"Fárbauti! Fárbauti, wake up this instant!"
The Jotun jumped up ready for a fight looking around. "What goes on here?!"
"Loki cannot breath!" Laufey shouted setting Loki down on the bed. "Do something!"
Putting away his hidden knife Fárbautileaned down to see the state his son was in and stayed calm as he took Loki's arms and lifted them over his head for a few seconds than moved Loki's arms apart holding them there. The lunges were moving fine, but the oxygen was barely taking though. Diagnosis: Panic attack.
"It's a panic attack… something upset him greatly."
Laufey got closer. "Stop the attack."
"I am. I'm transferring some healing magic to his lungs and mind, but give it a moment or two,"
Watching on worriedly Laufey was forced to wait until Loki's gasps stopped and soon his chest was moving up and down normally. The paleness slowly seeping away as his mate let go and Loki rested his hands arms loosely over his stomach taking in deep slow breaths looking exhausted.
"There. He should be fine for now." Standing Fárbauti sighed in relief as he leg go slowly. "Hm, I think I know what it was."
"You would be right." Laufey said picking up Loki and holding him to start bonding. "No more visits from them."
"Yes. Loki how are you feeling now?"
Only a tired sigh left the small one's lips before he curled up more seeking more comfort which was given. Fárbauti kissed his son's head and lifted the clothing up a little to looking at the markings hoping find them normal or even thinner. Seeing them slightly spread out more was a worry.
"No, more visit, Laufey or they will sure be the end of him."
Laufey agreed.
Loki wondered who they were talking about. He really did but he just wanted to bond and sleep so his heart would stop breaking.
Loki lay on Fenrir chin resting on his elbow as they watched his brother's train. Loki could see their weaknesses. Helbindi was good at the close up combat, blocking, pretty good on speed, faster than some of the other warriors, but his blocking needed a little more work, his open spaces was his legs. One wipe for a sword and that would be it.
As for Blysiter, his back was constantly opening on several occasions which could be bad in the future if not taken care of soon. Watching the two spar for a while Loki made mental notes on what to tell them later and hoped they listened to what he said.
Laying there Loki thought they looked familiar in their sparring ways. Something in the back of his mind was stirring but not enough to reveal the memory but there was something about sparring with one's brother that made the small Jotun somewhat… sad.
"Fenrir," Loki sat up and pulled his wolf hood on. "Let us go somewhere else."
The wolf stood and stretched yawning before trotting off looking for something else to do. As they explored the outside of the palace there was a bright light at the bi-frost. Loki was curious so he urged Fenrir to the palace gates and waited to see who was coming to the palace to see his Bera.
After a while two people came down the path way dressed in mostly golden clothes. "Asgardians…"
Fenrir growled dangerously.
"Shh." Loki said. "Do not let them hear us. Come let us go."
They left the gates heading off the into the palace. They passed by servants, guards, a few people bring in new furniture. Making a turn Loki began to feel a little hungry. The two headed to the kitchen. Going down the steps heading in that direction where the food was Loki felt dizzy. Shaking his head he focused on getting something to eat.
It hit him again this time he saw small flashes of images. Of outlines of others and whoever they were it was gone before he could try to figure it out. As they passed a window with red curtains waving Loki yelped as a sharp pain shot through his head.
Fenrir stopped and leaned down letting Loki slide down onto the floor and began to hover over him whining as he searched for whatever was causing pain. Nudging his Mother with his nose Fenrir wondered if he should get help. Whimpering when his mother went still Fenrir nudged him again and this time his Jotun mother sat up wiping away the watered up.
"I am alright, Fenrir…" Loki stood up a little. "Just a passing headache."
Whining disbelievingly Fenrir laid down urging for his mother to get on his back. Once sure that it was safe to move the wolf stood and headed to the kitchen hall where he saw by the door and let his mother down so he could walk and see what there was to eat. However Fenrir didn't feel comfortable about it he had little choice but to wait by the door.
Walking through the kitchen Loki passed by the cooks who didn't notice their small Prince weaving his way through. It wasn't until one of them noticed ice stairs the formed leading up to a table of food that they realized the small Jotun was even in the room. Bowing they offered him fruits and treats to eat until it was time for dinner.
Taking a pale red fruit Loki asked if they had some meat around for Fenrir. They gave the wolf a very nice size stake which the wolf than gobbled it down within seconds licking his lips. Loki sat on the table easting the fruit. They were small for normal Jotuns but for Loki he thought them a perfect size for to eat and get full.
Biting into the fruit he watched as the cooks continued on. The food smelled wonderful. Vaguely Loki thought of the towns. Acording to the book he was reading the towns were the inner towns and much more towns and cities lay beyond them. Curious? Yes. Would his parents let him go there? No. Not yet, however they did promise them the next time they left to visit them they would take Loki along. It was nice to know they would.
Taking the last bite of the fruit Loki stood up holding the seed in his hand. A servant came forward taking the seed and placing it into a bag so they could plant them when the spring time came. Standing up he was about to leave when a servant came running in.
"The Elves are going to send two extra elves to the Winter Festival and not only that but the two small borns are on their way here!"
"Like me?" Loki spoke up scaring the servant who hadn't noticed him. "When shall they arrive?"
"Prince Loki!" He gasped. "Forgive, I did not know you were in here."
Loki nodded. "When do they arrive?"
"I believe in three days' time. This reminds me, I believe Prince Helbindi is looking for you,"
"Then I shall leave as once. Fenrir, come."
The wolf ran in and Loki jumped off the table and onto the wolf's back and the two left the kitchen down the hall and the second the wolf's feet touched the floor of the halls the wolf took off like light and the servants awed as within seconds the two where completely gone and well out of sight.
Both Steve and Tony waited by the seaside waiting. Thor had jumped into the water using his hammer to go way down to the sea. He had asked them to wait but after five minutes they both began to worry. Humans could barely last five minutes under the water but Thor was a god so they weren't sure what to do.
Suddenly something popped out of the water gasping.
"Thor! Are you alright?" Steve called.
"Yes, but it seems that retrieving my nephew will take another way."
"Right. So, who's up for some Chinese?"
"Buri," Helbindi called. "Buri, come here, I have an order for you."
The Giantess turned from what she was dong and walked over to him. "Yes?"
"You know the traditional dances for the small borns, right?"
"Yes, I do." She said folding her arms. "Why?"
"Because the King has given you the job of teaching my Brother how to dance the traditional dances for the upcoming festival."
She looked shocked. "Me? Why not someone older? Others who know them far better than I do!"
Frowning a bit Helbindi folded his arms. "The King has order you and so you shall. Tis fine the way you dance and your GrandBera thought you well."
She looked a little aggravated. "Alright I shall. Privately and I shall only teach him and not the other small borns."
"So, I see you heard about that." Helbindi smiled. "News travels fast."
Huffing she went back to doing what she was doing. "Of course. Small borns are precious. Mostly likely spoiled to the core, those two."
"Oh come now. You know small borns are raised to help others with their powers."
Buri turned around glaring at him. "And some are born with black markings are they not?"
"Watch your tongue for I may snatch it out, Buri, for you know not what has caused them."
She seemed unfazed. "I will teach him to dance however after I will have nothing more to do with the small Prince."
There was a tense standoff between them when a wolf howled singling the arrival of the subject of the fight. A snow wolf came up to Helbindi wagging his tail happily when he was pet and Loki climbed up his Brother's shoulder and hugged him.
"You called for me, Brother?"
"Yes," Helbindi spoke a little too angrily. "Buri is going to teach you the traditional dances for small Jotun born."
"Dancing?" Loki looked at him. "Do the other small borns know how to dance them?"
"Yes and so shall you. Now, than it shall began immediately."
"Yes, brother."
"What?" Buri scoffed. "Now? I have work to do."
"Not anymore and besides, shopping is not working. Come along you two, let us leave to the palace."
"...Arms up slightly like this. Now turn with a sway of your hips slightly like so… and turn around, and repeat. Arms up slightly, swaying hips, and turn." Buri said with a bored tone. "And foot out, slowly lower yourself to the side… hands come into together and turn the outstretched leg like so, and rise up with your fingertips pointed to the King as a sign of good will… What are you doing?"
"The dance feels wrong," Loki said getting out of the pose. "It feels off."
"Wrong? I think I know the dance better than you." Buri frowned and folded her arms. "I was thought by my grandBera and he was an excellent dancer. Now again."
Loki followed the steps with a very feeling of it being wrong. A few of them felt right. The first few moments of the dance felt right but the rest all seemed off to him. It nagged at him. Still Loki trusted that his Bera and Brother picked well and practiced the dance daily for four days when Fenrir there watching, occasionally leaving to go find game to eat.
Buri was teaching him five dances but Loki knew she didn't like teaching him. Nor like him at all as of late. However Loki had no idea why. Swaying to the sound of the music that was playing from the interments he had enchanted Loki continued to dance around still feeling like the dance was wrong somehow.
Just as Loki was about to finish there was a knock at the door and a servant came into the room and bowed to him.
"My Prince, the King wishes you to go to the throne room."
"Is something wrong?" Loki asked waving his hand and the instruments went back to their cases.
"No, my Prince." The Servant stood and smiled. "The other small borns have arrived."
"They're here?!" Loki smiled excitedly and rushed to grab his wolf's fur. "Thank you! Fenrir, let's go! It is time!"
Fenrir rushed forward to let Loki on before they rushed out of the room. The wolf ran down the long hallway to the banister and leaped over it landing easily before running to the throne room.
Beil was playing with the snow, using his magic to make animals and little houses to wonder into when done. Crafting a nice door out of snow Beil placed it up against the snow house he made. In the background his Bera was busy writing a letter to someone and was looking up at him even now and again.
Leaning down to the snow and moving his hands like one would when kneading dough and formed a nice look alike river around the house. Smiling at his work Beil walked into the house making sure it was safe and then began to make the small size furniture for himself so he could sit on them. As he was done forming the table out of ice his ears picked up the running of beasts.
Looking out the window of his little snow house he saw Royal Guards coming down the road passed all the houses. When they got closer Beil rushed to his Bera excitedly. Royal guards always meant a nice trip to the palace and most likely a dance for the King.
A day later they met up with the other small born in the real and all of them traveled to the palace to meet the King. But maybe something more.
"Bera! The royal guards!" Beil ran up to his Bera. "Do you think Father is with them?"
"Your Father is a Warrior and he would have been wearing the armor for it." His Bera smiled. "Let us see what they want."
"Yes!" Beil raised his arms and was picked up and then laid on his Bera's shoulder, one of his feet on the shoulder bone so he wouldn't slip off. "Do you think I we'll go to the palace?"
"It could be so."
The Captain of the Guard slide off the beast he was on. "Greetings. I have a invitation from the King Laufey."
Beil looked at his Bera excitedly.
The Jotun took the invitation and read it. "We are invited to join the royal feast and you shall dance in the Winter Festival with… With the Lost Prince!"
"What?! Bera, let's go!" Beil slide down his should. "Hurry, let us pack!"
The small Jotun disappeared into the house.
Across the land in another part of Jotunhime another Family who had a small bornnamed Gang who were also invited to join in the festival. The Excitement of meeting the lost Prince was almost too much.
Laufey sat on his Throne and nearly dropped Loki when his small son jumped off the wolf and landed on his arms. Luckily he grabbed him before that happened and just as the doors opened revealing the other small borns with their parents walking in and up them. They bowed and stood.
"Welcome to the Palace," Laufey said. "I am glad to hear that you accepted the invitation."
"Thank you, My Lord," Said Gang's Father, "For having us."
"Yes, it is a great honor." Said Beil's Father who had joined them as they arrived.
Nodding Laufey set Loki down on the floor. "This is my son, Prince Loki Laufeyson."
They all bowed and Loki nodded. "Welcome."
"Loki, take the other small borns, tonight is the evening of the feast and you all should practice your dances."
"Yes," Loki looked at them pausing. "This way. Fenrir."
The wolf leaned down and all three climbed labored.
"Hold on tight." Loki said said with a little smirk.
"Why-? Ahhhh…!" Beil screamed as they flew down the halls. "Slow down…!"
Once they were gone Laufey and Frabuti talked with the other Jotuns.
Buri grew tired of teaching the Prince dances. She would have minded if the Prince didn't have the black marks but he did. The ugly markings made her sick. She thought the prince would have been pure but such markings all over?
The little runt was sleeping around with so many others for that to happen! And how dare Helbindi order her to teach him the dances? That meant she had to be near the little runt. As she had thought the other small borns she didn't want to teach this one. So, for her own amusement she thought Loki the dances but in the wrong patterns and also when as part that should have been smooth and flowing she thought him that he had to jerk slightly and instead of flowing it was stiff.
The little one however picked up that it was wrong but after the last time she threatened not to teach him did he stop complaining. Tonight was the Festival and she was going to be there for all to see as since Helbindi had shown a great interest for her. If she was lucky she would be his mate and with than grand royalties.
The King of the Elves was unsure of what was going to happen. The All Father and All Mother had come to him and insisted or more so threatened, that they accompany the King to Jotunhime in the false forms of two elves. So he agreed and magic changed them into two royal Elves. In that case they brought in two other elves so it wouldn't be suspicious.
Lucky for them the Jotun King agreed that the King of the Elven was allowed to bring four guests instead of two. Now to see how it was going to go was the real question
Beil and Gang stood in the potions for the dance and began to move to the music and their Prince sat there watching carefully making them a little nervous. However he seemed to be doing something and would look up every now and again making mental notes.
"I have not been here long," Loki said standing up and walking over to them as they stopped their dancing looking at him. "However will you teach me the dances? I have not been able to get it... right."
"Of course, Prince Loki," Gang smiled and got back in the position. "Tis easy once you get the basics down. Foot out like this and when you sway this way your arms move too like this."
"And when you go down like this," Beil said. "Your arms bend in and move this way."
Watching them Loki copied their actions and soon the three were dancing in unison all enjoying the music. Loki was glad he picked up the right moves to the dances but in the back of his mind he was furious.
'So, Buri wishes to make a fool out of me?' Loki thought as they spun slowly around according to music and smirked eyes sharpening and feeling mischievous. 'Well, we'll see who the fool is tonight.'
If only Loki had known what was going to happen that night.
To Generation-Loki: Yes, it is a cliff hanger! ;D
To Know Love Hurts 2010: Panic attack form seeing Frigga and update is here
To onlymydreams: ;D
To jaquelinelittle: Yep, but Thor keeps coming back through the cube. I bet they do. After all it's like every other day he's popping up out of nowhere. Frigga still wants him back. Nope, his children aren't that close to him. Lol.
To SETO-KAIBA-LIFE: I'm going to add that in the next chapter because I couldn't get it in this one. Sorry about that but it will be explained soon.
To perso rosa: Panic attacks are a horrible thing to have. I'm so glad you are interested in it and I enjoyed the review.
To ArianaHaldthin: One cannot raise a frost child in the sun.
To Kaisha Shiori: I liked that part too, He need to tell her she was wrong but she doesn't want to believe it.
To fan girl 666: Thor is slowly maturing from his time on Midgard. I need to add more Frigga in to the mix, maybe later I shall.
To demonablackwolf: I read most of the Norse Mythology about them but other than that nothing much.
BTW YOU GUYS I USED JOTUN NAMES I FOUND ONLINE, JUST SO YOU KNOW THEIR REAL AND THAT I DIDN'T MAKE IT UP. Lol, drop reviews please, I just love them!