The gifts fate
Chapter 3
„Hey, Loki! Want to come on a hunting trip with my friends?" Thor asked the next day, after hours of frustrating silence.
Loki looked up from a book, which Frigga gave to him, after having another conversation.
Frigga liked Loki and talked to him, whenever she could, trying to convince him to try to understand Thor.
She didn't want Loki to get bored and since she had so many books, she gave him some and welcomed him in her library. She really loved Loki's interest towards books. She always wanted a son, who could talk about the books with her, now she felt like she did…
He didn't say anything, as he wasn't sure what's going on.
"We can learn to get to know each other better. I think that's much nicer than sitting here in the palace…" Thor explained.
Loki wasn't very fond of going on a hunting trip. He never was interested in this kind of stuff and he didn't really want to meet Thor's friends, they'll for sure hate him.
But again, this wasn't his home and he was just a bit away from being a prisoner. So he simply nodded. For Frigga he would try and be nice. He really started to enjoy the Allmother's presence.
Thor smiled bright and took Loki by the hand, pulling him up and leading him outside. Loki of course was surprised by the others actions and simply let him do whatever he pleased.
He was sat on the horse gently by the prince, his expression unimpressed.
'Why am I doing this?' he asked himself quietly, but then he thought of Frigga again and smiled a little.
He should be happy, that Thor was being nice and that he wasn't being kept in prison.
He looked up curiously, as three men and a woman came up. He guessed they were the friends Thor was talking about.
He looked between Thor and the others.
"Loki, these are my friends. Lady Sif and the warriors three, Volstagg, Hogun and Fandral." Thor introduced.
They looked at the Jotun with a skeptical look on their faces. Of course they would, Loki was a frost giant after all, he shouldn't be here.
"Friends, this is Loki. My…um…guest…" Thor mumbled, after searching the word to describe what Loki was to him.
Loki looked at them shortly, before looking around. He didn't really want to get to know these people closer, as they seemed to be disgusted by his presence.
"Thor, can I talk to you for a second?" Sif asked, glancing at Loki, before gripping Thor by the arm and leading him away from the group.
"What is it, Sif?" he asked.
"Why is he here? He's Jotun, he should be dead by now! What is this Jotun doing here in Asgard?! Why is he with you?!" she asked him in a serious and loud tone.
"He was a present of some of my men. I can't say no to my men, so I…" Thor explained, but had to think why he let him stay.
"This is not about honor, Thor! He is a foe! He will want revenge for his folks, he will want to see Asgard fall! If you leave him alone just for a minute, he could-" Sif was cut off by Thor.
"He's not like that, I'm sure. He…" he didn't know how to defend him. Why did he even bother? Somehow he couldn't hate the Jotun. From the beginning he thought the Jotun had something special about him.
"That's insane. He's a foe…" Sif growled.
"He doesn't deserve such a fate. He has nothing done to you, has he? I mean look at him. His smaller than any of us, he couldn't harm anyone." Thor explained.
Sif growled and went back to the others, followed by Thor.
"Finished with flirting?" Frandral smirked at them, earning a death glare from Sif.
"Let's go." She growled and climbed onto her horse.
They rode for some time. Loki watched the surroundings with great interest, as he had never seen grass or real trees. He only knew the cold and icy scenery of Jotunheim.
He actually felt inner peace, as he enjoyed the fresh hair and the wind running through his hair.
But the peace didn't keep up for very long.
"Look who's coming there! Asgardians!" One giant yelled smirking.
Thor smirked, finally he could smash some giants. He missed that feeling of battle and action.
Loki instead was getting nervous, not knowing what to do. Why didn't they run away? This was obviously Giant territory.
Loki could just hope that Thor knew what he was doing.
With a loud laugher Thor jumped off the horse, his hammer already in his hand, and ran towards the giants.
Loki watched with widened eyes, as the warriors did the same and started to fight with the giants, who were 5 times bigger than them.
Loki couldn't do anything but stare at the stupidity of the prince.
A wise prince would have run away to safe himself and his friends, even if it was against his pride.
But this? This was just stupid! Those giants seemed to be incredibly strong and dangerous.
Deep in his thoughts and rage towards the prince, Loki didn't see how one of the giants came closer to him.
Thor turned around just to see how another Giant got close to Loki.
He smashed the skull of the giant he was currently fighting with and ran straight into Loki's direction.
"Loki! Get away from there!" Thor yelled.
When Loki came back to his senses, he panicked, as he saw how near the Giant already was.
Just as Loki got off from his horse and was about to turn around, there was a loud crack to hear. He fell to the ground and pain started to appear in his right ankle.
He groaned in pain and held his hurting ankle, looking up helplessly as the Giant above him smirked and was ready to smash the small Jotun.
"Loki! Run!" Thor yelled, as he attacked the Giant from behind.
Loki trembled all over his body, too shocked to move.
'No…not again…' he thought…Did he survive just to get killed now? Then he would have rather died with his father…
Tears came to his eyes, as the Giant raised his hand.
"No!" he heard Thor scream.
He shut his eyes and threw his arms up, as he tried to protect himself.
As Loki opened his eyes, the Giant lay before him and blood was flowing from his head.
With tears all over the face, he looked up at Thor, who looked down at the Giant in rage.
"Why didn't you run away?" Thor asked, as he looked at Loki.
Loki looked away, as he rubbed his foot.
"What happened?" Thor asked worried and kneeled down.
"I think I broke my ankle…" Loki groaned.
Thor hesitated, but moved Loki's hand away to rub carefully over the swelling ankle.
Loki hissed as a wave of pain went through his leg.
"I think you're right…" Thor mumbled and took his hand away. "I'll better bring you back to the palace." Thor said.
Just as he lifted Loki, his friends came towards them.
"Sorry guys, I can't go hunting with you. I have to get Loki back to the palace." Thor apologized.
"What?!" Sif snapped, jealousy spreading inside her.
But Volstagg held her back. "See you later then." He said and waved goodbye.
Thor nodded and sat Loki onto his own horse.
"Hold on tight." Thor said as he got onto the horse.
The last thing Loki wanted was to hold onto the prince, but he had no other choice, so he did was he was told. The horse Loki rode followed, as Thor gave a sign.
Together they rode back to the palace.