Annoyed Loki flicked his wrist, green sparks of magic escaping his fingers but not much else as he hissed.
"Something wrong master?" Glacies asked as it flew around Loki.
"No. It is as I said. My Powers are now bounds to Thor. He has shattered his prison and thus mine, but his power has yet to fully return, thus mine hasn't either." Loki sighed deeply. "I still cannot leave this measly realm."
"But Thor is growing stronger." Glacies commented.
"No matter." Loki shrugged. "He is but a child in a mans body. Thinking the world itself is his play pen and throws a temper tantrum because he broke his own toys."
Glacies was quiet, very quiet.
Loki turned to the little flickering light. "What?" he asked.
"I agree that is who he were." Glacies said. "How-ever as I faced him yet again. He didn't seem… How should I put it."
Loki snorted. "Thor leaning, please. He didn't lean for over a thousand years. Why should he learn now."
"I am with you master. I only offer you my advice. What was the spell you cast? Your words?" Glacies asked.
Slowly Loki looked up, his green eyes shining in the dark of the realm. "Trapped you shall be… In the body and world of a mortal man. Strength, which is your greatest pride will be no more. Weak, your body shall be." he breathed. "Your life as god, will be no more. Only as you think yourself no more than other mortal men, no greater than those smaller and weaker than you. Only as you have learned humility, truly and deep, will you have proven yourself worthy of the power of Thor."
Glacies hovered over Lokis head. "You do not think it might be possible?" he asked. "That he actually did it?"
Loki shook his head. "No… For a thousand years I tried to reach him. Tried to teach him humility. I tried to show him the damage he had caused. But he would never listen." he reached out his hand, the palm up allowing Glacies to land on his hand. "He must never be king. It would cause nothing but destruction and death… Across all realms."
"I understand." Glacies breathed. "I'm sorry I failed you master."
"Do not fret." Loki spoke kindly. "It is as it was always meant to be. Thor and I have been destined to be each others bane. I was foolish sending you and my sweet snake. It must be me."
"You're very kind, my master." Glacies replied.
Normally when a couple in love walked the park, the woman would hang unto the man. Leaning against him.
In this instance though… So Donald hadn't to rely on his cane in favour of holding Jane, he was the one hanging unto her.
A nagging feeling inside of Donald told him he didn't have to. At this moment his weakened state was self imposed.
But he shovelled the notion aside!
This day was amazing, after the thunder storm of the night everything seemed fresh and crisp, the sky was an amazing brilliant blue. Ducks were waddling around enjoying their puddles of water.
And of course, Donald was linking arms with the most amazing woman he had ever known.
Jane as well sighed satiesfied then she looked up. "Hey! Isn't that the woman from the hospital?!" she asked.
Donald looked up and saw… Lady Sif. Looking as strong and quite frankly scary as ever. Still with a sword on her back.
The sight of her again made Donald swallowed, the thrumping in his head was dull but present.
The woman… Lady Sif turned to them and her eyes narrowed as Jane beamed and waved.
Finally Sif stepped towards them, her cold eyes on Donald as she seemed to be outright looking down at him. "Ones again requiring the aid of a woman I see?"
"HEY!" Jane shouted. "That's not nice!"
Sif snorted. "I have no respect for weak men." she stated.
"What?" Jane asked. "Because he has muscular dystrophy you think he is weak?!" she asked clearly outraged on Donalds behalf. "Listen to me! They told him he could never walk, but he is walking! He doesn't cry about his own condition. Something he could never help by the way. He stood up and he continued fighting and doing amazing things. Which to me make makes Donald the strongest man I know!"
Donald blushed as he looked away… Jane hadn't known him fifteen or ten years ago where he had spend endless days cursing his own disability and complaining. Then though he had realized… That was never going to help him. The only thing that would, would be to stand up by himself and fight back and Donald turned back.
Sif glared at them. Then at Donald. "hiding behind women again?" she asked.
"No." Donald stood up. "Lady Sif. I understand you are strong enough to lift boulders with your bare hands. So I suppose in your eyes we must all seem weak." he stated. "I do not pretend to be stronger or better than those around me. How-ever I also know I do not need your approval, nor do I need you to tell me if I am weak or strong."
That made Sif's eyes widen, clearly shocked.
"Thank you for saving us and carrying me to the medics the other day." Donald then continued. "You should work on your attitude. You're rude."
Sif gaped and Jane smirked as her hold in Donalds arm became tighter and she leaned on him. Finally Sif snorted as she turned around. "It doesn't matter. When I find Thor I am out of here."
Donald stood rigid, his body standing straight.
"Thor…" Donald breathed. "Who is this Thor?" he finally asked and Sif turned back to him. "We might know something." he offered.
Sif rolled her eyes. "I have been looking for fifteen years. How could you know something I don't?" she asked then she shook her head as she placed her hand on her hip. "Thor is… The mightiest of all Aisir. The rightful heir to the Asgardian Throne… The god of thunder."
Donalds eyes widened as cold sweat ran down his back. "And he is… Missing?" he asked.
Sif nodded. "Fifteen years ago, he fell to Midgard. Or so we believe. There has been no trace of him since."
"What happened?" Donald asked. "You talk of this Loki." as he said the name, again it felt so familiar, so important. "Who is Loki?"
"Loki?" Sif asked. "Thors younger brother. Prince of Asgard. God of Mischief." she closed her eyes. "Ones long ago. Thor and Loki were close, very close." she said. "They would travel together and go on adventures, they would save each others lives many times. They were true brothers." she said then she looked up. "But as time passed. People always praised Thors strength and courage. Loki could never match up, he grew jealous… Sinister. He turned to sorcery and black magic to compete with Thors strength. Soon he started to challenge Thor and his position. At first Thor didn't take it seriously but Loki kept pushing on. The resentment grew. Loki gathered followers feeding his ideas. He imagined slights made against him and believed them, he challenged Thor for the position as crown Prince. In public for all to see."
Donald gasped, he swallowed as his body was shaking.
"Thor was furious. Challenged by his own brother?" Sif asked. "And in front of everyone. He took up the challenge, challenged Loki to a duel and they fought." she closed her eyes. "But it was a trap… There was a spell Loki had placed. A spell that banished Thor to this very realm how-ever…" She looked up with a grin on her lips. "Little did he realize that Prince Thor had outsmarted him! Thor knew that sorcery might be used and had taken precautions! Any spell Loki put on Thor would backfire and hit Loki as well so they would share their fates! And thus as Loki banished Thor to another realm Loki himself was send in the other direction. Banished as well, trapped just as much as Thor!"
Donald blinked. "But doesn't that mean… If the spell is shared between the both of them. Then if Thor is freed. Isn't Loki to?"
"Donald you're seriously going along with all of this?" Jane asked.
"Jane, we were attacked by a giant snake and an ice monster." Donald pointed out.
Sif shrugged. "All that will happen is that the battle that started fifteen years ago will continued and finally be finished." she stated. "There is no question Thor would have won. Why else would Loki need to resort to that kind of trickery?" she asked. "He cheated because he couldn't win. It's that simple."
Donald swallowed as he looked at the warrior in front of him. Something didn't feel right about this… At all.
"Master are you sure you'll be okay?" Glacies asked.
"Are you concerned about me?" Loki asked then shook his head. "That is very kind. Worry not, I only do what needs being done." he stated. "The future of the nine realms depends on it."
"Yes." Glacies agreed.