AN: Hey guy's. Another new Loki fic. I'm pretty obsessed at the moment and I have a million ideas for Loki's character. He's so interesting and so damn cute. We all secretly love him no matter his bad choices.
Anyway, please read and review and let me know what you think.
The prologue is a trial chapter so if I can get some good feedback I will update sooner.
Thanks.
CE.
Prologue.
Loki's eyes ran harshly over the young Asgardian woman's form. Tall and slender she was with hair the colour of night that equally matched his own. For a month now, the god of mischief had her imprisoned; locked in a prison cell that was built especially for his own capture. A cell of such strength and such skill that not even the god of mischief himself could penetrate the barricades.
But here he was now standing in the white glass cell of Asgards prison, staring at the warrior woman whose strength matched his own. Vienni. His mind whispered darkly.
Vienni. Once a princess of Asgard, now a traitor who lived in exile. Or so that had been the way of it when Odin had been king. Her crime was betraying his father, Odin. Vienni took up arms against Odin and his army when Odin turned his back on his emerald eyed son and cast him into the shadows. For what reason the retched creature did this, Loki did not know. He thought himself alone in his cause to rule Asgard, yet the raven haired beauty had took up arms with him.
The news of Vienni's capture had spread across the entire realm of Asgard to the frozen depths below where he resided now. home to the Frost Giants. when he had been informed by the twisted ice creature that a an Asgardian woman matching Vienni's description was caught and taken to Odin by Loki's nemesis and brother Thor; he had felt a strange protection over this woman and it made him angry, made him resent the fact that a woman could make the god of mischief feel such human emotions.
She was restrained now though, her mouth bound by an iron muzzle that prevented her from speaking. Loki had ordered for her mouth to be restrained first for he could stand her infuriating chatter no matter how devoted to his cause she was.
Of course she did not object to his demands. Instead she sat patiently, watching with hazel eyes the god of lies as his men attached her muzzle.
Those eyes hold dark secrets. His mind whispered to him as he had watched his men at work. Perhaps she has a reason for her betrayal also.
But that had been two days past now, and now Loki had returned to Asgard as king. The raven haired beauty, sat quietly in the centre of her prison cell watching his every move. For a long time, Loki paced back and forth his eyes never leaving the mysterious Vienni's.
If he felt like it, he could destroy the girl for her feigned allegiance to himself but Loki knew deep down that her pledge to him was true. The way she fought for him in battle told him everything he needed to know about her loyalty. Everything but who she was.
Perhaps that was why he had found himself walking to her confinement cell, emerald cloak swinging behind him like a green veil. Maybe he needed to know who she was, what her motive was and why she would betray the All Father.
Silence prevailed around them and he Loki, stood tall with his golden staff in hand, horned helmet gracing his head. He looked a true vision of royalty.
"It seems you are to be condemned to death for your treason." The god of lies told the young woman in a velvet accent. Green eyes burned out at her as Loki paced the room. "You betrayed Odin," with a raise of his eyebrow, a mocking gesture: "my father, and so as king of Asgard I am to be the one who deals with your fate."
Still, hazel eyes watched the god of mischief as if she was trying to see into his soul. The silver clamp about her face masking her beauty that he knew to be beneath it. But beauty was nothing to Loki. War however was a different matter entirely.
Halting dead centre of the room, Loki stared down at the young woman with a blank expression before he made his decision. With the raise of his golden staff, a fire of quick sparks shot from out of his staff connecting with the iron muzzle upon her face.
Standing firmly, Loki watched as the iron restraint fell from upon her mouth onto the white marble floor. The sound of heavy iron clanking to ground echoed around them and became the only sign of life.
Blood had begun to form on each side in the corner of her mouth. Lesions no doubt from the iron muzzle. Loki knew all too well that familiar taste of iron and copper mingling in one's pallet.
A drawn out silence past between Asgardian and Asgardian, both staring at the other, sizing each other up. Vienni Loki's mind whispered again, taunting him: Vienni of Asgard. Princess of a realm that she longer serves. A pity, she would make a ferocious queen. Staring at her still, Loki waited patiently before raising his eyebrows again and said: "speak."
And so, Vienni of Asgard spoke for the first time since the release of her mouth restraint. "What is it that you want me to say my king?" her voice whispered huskily.
My king Loki's mind whispered again and he smiled to himself as he turned his face away to pace the room once again, I like that.
"I want you to tell me why you have betrayed the All Father?" he replied casually, as if the topic of conversation was nothing. And then turning to look at her again, reminded, "my father." Before carrying on pacing.
For a long moment, silence prevailed until the magic of her voice undid all tranquillity. "Odin was blind. He could not see the arrogance in your brother as I did."
At the mention of Thor, Loki stopped dead in his tracks and intimidatingly turned to look at the woman before him. Even the slightest mention of his brother sent Loki into a private loathing for his brother. "What do you mean?" he demanded then, "speak plainly!"
"At the coronation, I saw it from the moment the war hammer graced your brother's finger tips that he was no true warrior. He was a boy playing at the spoils of war. He wanted it all, the fame, and the feasts. His heart wasn't truly in it to rule Asgard. Not like yours."
Her last words did not go unnoticed but Loki was intrigued to why this raven haired beauty detested his brother so. "You hold a resentment for my brother?" Loki's voice whispered. Alabaster face turned full circle to look into hazel eyes desperately seeking her answer. He didn't have to wait long.
"I resent Thor as I resent your father to pledging my hand to him." this surprised the god of mischief and It showed upon his face. Again he raised his eyebrows and inquired slowly:
"You were pledged to my brother?" when she did not answer, a broad smile swept over Loki's face, bitter and mocking. "Oh brother, you truly have outdone yourself." But once the amusement was finished, he continued sharply: "I should have known my father would have done something like this. Of course I would be the last to know of all Odin's plans. I am just a mere shadow In my father's eyes. Well, that will soon change!"
"How so?" Vienni questioned. Loki could have had her tongue cut out for her boldness of speaking when not permitted to but for a strange reason he did not mind the infuriating creature talking. In fact, it rather amused him and made him feel good about his plans.
Raising his golden staff then at the black haired porcelain doll, Loki said: "I have you." And with another streak of golden embers that penetrated her iron clamps about her wrists, she was released and he was standing in front of her with a wide smile etched upon his long pale face, hand outstretched.
"Come," he finally demanded, "it seems we have a lot of planning to do you and I."
"Planning?" her voice asked darkly. Loki laughed.
"You want to make Odin suffer don't you?" he questioned.
Yes!" came her firm reply. Silence and then:
"As do I!"