The picture in front of him was impossible to comprehend.

Ullr and Skadi, standing in front of an ancient rock, their eyes glowing in the dim light. They seemed calm as statues, but a smile played around Ullr's lips.

Snow began to fall, and the ground was covered in ice.

Loki forced himself to focus on the small body laying on the ground beneath Ullr's feet.

Everything else was only a blur. He held Ylva in his arms, her hazel eyes empty, her dress soaked with blood.

"I am sorry for you, trickster. It needed to be her. A wolf of my own pack, giving her own life… there is no greater source of power for us. It is heartbreaking for us all."

Loki couldn't stand Ullr's voice. He couldn't stand anything disturbing the silence.

"A wall of ice? A cloud of Darkness?" Loki spat, looking up to the two gods with pure hate.

Ullr almost looked guilty. Skadi smiled cruelly. Both of them had an aura of immense power, and Loki knew he had no chance of fighting them.

"She fell for that because she loves you, Lauffeysson. She was ready to believe anything if it meant she could save you. It's your fault."

Loki bit down on his lip, holding back his tears. His mind had still not processed that the girl in his arms would not wake up again.

"Thanos has never threatened Asgard. The trickster has been tricked," Skadi added with amusement.

"We just needed to give Ylva the right push," Ullr said, his voice tinged with genuine compassion.

Loki forced himself to look down on Ylva again. Her tanned skin was pale white, and her lips icy blue. Her body seemed to be completely frozen.

"Why?" Loki yelled. "WHY HAVE YOU DONE THIS?"

Ullr and Skadi looked at each other. Suddenly, their shapes began to disappear.

"You will know soon enough, Lauffeysson."

With that, the twins were gone, and Loki was left alone in the snow, with Ylva's body in his arms.

The worst part wasn't the hate he felt for these demonic twins. The worst part was the guilt. They were right... It was his fault.

Loki brought Ylva back to her father's hut. Ralf Akesson was already waiting, and his face betrayed no emotion as Loki laid Ylva down on the bed.

He said nothing. He didn't cry, or yell. He just sat next to his daughter, just like he had done when she had gone through the change. Ralf Akesson, the tall, muscular man, could only helplessly stare at the body of his dead child.

~2 days later~

Loki was waiting for Thor in their old rooms.

The god of mischief was done with the lies. Ylva had died believing that he could finally reveal his true self to the people. He would not let her down again.

Loki was not eager to be killed or to be thrown into prison again. But he didn't care. He was completely numb, and it was better than suffering.

He would honor her death by taking this risk. First, Loki would talk to Thor, explaining how he found Odin's body on the steps of the palace, and how he had faked his own death. How he had taken that opportunity. Thor would probably not believe him, and possibly try to kill him, but again - it didn't matter.

Kari had followed him around like a wounded cat, and Loki had not pushed her away.

She didn't seem to blame Ylva's death on him at all. Loki knew better, he knew he had caused everything that happened to Ylva. He would do right by her, and if Thor didn't kill him, he would try and end the twins Ullr and Skadi.

"Father, you wanted to speak with me?" Thor's voice sounded through the door. Loki braced himself.

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Ullr and Skadi chanted the words they had memorized years ago. They were glowing with power, power they had acquired through the sacrifice of Ylva Akesson.

The ice block in front of them began to melt. The air was vibrating with their energy, and the full moon was rising above the siblings.

The ice slowly dripped away, and the creature in front of them was finally free.

The wolf shook his fur, stretched, and growled. He was taller than any man, and his fur was deep black. The beast showed its teeth, revealing only bloodlust and hunger. The wolf howled, the terrifying sound piercing through the woods.

"Father," Skadi breathed, smiling brightly.

"Fenrir," Ullr greeted his father.

Fenrir was freed from his shackles and his howl announced a long winter.

First of all, I would like to thank my awesome editor Maegan for fixing my language mistakes! :) This means the story will be much easier for you to read!

Since the next Thor movie is called Ragnarok, my storyline is inspired by the mythological version of it. I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

xoxo & Liebe Grüße