Chapter 3
Loki didn't say anything at first. He was taken aback by the woman that his little girl had grown into. Oh how he wanted to wrap her in his arms and take her back to the beautiful home that she deserved. But he couldnt. He knew she most likely hated him for what had happened. He hid his emotions well.
"I need your help." He said.
Hela scoffed. "And why should I help you?" She started to circle Loki slowly. In an almost taunting voice she said, "I already have a kingdom." She looked out over the vast, dark land.
"Ah yes the desolate wasteland where the dead roam." He said with a mocking tone. Hela stopped in her tracks.
"Well its more than you have." Her amusement was gone but only for a moment. "And thats all I want." She smiled.
"There's where your wrong, my dear girl." He took a step toward her. "Asgard will finally be mine."
Her brow furrowed. "But how?" she said in almost a whisper.
"All in good time. First, I need your answer. Will you help me? Or not." He said with a smirk. He was pleased with her surprise. Hela thought for a minute, contemplating her father's request. On one hand, she could stay in Helheim and rule the realm that she already has. Or on the other hand, she could help her father and take Asgard as theirs, but would he just use her and then abandon her again?
"No. This is foolish. You abandoned me once and you'll do it again. Leave me, Loki of Asgard." Loki was displeased with her answer, but somehow knew this was not the end.
"As you wish, your highness." He bowed slightly, smirking. And with that, disappeared in a flurry of green light. Hela sighed. She was still conflicted and also angry with her father. Then it hit her. This could be her chance to make the Allfather pay for sending her here in her childhood.
"Maybe I will give this more thought." She said to herself.