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Loki paced back and forth, how could they let her get away? She was in the cell, HE was the last one to see her so of coarse people were talking. His hands were behind his back, anger in his eyes. Thor stood next to him, unsure what to do. "Brother….I don't understand why you are so angry. She was a thief, nothing more. There are other things Asguard should be worrying about."
He turned, fire hot in his green eyes. "Don't you see Thor? Its not about what she did! She escaped! Don't you fear for the safety of our people, knowing that criminals locked away in the most secure prison in the kingdom can just…walk away in the mid of night?!" He lied, knowing that if he brought up the safety of the people Thor would find the situation more serious.
"Of coarse I do brother, and we will solve that problem but for now…."
The door burst open, a guard running into the room. "Your Highness, the frost giant is gone."
Thor's eyes grew wide. "Impossible! I was just down there!" He turned to Loki who had an unreadable expression on his face. "Brother?"
Loki looked at Thor and started to make his way to the door. "Find her!"
Eyra sat up against a building, carving an apple with a sharpened rock. The young girl was fast asleep next to her, breathing softly and Eyra could only release a sigh of relief that they had gotten out of there when they did.
The halls were dark as Eyra made her way back into the castle, listening for any voices that would alert her of surrounding guards. She kept her head low as she pressed her back agaist a wall, looking around the corner that led to the dungons. There were 2 guards whom she had previously walked passed using her magic to cloak her from sight. She knew that if she used her magic to get herself in, she would be to exhausted to get back out so she looked around, trying to find another way in. She looked to her left, up at the ceiling then on the ground trying to find something she could used. A small piece of metal caught her eye and she smiled. Her long fingers reached down to pick up the sliver of iron, her arm retracting then tossing it into the opposite hallway. She hid in the dark as she saw both guards go check out the noise. She took that moment to dart into the dungon, keeping to the shadows and making her way over to the cell that the young girl was in. She approached, tapping the cage gently before raising her hand and unlocking the lock with her magic. The girl jumped awake, eyes wide at the intruder, unable to make out who it was in the dark.
"Shhh….." Eyra whispered, moving closer to the terrified girl. "its alright. I'm getting you out of here."
The girl nodded, still scared as Eyra broke the chains, lifted the girl up and ran out of the dungon just in time for the guards to get back. She looked back one last time, watching as the sat down, having no idea they let Eyra and the Frost Giant escape.
Eyra looked up at the night sky, knowing she should get some rest because tomorrow she was tasked with finding a place to hide the girl who's name she still had no idea of. She leaned her head back agaist the wall behind her, slowly drifting off with the young Frost Giant in her arms.
The sun woke Eyra, its bright rays burring her closed eyes. She groaned, shifting to find the girl still asleep in her arms. She sighed, shaking her slightly and frowing when she bolted up, eyes wide in terror.
"What…where…" She was looking around, panicked until her eyes fell on Eyra. Fear and recognition flashed through her eyes before she slowed her breathing. "Are we free?"
Eyra frowned. "Not yet. We are still in the city. They will be looking for us." She stood up, offering a hand to the girl. "Come on, we need to get moving."
The girl didn't take her hand, she just sat there and looked up. "Why?"
Eyra sighed, sitting back down in the dirt. "I break you out of prison, risking my own life in the process, commit treason doing so and you ask why?" She scoffed and crossed her arms. "Most people would just say thank you."
The girl looked down at her blue skin with a frown. "I'm not most people."
Eyra stood up, annoyed that she was in the situation she was. She should have just left the girl. Its not her problem. The streets are no place for a child, let alone a frost giant. It was just one more mouth to feed, one more back to watch and now she was in deep shit for treason. She could be hung for helping this girl. She would get her out of the city, to safety and that would be the end of that. "Lets just go."
The girl nodded, knowing she was crossing a line and was terrified this older girl would dump her off somewhere. She was right, she should be grateful someone came for her. She was a monster.
Eyra made her way though the back allys she traveled oh so often, avoiding all of the main roads or anything close to it. There were so many old roads that were untraveled, un touched for years. She stuck her hands in her pockets, walking ahead, looking back every once and a while to make sure the girl was still there. "So, what's your name anyways?"
The girl looked up, shocked to hear Eyra speak. They had been walking for hours and not a single word was said. "Its Liza."
"You ever heard of the Winchester Legend Liza?" The silence was killing Eyra and so she figured she could at least talk to the poor girl, even if she was just guna dump her off when they were far enough away from anyone who would harm her.
Liza shook her head. "No."
Eyra nodded. "Well, you see Asguard wasn't always all gold roads and glorious kings. There was a time, a dark age, when the streets were filled with scum, the people starved, killed each other for petty things. The king of the dark age was…..cruel. The people fed off his energy, taking after his cruelty as a way of survival." Eyra sighed, taking a left turn and walking right into a small row of shops. The buildings were falling apart, signs rotted away and the roofs were caved in. It was clear this part of the city had been long since forgotten about.
"The Winchesters, a poor family that owned a shop just up the street were robbed. The mother was killed, burned alive leaving a young daughter alone on the streets with no protection, no savior. She knew she would never make it so instead of living with the memories of her mothers screams, she took her life on top of these buildings. A few months later the city burnt to the ground. The King, unwilling to fix his own city left, leaving the throne open to anyone who could sit in a chair. The Odinsons who were a very wealthy family, high up in the military took the thrown, making Asguard what it is now. Some say that it was the ghost of the Winchesters that caused the city to be burnt down, an act of revenge for their deaths. When it was rebuilt, many of the buildings were left up and forgotten or simply built around and over. I don't really know why they left them up, just that they did. All of these back roads that we are taking, they are the old streets of Asguard."
Liza looked up sadly at the decaying buildings. "So instead of helping the broken, they just left them to die." She stopped walking, looking up at Eyra with a look that would break any mothers heart. "Am I broken?"
Erya sighed, walking over to Liza and giving her a small hug. "We all are sweetheart…we all are."
Loki growled, throwing a chair across the room of the house he was currently in. The small house was cluttered with children's toys, pots, pans, small towels and dirty clothes. He turned on his heal and glared at the woman whom was cowering in the corner. "Where is she?"
"Please….she…I haven't seen her….not since…not since you took her." The older woman had tears running down her face, she was in a ball on the floor with her head in her hands. "Not since you took my baby girl….my baby girl…baby girl.." suddenly her crying stopped and the woman turned her head to him with a defying glare. Her sorrow turned to anger, hatred and pain. "She was MINE! She was a good girl! A good, smart girl! And you…you….you and your thugs! You took her! Because what, she was different?! So what if she was a frost giant! She didn't choose to be born that way and yet you condem her, treat her like a criminal as if she had a choice! As if she…."
Loki stepped forward, backhanding the now standing woman watchng as she fell to the floor. "Her existnace is not what we are condemning, it is her location."
The woman half sobbed, half laughed. "If you could find her that is."
Loki grabed the woman off the floor, slaming her against a wall. " .She?"
The woman looked up at him with both a look of fear and defiance. "I don't know."
Loki leaned in, his breath hot on her neck. He brushed his cheek against hers, hands going to the hairs covering her face. He took a step forward, shoving his body against hers. "There are…..other ways of getting information."
He looked down on her with a look that made her gasp. "How could you…"
He moved his hand to the hem of her torn dress. "So beautiful. How could I not?"
She shook her head, trying to shove him off of her. "And you call yourself a prince of Asgard. How dare you!"
"Where." His hand moved up, lifting her dress slightly. "Is." The dress lifted more to her mid thigh. "She."
"I…I…I don't know. I swear. Please don't.." the woman was back to her fragile, tear stained self, shaking against his body. He sighed, letting her drop to the floor. "A liar knows a liar and you are not lying." With that, he left the small house leaving the woman shaking and in tears on the floor.
Thor stood outside with a look of worry on his face. "Brother….."
"She hasn't seen the girl." Loki walked passed his 'brother' making his way back onto the streets. It was nearly dinner time and they had scoured almost everywhere but with the easy hour the girls had ahead of them, no one could afford the time to stop looking. Loki could care less about the frost giant, it was truly Eyra he was after. She was powerful, he could sense it but how powerful was unknown to him.
"Did you harm the woman?" Thor's booming voice brought him out of his thoughts.
"Not physically." Loki answered casuly.
"What did you do to her?" Thor knew his bother's interrogation techniques and was not fond of them. He feared for the woman inside the house but knew better that to go inside to console her.
"I did not harm her Thor. You can go see for yourself if you would like though I advise against it. A mourning woman needs her space from the men who caused her such pain."
"Yes….I suppose she does hate us at the current moment." Thor's voice was thoughtful, trying to decide if he should take Loki's advice into action or not.
"Oh come now Thor, you aren't seriously going to believe anything a woman whom was harboring a frost giant says. Women lie. Grieving woman more than most."
"As do you brother. Do you not remember that silver tongue of yours?"
"How dare you compare my lies to that of a traitor!" Loki glared at Thor, eyes burning with hate and betrayal.
"Brother….I did not mean it in such a manor." Thor took a step forward, trying to apologize.
"Of coarse not. You never think before you speak." Loki turned on his heal, disappearing from the streets and teleporting himself to his thinking place; the old part of Asgard.
Eyra sat on the floor eating a can of food she had found in one of the old houses. Liza was asleep in the corner, breathing softly with her blue hands under her head as a pillow. She finished her food, tossing the can to the side and stood up to look out the window. The sun was setting, telling her night was almost upon them. They would have to move soon. Escaping the castle walls would be hard enough and their only chance would be to jump them at night. Her eyes grew wide and she gasped as she saw a figure she had no intention of ever seeing again. His long black hair fell to his shoulders as he walked, his green armor fit snuggly on his thin body. She ducked down, crawling over to Liza, shaking her slightly. She awoke with a gasp, Eyra putting a hand over her mouth, shaking her head and motioning to the door. Liza looked from the door back to Eyra confused so Eyra mouthed 'Loki' and watched as Liza's eyes grew wide. "Shhhh. Stay low and follow me." She whispered, keeping her close as they crouched over to the window.
Loki sat on the steps of the old building, his head in his hands, his mind swimming with thoughts about Odin, Thor, Frigga, His life, the lies, fake smiles, false friendships. It all made sense now. Everything. How they all ignored him, treated him like he was different. Before he even realized it, he felt wet tears streaming down his face and he growled, wiping them away. These buldings, abandoned, left to rot, forgotten in the excitement of a new kingdom, Loki felt sorry for them. They held secrets, held stories, broken lives, so much pain within these walls yet they still stood. They survived all these years. He wondered what Frigga thought about. If she knew what he was and stilled loved him. If Odin even told her. How could a mother love such a monster? Liza's mother did. She cried for her lost daughter, risked rape for her, risked death knowing what she was. He shook his head, trying to make the thoughts stop.
Eyra watched from the window as Loki sat on the steps, his head in his hands. She felt her heart break a little when she saw the tears fall down his face. He looked so alone, so vulnerable. She had never seen this side of him before and doubted that anyone else had either. She heard Liza gasp as he held his hand out, watching as it turned blue, a ball of ice forming in his palm. "He….he…..he's like me…"
Eyra frowned. "no….He's nothing like you."
"But he…."
"He may look like you, share the same blood as you but you are nothing like him." Eyra looked at the girl with a stern look. "You're better than him."
Liza frowned. "He looks so sad…..so alone." She looked up at Eyra and then did something that shocked the older girl. Her skin went from the blue tint to full pale, her red eyes fading to a golden brown. Erya gasped, letting go of Liza's hand as she stood up and walked out the front door, slowly and cautiously towards Loki.
"Hey….you alright mister?"
Loki's head shot up and he glared at the person whom was standing in front of him. He relaxed when he saw it was just a young girl but very quickly dried his tears and stood up, starting to walk away. "Go home kid. It's dangerous out here."
"Why are you out here then?" she paused, looking up at him with innocent eyes before taking a step forward to follow. "If its so dangerous."
Loki turned to look at the girl incredulously. "Because unlike a child like yourself, I can take care of myself."
Liza scoffed. "I'm tougher than you think. You should have some faith in people."
Loki tilted his head, taking a step forward towards the girl. "Do you know who you're talking to?"
The young girl smiled up at him. "Someone who's alone." Liza knew she was treading dangerous waters but she had to do this. She had to know just how alone Loki was. Just how similar they were. Knowing that he was a Frost Giant put him in a new light for her. She had thought back to when he was violent, when he was angry. He was angry because he wanted people to respect him, to treat him like he was royalty. Every time he reacted, it was because he felt inferior.
"What would you know of being alone?" He glared but didn't walk away.
Liza smiled. "I'm an orphan"
Loki looked down on her with a look of pity. His eyes grew soft even though he tried to hold his glare. She took another step forward, then turned on her heal and spun around with her hands behind her back. "Its ok though. I don't mind it. I get where I need to go."
There was a rustle in the bushes behind them and it startled Loki, instinctively he shot a blast of energy towards the sound but gasped when he heard a sharp yelp. The girl went running towards the cry of pain, Loki walking behind her with curious eyes. She cried out when she saw a stray dog lying on the ground, covered in blood. She looked up at Loki though tear filled eyes. "How could you?!"
"It was…..it…"
Liza lost her temper, gaining back the hate for Loki she had put aside. "Monster!" She cried, trying to hit him but not before Loki glared, raising his hand to strike her when a shout made him pause.
"Don't you dare touch her!"
He spun around to find Eyra standing not 10 feet from him. "You!"
The young girl stood up, running to Eyra with tears in her eyes. "I thought that….." Eyra glared at Loki, glancing at the girl before cutting her off. "That what? Just because he looked sad you could relate? Make friends? You can't make friends with a monster."
Loki glared, his fits curling into a ball as she watched the girls skin turn from its pale white back to blue, telling him that it was the Frost Giant his brother was searching for. How could he not sense it? How could he let her stand so close and he be so ignorant? How did he miss it? "Tell me, Why do you keep her with you? She is every bit of the monster I am."
"No. You're not a monster because of what you are. You are a monster because of who you are. You're cold, heartless, ruthless and care for no one but yourself."
"Oh and you're so much better. What do you plan on doing with this girl once she is out of the city exactly?"
Eyra looked down at Liza for the first time, seeing the fear and worry in her eyes. "I…."
"Adopt her? Take her as your own? Please. You can barley take care of yourself. You don't want her and you know it."
Eyra shook her head. "I won't leave her."
"Here maybe but outside those city walls, there are no rules. No one would blame you for leaving her. You got her to safety. Its up to her if she can survive on her own." Loki grinned. "There is no hope for her. You keep her here, she will be hunted down for the rest of her pathetic life. You leave her out there, alone, she will become bitter. She will hate every fiber in your body. That hate will slowly burn, shape into a blaze of hate for everyone. Everyone who looks like you, acts like you, speaks like you. She will hate and hate will be all she knows. All Frost Giants ever know. And for what? So you could save a life?" He took a step forward, grinning sickly. "Think of the hundreds she will kill because of you!"
Erya stood her ground physically but emotionally she was crumbling. He was right. She knew he was. She was going to leave her out there, alone, to fend for herself. Liza looked from Eyra to Loki, unsure what was going to happen or what she should do. Seeing her fear, Eyra took her hand, griping it tightly. "I'll figure something out. I always do."
Loki took another step forward, watching as Eyra shifted into a fighting stance. "She'll never belong. You know that."
"Enough!" Erya screamed, shooting a black of energy at Loki, hitting him in the chest and knocking him into the building behind him. She gripped Liza's hand tighter, running down the street with the young girl right on her heals. She knew Loki would get up quickly and that they didn't have much time to escape. She pulled them to an ally way, pushing Liza to the ground. "RUN! Hide! I'll find you!"
Liza shook her head, tears in her eyes. "No…"
"Just go damn it!" Eyra screamed, running back into the streets, knowing it was her Loki was after. Her breath was ragged as she ran down the dirt road, away from where Liza was hiding. She heard feet behind her and pushed faster, praying that if he caught her, he wouldn't catch the girl too. Her chest screamed and suddenly the world was on its side as she was hit with a blast of blue energy, knocking her to the ground, breaking her ankle in the fall. She screamed, eyes wide, hands going to her injury as she tried to get up. She saw Loki standing above her, a look of lust and evil in his eyes before he raised a hand and her whole world went black.
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