AUTHOR NOTES:Alright. This is where story picks up from Prologue.
I haven't updated for a while sorry. I am artist actually (painter) and needed to work. This is my first fic, I am trying my writing as something new, don't be too judgmental, I really would love some feedback on this story! Good or bad I'll take it :)
Also I don't mean to make Thor all bad forever, he supposed to be good one from those two brothers, but hey, it's my story and I love Loki character:D
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CHAPTER 19
Another terrifying thunderclap erupted through the darkening sky, immense threat was nearly choking terrified Freya as she couldn't tear her eyes away from glowing Bifrost.
"Gods help us all.." She whispered against the wind.
Hooves of Loki's black stallion raced across the rainbow bridge and under the his weight lights reflected and beamed. Dressed in his battle armor, he stranglehold a Gungnir , knowing that this time the battle could not be avoided by any means. He decided to go there alone, bringing an army to fight his own brother and Heimdall and why, would be probably a little hard to explain to Asgardians.
Heimdall.
Loki wonder why he opened the passage to Thor and if he ever had a chance for Gatekeeper to accept and obey him as new king, and his loyalty for Odin and Thor will ever be the same for himself. Heimdall knew as well of Loki's true nature, he was positive, All-seeing ember eyed witnessed what happened between dark walls of weapon vault, that very day, Allfather fell in his very last Odinsleep. It was probably not without help of Sif, and he was more than ready to slay them all.
Loki stormed into Bifrost. Heimdall was already at entrance, waiting for him,staring unapologetically at his new King with his glowing amber eyes. Right behind him stood Thor, back in his armor and full-powered once again.
"You committed a treason" Loki snarl at him "And now you will pay for it"
Gatekeeper withdrew his sword, but God of Mischief was faster.
At Loki's will Casket of Winters took shape in his hands, and with rushing force Loki send it's blue deadly wintery glow towards Heimdall. Before Gatekeeper could defend himself, frost took over his entire body in seconds, freezing him in place into big ice statue.
Thor's mouth was agape as he watched Loki's Aesir skin turn pattern blue under the influence of Casket revealing his true nature.
With a wave Loki made Casket disappear, and he sharply turned to Thor, taking Aesir form again.
"Hello Brother." He said, carefully moving around him, like a predator. "Surprised?"
"Why do you look like a frost giant? Who are you?!"hissed Thor through his teeth.
"I guess Odin forgot to mention that little thing about of who my true parents are. You see, Odin took me as a child from Jotunheim ,well, more like stole me, after battle, when he took a casket. And raised me in lies, made me believe I was his own true blood! Those stories at night, about monstrous race of Frost giants, I really did like to listen to those, and made me terrified at times, I must admit. Little did I know, I was one of them" he mused darkly
" Guess who my real father is?" Loki started to laugh, but there was no humor in his voice, just bitterness with hint of madness.
"It brings all new meaning to Odin's statements of both of us were born to be a kings! Haha, only of different realms, he forgot to mention "
Thor was frozen. No words came out of his half open with shock mouth.
"My real father is our eternal enemy. The monster, as I learned I was as well. Laufey." Sadness and despair washed across his porcelain futures for a moment, and single tear spilled from his eye, before he hid his true emotions and turned cold once more.
"I guess it's explains why our-, your father favoured you over me as long as I can remember. It's finally explains why I look nothing like any Asgardian."
He walked around the dome in slow steady pace, never turning his gaze away from Thor.
"When I told you I never wanted the Throne I did not lie. But I quickly changed my mind for a few obvious reasons. Believe it or not I deeply care for Asgard and I did not wish to see you ruin this glorious Realm with complete lack of wisdom. And, of course, I could not let you have the girl I love. You are unfit to be a King."
"You are a liar and deceiver! No longer you are my brother! And I will not let you have what's rightfully belongs to me! I came back to take it all back "
Thor roared with frightening posture clenching to his hammer. His face was mixture of grief, sadness and anger, also shock. And against all odds he hesitated to fight Loki. He felt as weight of whole universe on his shoulders suddenly pulling him back from lunge at his once brother.
Wind was gusting outside, clouds were gathering above Bifrost, forming a dark storm. Loki knew Thor would summon forces of nature when his blood boiled with anger, but no longer he was the only one who could do it.
Loki clenched his teeth and it started to snow heavily. Tiny ice crystals were flying all around them, turning with wind gust into blizzard
Thor looked at his brother bewildered, clenching to his hammer, temperature dropped dramatically, he could see his hot breath against the sudden winter.
"You going to have to fight me for that. " with that Loki threw himself at his brother with loud cry and they collided in deadly battle.
...
"Stop it" Freya's words nothing, but a whisper against nearly violent waves of storm beating down on Palace. Lighting stroked once more very near her balcony. Wind was gushing and turning into snow storm, ready to take everything on it's unmerciful way.
"It's all my fault" she whispered with her dry lips, paralyzing fear creeping all over her body. "I must go there, I must stop the madness" she chanted to herself.
Suddenly sharp pain pierced her chest all the way to her head and breath had cut in her throat from strong pain.
Desperately she tried to draw a breath, but nothing came through her lungs, as if she was under the water and drowning.
Loki...his face appear in her minds eye, his futures contorted in pain grimace but became more foggy and slowly dispelling as would a ghost.
Snow was blowing around her, lighting and thunder seem more distant, less real, as she felt her legs go weak. Her head was spinning, she tried to grab to something, darkness was filling her eyes, taking all her remaining strength. Freya stumbled and tried to take a step back, but her knees turned into jelly, and she fell down to the marble floor unconscious.
...
"Freya." Weak voice sounded like an echo in the end of a long dark tunnel.
"Freya, please wake up" was it a dream? Echo of a voice sounded clearer. Her mind was so foggy , but memory was slowly coming back.
Thor.
Freya shot her eyes opened and bright light of a morning sun nearly blinded her and she winced raising palms to her face to block the brightness. Her head was throbbing with headache, she could feel the pulsing on the temples.
Her mother was sitting on her bed next to her, she held her hand and with worrisome and red from crying eyes
"Mother!" Freya sat up in bed and glanced around, she was still fully dressed, her hair were down as white big mess.
"Mother... It's already morning! What's happening?.Thor is back..Where is Loki?" Startling her mother, her hands inspected her entire body for possible injuries, but she found none.
"Why didn't you wake me up?" She shouted with desperation.
"Freya, i found you outside on your terrace unconscious, healer just left, he said you will be fine, but he said he needs to see you alone. Were you not feeling well, were you sick?. ." Nerthius's eyes filled with tears, she took Freya's hand into her own
"It is alright, mother, I was feeling a little under the weather, but please, what's happening, please tell me"
"Thor is back. It was a fight between them last night. And Loki.."
"What?!" Freya screamed, nearly loosing her mind
"I am not entirely sure, but he was injured,..really badly..and do not know of his condition, no one is allowed in royal healing room, but family members"
Freya jumped off the bed and raised to the door. She swung it open and met face to face four massive guards, which cross their spears in front of her, blocking her way out.
"What is this?! Let me through!" But neither of them answered, large figures remained still as stone wall.
"I command you to let me through!"
But they did not move.
"I am sorry My Lady, but we were ordered not to let you out of your chambers"
She turned to her mother with puzzled look, looking for answers
"Thor declared you under arrest. You cannot leave this room. Your father and brother trying to reason with him right now. Thor is really angry" and she started quietly weep,closing her eyes tightly, forming wrinkles.
"He has no rights to order me around! He is not a King!"
"He is now. While Loki can't rule kingdom, it is Thor, that supposed to take over. Citizens of Asgard are not aware of everything, that goes on within this Palace walls. You know the rules." She said between sobs
"Where does he keep Loki? I must go there and see him"
"Sweetheart, I understand your pain. But there is nothing we can do right now"
Freya's raising mind were thinking, searching ways.
"There is always a way" Freya whispered "Mother, I need to be alone"
"Are you sure?" She gave her worried look
"Yes, please, you must go, find father, see what's happening"
Nerthius nodded and turned on her heals and left.
Freya sat on the big pillow on the floor near window and closed her eyes, taking few deep breaths as she concentrated, gathering all the magic energy inside her solar plexus she possibly could, she needed it more than ever for a task ahead. She had to send her mother away, how would she explain to her what she was about to do?
"Stay strong, Loki, i am coming"
Her eyes flew open. Taking small sharp breath in, she stood up and went for the door again.
She must find him.
Just one spell would put all those guards at the door to nice long sleep.
But doors opened before her and there he was
Almighty Thor.
...
Thor slowly walked in, making Freya take steps back as he approached her with his towering height and eyes of blue sky locked into hers intensely. He was dressed in his armor, which was torn and dirty at places, aftermath of battling his brother,with deep circles under his eyes, he looked restless and mad. He didn't speak right away, just let his gaze wonder from her and around her chambers until his eyes stopped on her bed. He looked at it for a long torturing moment before he spoke in low harsh voice.
"So..that's where you gave yourself to him?" He asked, redirecting his glare back to her.
"Yes" she simply answered without any kind of remorse.
"You betrayed me, you were MY bride, but instead you spread your legs for him, like a glorified harlot" he spat every word with disgust "Not so innocent as we thought you were, were you,.Freya?"
She knew offenses would come pouring. She didn't care.
"I am no harlot. You just can't take very well the fact that I chose Loki over you" she simply stated. "Not so used to woman's denial, are you,.Thor?"
"It is Your Majesty to you. As I recall you no longer my bride nor my friend. You are.."
"What am I is no longer your concern. Where is Loki?" Keeping calm at her best, she needed to know how he was.
"Do you know what he is?" He squinted his eyes on her, something in him was really hoping to surprise her, make her weep in denial.
"Yes. And it's makes no difference to me. I will love him no matter what" she simply stated
"Seem this Palace full of traitors and liars. But no longer I will fall for any of his schemes ! And it seems you deserve each other, that if he will ever recover from trying to fight me and both of you will spend eternity in dungeons and apart from each other..or I will lock him up and will give you to another, perhaps one of soldiers, I bet Loki will not like it one little bit. That, once more, if he will ever recover!"
"What did you do to him?" She shouted at him with desperation. Despair filled her whole body with a thought of Loki dying. "Please, Thor, let me see him. Then you can do whatever you want with me" Freya was giving up fighting him, all she wanted is to see her lover, even if it would be the last thing she will do.
"I will not let you see him" he simply said. He loved seeing her suffering, he liked this power over her, the more the better.
" I hate you" she hissed through her teeth. "You are cruel oaf. Loki is a million times more worthy than you ever be"
"How dare you talk down to me! I am your King now! And you make it all so much easier to make your punishment as harsh as you deserve"
"Go to Hel!"
Clenching to his hummer until his knuckles turned white he moved towards her in most threatening way.
"You made a big mistake, 'sweetheart' and I, will make sure that you will suffer!"
Freya was unmoving. Yes, she was nervous, but she felt no fear.
"I'm not afraid of you."
As he was approaching her for unknown reason, she was prepare to fight him with all she's got, but hot felling around her wrist distracted her and she raise her hand to look at it. Bracelet, the gift from Loki was faintly glowing, it's stones beaming green light, and closer Thor got to her, the brighter it became, the hotter.
He was few feet from her when suddenly he came to an abrupt stop, looked as he would hit a glass wall, just a couple feet away from her. Thor was puzzled, he tried to step towards her once more, just to hit same invisible wall. He growled and tried again,but with no result.
"What is this? Magic again?" Thor raised his hammer and with a swing he hit it. Burst of light on Miljior send him flying all across her chamber and into the wall.
Freya opened her mouth, at the power of his gift. Protection from Thor. Or was it from Mjölnir ? She couldn't know for sure, hoping he won't approach her again, without it this time.
"Yes. You cannot touch me. Not now, not ever." She exaggerated "more you try, more you will get hurt. There is a weapon against your almighty hammer after all"
"Where did you get this?" He roared "damn dwarves"
Freya gifted him with sweetest smile and purred "Loki gave it to me as one of his many gifts"
Thor stood there and stared at her and her bracelet, which was no longer shining, since Thor wasn't very close to her. Then he turned around and stormed out of her chambers slamming the door with force that made the whole room tremble.
Freya finally took a breath, nausea slightly was creeping over her from events of this morning, but she fought it and waited for Thor to go away far enough for her to make her escape.
She went for the door and opened it seeing same guards, as they stood on her way like mountains. She smiled and quietly chanted small sleeping spell and watched, as their eyes roll and with loud thumb all four of them dropped to the ground at the same time. Loki taught her that spell one of the sunny afternoons they spent in the library together, what seemed like century ago.
"Have a nice nap" and she broke into running
Freya didn't know exactly where Loki was, she needed to rely on her senses to find him and that she did. Few servants passed by on her way, looking oddly at her, and her wrinkled light grey dress and undone white hair which made her look like a ghost , but they bowed in respect, and she doubted they yet knew she was escaped prisoner of a new King.
As soon as she reached the door of a royal healing room, she knew he was there, she could feel him. She hesitated, before entering, hoping Thor was not there, and opened the door.
Loki was lying on the big bed, healing glow surrounded his unmoving figure and Frigga was next to him, speaking softly and not audible enough to hear. She looked up at her, torn, and she saw tears on her face.
Freya closed distance between her and Loki in seconds. His eyes were closed, big bandages were covered his bare chest, and half of his face and head was nothing but blue and black bruises and bloody cuts.
Freya gasped and took his hand into hers as big hot tears spilled from her eyes.
"He is going to be alright, Freya" former queen spoke softly " I know Thor held you captive, I will try to reason with him, but he is holding grudge, and no longer I have power over him. Let's just all pray to the gods for peace.."
"I am so sorry, I feel like it's all my fault!" Freya was sobbing into Loki's hand
"No, my child, it is mine..I assumed things to quickly and made wrong decisions about who you should marry, and for that I am sorry. It is with my mistake I tore my sons apart. They nearly killed each other"
Freya took her hand into hers and whispered "We all make mistakes. All of us. But we move on. It is going to be.."
She stopped talking, as Loki slightly moved, then he winced weakly and moaned and then slowly he opened his eyes.
He looked around the room, his eyes became instantly soft as he saw his mother.
"Mother" his voice cracked and he licked his lips
"My son! Thank you gods!" She kissed his hand and bow her head, and stayed in this position, spilling happy tears into his bed.
Then his green orbs turned direction and found Freya on the other side of his bed.
"Loki, my love you are awake! I was so worried!" she breathed out with happy smile, squeezing his hand and tears ran down her cheeks as well.
Loki looked at her for a long moment and no emotions showed on his face. He squinted his eyes and slowly pull his hand away from her. It was as he was looking at her for a very first time with no recognition of who she was and why was she there.
Then he quietly asked Freya with raspy dry voice
"I am sorry, who are you?"
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