Good day everyone,
How are you all? Hope you're doing good.
Here is the 11th chapter, hope you enjoy it.
I quote some dialogs from thor the dark world in this chapter, i found it suitable for the future causes of the story.
Anyway, get straight to the point. Enjoy!
Please review and tell me what do you think so far.
Celebrating with his people, Loki heard a rumble of steel being dragged against the floor, the guards were pulling two persons with them and their faces were covered with black bags. The guards bowed before Loki "your majesty", the people around Loki cleared the place for them , "oh please, can't you see that it is not the best day to bring those filthy miserable beings on my coronation day? Are you trying to get yourselves killed?",
"our apologies my king, but you ordered us to bring those two today",
"did i?" a hidden figure behind him whispered to him (have you forgotten?). Loki immediately remembered "yes, yes i did!, prepare for the execution",
"yes your majesty", the guards pulled the chains roughly to make the prisoners move, one of them fell due to how strong he pulled it "GET UP AND MOVE BITCH!" the women got up and walked following the other.
The prisoners lined up in the execution area, the guards made them kneel to face their fate, "reveal their faces" Loki ordered the guards and they did as ordered, both of them lifted the bags of the two prisoners, Odin and…Frigga.
Loki conjured a smile full of pride, "do you like the new Asgard father?" he was looking Odin in the eye with hope that he would finally see and accept him, but Odin only gave him a disappointed look.
"What about you mother? Have I made you proud?", frigga couldn't bring herself to look him in the eye to what her son turned out to be, she cast her head down in agony, but Loki didn't respond good to that, anger found its way to him, he headed his next words to both of them "I have done everything you wished for, I did what you couldn't do for thousands of years! I brought peace between Asgard and Jotunheim and I wielded the great hammer", Odin still refused to respond. "I could still save you, you only have to agree to my reign. "Odin shook his head sideways in denial and rage boiled in Loki "does it have to be him!" he hissed the words like venom "does it have to be him to make you satisfied!, You banished him to earth don't you remember? He committed a treason against asgard!, and I followed your orders, I kept him away! I made sure he doesn't bring war to our realms", Loki sat down to Odin's height to see his face closer and try to put some sense in him "Father I have done it for you, for all of us",
"no Loki",Those words were enough to shatter him completely, he finally knew, he will never be something in his eye.
Loki rose up slowly, he tightened his hand firmly around the hammer. Out of rage he raised the hammer high and brought it straight on Odin's head, the sound of the hit rang loud and Odin fell on the floor motionless. Frigga screamed in agony for her dead husband, she looked away of the horrific scene, tears fell on her cheek, "are you also going to deny me?" he cleaned the hammer of the blood with a napkin that he was delivered, he heard her faint lament full of despair, "Are you going to refuse my offer too?"
Frigga raised her head high with pride as a queen would do, tears falling on her cheeks, her crying face looked so familiar, the same face, the same expressions, the same features, he had seen them before, ""sadly, even if you would agree, I would have not accepted it. I still can not forgive you, you who deceived me and took part in odin's scheme", rather than the hammer he sheathed a sword and pointed it at her neck, his hand was shivering, he knows will her death is essential, she opposed his reign, she is liar and a traitor. But a feeling keeps emerging from the depth of his heart that he can not ignore, someone from the other side is pleading him not to do it, (disobey and you will regret it) the voice interfered and shut down the other side, his hand stopped shivering too.
Frigga's glares were so soft and full of love when she looked at those hateful glares that her son was giving "I have done everything in my power to give you a good life loki",
"Have you? Does Odin share your concern? Does thor? It must be so inconvenient, them asking after me day and night to check if I was going out of control to steal their throne",
"You know full well that is not right",
"I'm only giving truths to the lie that I've been fed my entire life, that I was born to be a king",
"A king? Does a king exterminate half of a nation?",
"a mere handful compared to the number that Odin took himself",
"your father…",
"He is not my father!" he screamed at her but felt guilt build up inside. He is supposed to kill her, so why does he feel guilty about such a small thing as screaming? Yet once again the feeling disappeared immediately by the voice,
"Then I'm i not your mother?"
"You're not!" he hissed those words as venom, full of hatred and loathing,
"Always so perceptive about everyone but yourself",
"your time has ended, I'm not going to waste more on you", he raised his hand to land the sword on her neck but stopped on the last words she said,
"You were right loki, I'm blamed as much as Odin for hiding the truth, but if the time returned now to where Odin asked me to take you in my care, I would accept it again. You were my son the moment I laid my eyes on you, and I would not trade you for anything" his hands start shaking again, "my tears are not of grief, but of regret for you, for not seeing how you suffered and saved you from it. That, i would change if i could. Forgive me loki", she let a warm smile draw on her lips, a sign that she accepted her fate and showing that she does have no grudge on her son's doing.
"what a charming words for a deceiving witch to say", proceeding with the execution, something that he forgot invaded him, he forgot how much this crying face had always tortured him and broke him whenever he saw it….that made him mistake the hit at the last moment.
Heaving rapidly, pain struck his head and everything distorted around him, even his thoughts.
Tbc*
