Author's Note:
Greetings.
Here's another chapter.
Also, be ready to see some Hunger Games fanfic because I just finished watching the movies and reading the books. And I have poor impulse control along with my nonexistent ability to manage time.
Chapter 12: A Look Into The Treacherous Realm
Once he'd gotten to Jotunheim, he set out the map he'd sto- borrowed from the library. No one really went in there anyway, except Loki but he wasn't here.
He shook his head to rid himself of thoughts of his brother and decided that he should launch an attack on the palace of Jotunheim so he would have the castle's weapons and be able to kill every Jotun quickly, perhaps he could shred the entire planet so nothing of the pests would remain.
Although stealth wasn't his forte, he knew that it would be the best option. And so, he decided to get in through the servants' entrance at the back of the palace in the center of the monstrous realm.
Or, at least that is what this millennia old map says. He just hoped that Jotunheim hadn't decided to change their palace layout in the time between now and the Great Wars.
The route that he'd chosen goes through some smaller villages that he could just walk around. Or, perhaps, rid of them all together. Yes, that would be good.
/W\\\
He stalked through the frozen wasteland, shivering. He had always hated the cold as did many in Asgard. However, Loki always seemed to thrive in the cold. Sometimes he even got ill when it was too hot for him. Thor didn't enjoy not having his brother to play with when they were children, but once Loki had been let out of the healing chambers, Loki was always cast as the Frost Giant in their childhood games. He hadn't liked it but Thor and his friends wanted to be the heroes and it made sense for Loki to be the Jotun. He liked the cold, after all.
And later in their lives, it seemed an annoyance, how were they meant to go to Muspelheim if Loki was just going to be a weak child? He hoped that Midgard wasn't too hot, Loki didn't have his healing stones with him.
/W\\\
After some time, he saw a hamlet. It was just a few crude huts and what seemed to be a farm with a few goat-like creatures in a pen. As he came closer he saw a blue-skinned person feeding them. This one seemed to be smaller than the ones he encountered several days earlier. Just about double the size of the goat, so it must be a child. Not a threat.
His legs ached. He was walking for the better part of a day and wanted to rest badly. He decided that he would find a stable or some such in this hamlet and sleep there. He found a large one near the perimeter of the town. His eyelids felt like lead but he fought the lull of sleep in favor of hiding himself in a pile of hay. And there, in the bundle of hay, his eyes closed and he fell to the realm of dreams.
Author's Note:
Also, as a reply to Guest:
I do understand that the first chapter can feel slightly disjointed but I do explain in that Odin turns towards Loki to send him to Earth. The exact quote is 'Suddenly, Odin turned towards his younger 'son''. Also, this may be because the chapter is quite short. Hopefully, that helps you.
As for your second comment, I've explained often in the Author's Notes that these chapters are short because I have trouble writing chapters quickly. Also, what kind of details would you enjoy having? As 'add more details' is a very broad request.
Thanks for sharing your thoughts!