himself I'm coming, he reached to the side to retrieve his helmet but his hands stumbled around on the empty table. Where had it gone? He turned and saw a rather unimpressed Sif twirling a silver helmet in her hand. "And where do you think your going?" she smiled walking towards Loki. "I need to do this Sif, please don't try to stop me, they don't have much time and I don't want to hurt you" Sif scoffed "Who said I wanted to stop you? It's a good thing I intend to help you otherwise you would be the one getting hurt" she smirked crashing the helmet hard over his head. "Ow" Loki moaned adjusting his helmet so he could see properly "Look I don't want you getting hurt Sif…" but he trailed off knowing he had lost the argument. Sif was coming no matter what!
"Come on, you said they didn't have long" she sneered checking to see if her sword was intact in its sheath. (She wore her armour all the time for events like this. She hated being unprepared) "Ok fine" Loki shifted uncomfortably, he didn't know what he would do if she got hurt… He shook the thought from his head, he needed to focus for the portal "Ladies first" he bowed sarcastically. Sif strode forwards and was consumed into the portal smacking Loki in the head as she passed. "Again?" he asked but she had already travelled through the portal… He took one last glimpse at his room then he too delved into the inky darkness.
AN: Sorry but I needed to get Loki's emotions out in a build up chapter! Expect some interesting things next chapter… Will try to update soon and sorry I posted this late, my big bro kept using my mac to do his work :/