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Updated: August 29th, 2019

Loki cursed internally as soon as the scream flew past his lips.

If he had learned anything from his past, it was that if you show you're suffering, you're going to suffer even more.

Thor wasn't helping, acting as though Hela had beheaded him.

Oaf.

"I'm fine brother," Loki gritted out. "Focus on her".

"She's not attacking us," Thor responded in a slightly confused tone.

What?

Loki tilted his head up and saw his brother was right. The Goddess of Death was simply standing there, as if trapped in a trance.

Thor was the one who broke the strange moment by calling Mjolnir, pulling Loki to his side, and flying off.

They didn't go too far, just deep into the woods. Hela kept her eyes locked onto them until they disappeared from her sight.

It wasn't exactly a smooth landing. Loki groaned in pain, having the urge to throttle his brother for not giving him a warning.

"What the hell was that"? Loki questioned, breaking free from Thor's grip.

Thor narrowed his eyes in annoyance.

"You're in no condition to fight, I had to get us out of there before she tried to kill you again properly. Now let me see your neck," Thor says with urgency.

Loki defiantly raised his hand to cover the wound. "It's a mere burn Thor, I've suffered worse".

"Shut up, and let me see your neck".

Rolling his eyes, Loki begrudgingly obliged.

"I don't see why you have to make such a fuss, I told you I'm fine".

"Really? Then why did you scream"? Thor pressed his fingers delicately against the charred skin, wishing he had the soothing oil that Eir used to give them, to offer his brother.

To his surprise, Loki didn't even flinch throughout the entire examination.

"Does it hurt"?

"No. It feels wonderful. I wish my neck would get scorched everyday. It's as if an angel from Valhalla came down and kissed me," Loki says with a grim expression.

"Will you knock it off? This needs to be treated, do you want my help? Or can your magic heal it"?

"It can yes. Either way wouldn't matter, my seidr would patch it up".

"Good, good...," Thor trailed off, running a hand through his light hair. "Alright, as soon as you're done, we'll figure out a way to get back to Asgard. No, we cannot use the Bifrost because she's too close. And I'll let you imagine what would happen if we accidentally brought her along. And then gather our people and prevent Hela from causing Ragnarok".

Loki scoffed. "Oh yes, that'll be a breeze. I can see it now, us being Asgard's saviors by slaying the woman who literally rules Hel. Ooh, can she even die? No one knows! But the princes shall kill her anyways! It's a brilliant plan brother, it really is".

"...Do you think he's with mother right now"?

Loki's face softened at that comment, and guilt quickly starting building up. Great, just what he needed.

"I'm sure he is, are you alright"?

"I just...just need a moment. I won't be long, tend to your injury". Loki noticed the tears welling up in his brother's cobalt eyes before he walked away.

Little green wisps floated around his neck, as he was performing the spell, he wondered...

How did Odin's death affect him? It hardly compared to his mother's. When he found out what happened to her...everything had become a blur. He remembered how he screamed in denial and ripped apart his cell. It was the worst pain he ever felt. But Odin, Odin was a different story.

"I love you my sons".

Did he?

Then again, he did acknowledge him as his son. That alone was shocking enough. Still.

"No Loki...".

"Wherever you go, there is war, ruin, and death".

"Your birthright, was to die! As a child, cast out onto a frozen rock".

"Frigga is the only reason you're still alive, and you'll never see her again".

The least Odin could've done...the least, was to look him in the eye and tell him he was sorry. Truly sorry. Loki couldn't even have that much. He hated Odin for everything he's done to him, but deep down he loved him. And that hurt him even more. Oh but of course, the All-Father's demise would take an obvious toll on Thor. They were always close.

Releasing a tired sigh, Loki hurriedly completed the spell. Enough of these emotions.

He wasn't expecting for his brother to come running back out of nowhere.

"What's going on? What happened"?

"Loki, I decided to check on her, on Hela," Thor panted.

"And? Is she still standing there"?

"She's vanished".

Stepping out of a portal for the second time that day, Hela grinned widely at seeing the Mad Titan's reaction to her.

"Hello my darling, long time no see"," she says seductively.

Thanos immediately retreated from his throne. Grasping her hands with his bulky purple ones, he leaned closer to whisper in her ear. "My love, how did you escape"?

Hela fought to keep her expression neutral. She actually couldn't care less about this oversized grape, but he was fun to tease with once in a while. According to him, their 'relationship' was special, poor naive monster.

She didn't even want to see him. But if she were to do this, she might need the help.

"My father is dead". She replied in a monotone voice.

Thanos stared back at her, eyes wide. Wasn't long before his face shifted into a sickly smile, making Hela question how sane he was.

"Really? Odin the All-Father dead? Interesting. How where you able to come here? And know where I was? Not that I'm complaining of course".

"Well, I was hoping you didn't leave this planet. That hasn't improved much, place is a dump. You didn't, so yay for me. And being free from your prison of over a thousand years, let's say fuels up your energy. All my powers have fully returned. So that's how, my Thanos".

"Excellent my Lady, I don't suppose you'll want to use this time to...celebrate, before the beginning of Ragnarok"?

"Ha, no darling. I wanted to visit you for two reasons. One, there's a few things on my mind that I need to let someone know. And I desired to see that crazed gleam in your eye whenever we meet," Hela says with a playful tone.

Thanos chuckled feeling prideful, causing the whole place to rumble right along with him.

"I still see no reason why we can't celebrate love. Nonetheless, I am at your service. Tell me anything, or if you want something, request it and it'll be granted".

"You're too gracious towards me, but hear me out on this. I was curious to know if you knew anything about Odin's youngest. Loki, the God of Mischief".

Whatever response Hela was expecting, it definitely wasn't laughing. Laughing. Cackling as if it were the most ridiculous thing in the nine realms.

"I fail to see what's so amusing Thanos," she hissed.

"Oh my dearest Hela, now why in the world would you want to know anything about that pathetic waste? He's nothing. Doesn't deserve to be called a 'God'. He's as weak as a fragile newborn. And I should know, he had the pleasure of being in my modest company for awhile," Thanos remarked coldly.

Those words made something inside her snap. It triggered an instinct that she hadn't felt in so many years.

"Oh? I'm listening...do tell me more beloved".

"Tell you? I'll show you, I swear, you won't believe the things he actually does".

The Mad Titan was going to regret showing her that footage.

Hela's knuckles turned white from clenching them so hard. Anger pulsed through her body.

It possessed her.

The screams were the hardest part. The screams of torture. Seeing the sadistic methods his children were performing, just so they could mock Loki and spat at him for crying, crying. There was one point where they'd decided to strip him and whip him over, over, and over. Whenever he pleaded, all they'd do was whip him harder.

The damn nerve.

When it ended, Hela's eyes burned, she wasn't sure if it were from the fury, or the stinging tears threatening to fall.

"You know, it's a shame really. I was expecting more of a fight out of the little runt, but my children broke him fast. And because of his failure, I'll just kill him the next time I see him".

Mind made up, she chanted the ritual, under her breath.

Then she practically pounced on Thanos, putting her hands on his face and pulling him in for a kiss. Her lips pressed fiercely against his hideous ones. She tried to ignore how happy he sounded -Oh poor devil didn't know how he was about to pay severely-.

Pulling away once she was satisfied, Hela whispered excitingly, "Enjoy your celebration".

The confusion didn't last long for Thanos. It was soon replaced with searing pain coming from...everywhere. Immediately following was him collapsing. Stunned, he made a gurgling sound while asking, "why"?

Bending over him, she harshly grabbed his large chin, forcing him to stare at her.

"Long story short, that runt you tortured, is my son".

Letting him go, Hela fixed her posture and elegantly walked out of the throne room. Leaving Thanos to perish alone, he had it coming. But the final look he had given her was priceless.

Summoning a third portal, she laughed slightly deranged. 'Hopefully' future men would have a little more common sense, and refuse to kiss her on the lips. Unless they wanted a taste of her venom.

"Are you ready"?

"So you're certain she actually left? It could be an illusion".

Thor sent him a look at that comment. Loki barely stopped a smirk.

"Yes, I'm sure of it. And it's now or never, so will you be joining me or not"?

"Do you truly think so little of me? I'll go, after all, I was their king during all these years. The Aesir deserve my protection, some of them. But you were the one who started worrying about if we involuntarily took her with us. I'm just making sure you know what you're doing, I won't take the blame for that".

Thor sent a small, but genuine smile towards his little brother. Maybe, just maybe rebuilding their old relationship was possible.

"My friends! Open the Bifrost"!