Part 4 of 4

The buzz of the people could be heard through the wall as Thor sat in the adjourning room, just staring at the ceiling tiredly as his eyes was red from crying endlessly.

He knew he should show a stronger front. That he should be able to face all those out there, but his girlfriend; the woman he had decided to ask to marry had passed away in the elevator accident five days earlier.

There had been an investigation as to why the death happened. The suspected foul play because violent elevator accidents like this didn't happen unless the equipment was neglected. However, everything checked out. The crew responsible for the yearly inspection even gave their statement since they had done their duty only two months earlier.

In the end, the main cause had been that the cable had torn itself. Even if no one could explain why the security breaks didn't work, the cause for the accident was classified as nothing but accidental.

Not only was Thor devastated and couldn't let go of the engagement ring, but the media had had a field trip with the story. Not only had they blown it out of proportion with conspiracy theories and gossip, but they also said whatever sold best.

"Go away."

A chuckle rose from the shadows. "And here I thought about comforting you, master." Loki stepped out from the shadow, uniform perfect as usual.

Thor rolled his head so that he could glare at the intruder. "It's because of you that she's dead." he spat.

"Don't be so delusional, master. She was never my goal to begin with." Loki walked closer proudly, though his steps was soundless.

"You're the delusion. You're not even real yet you dare interfere with my life." Thor growled at him.

"And yet," Loki was suddenly sitting on Thor's lap. "You didn't reject me." Thor could feel his senses leaving him. "Not that first night in the hotel nor our last time together. Although you were a little resistant at times, you always returned my touches passionately, and you kissed me so lustfully. I gave you pleasure greater than she or anyone else could and now you turn your back on me." Loki's face leaned closer so that he couldn't look away, their lips just barely avoiding each other. "If you really didn't want me then you would have rejected me and never let yourself be seduced so easily. I've spent more time with you than your so called girlfriend."

"Enough." Thor said forcefully and raised his hand to push away the illusion and end it all, but his hand came into contact with a firm and strong chest which wouldn't buckle.

"It's enough when I say it's enough." Loki grabbed Thor's wrist. "Time for the main event." Thor was pulled from his seat and thrown across the room with so much force his feet left the floor. "I'm finally free from that cursed contract, and you want to quit? Don't think so. You are going to pay for everything your family has done to me." Loki walked closer and lifted the shocked Odinson from his feet by his neck and blocked his windpipe. "All the centuries I was locked in that cursed hotel. All the pain from dehydration and undernourishment I suffered because of lack of 'food'. And most of all you will pay for your beloved founder's crimes against me."

He let go and watched Thor crumble to the floor coughing for breath.

"Wh-" cough. "-at are y-" cough. "-ou talking" gasp. "about?"

Loki knelled down and stared hatefully at the other man. "The first Odin" He spat the name like it was rotten. "is nothing but a pedophile and I'm one of his many victims. One among hundreds of children who was molested and violated in the most disgusting ways possible. But what he liked better than youth was the dead. And as he desecrated my body I swore to end him and his family and anyone with blood ties to him." Green eyes turned red as he looked at Thor like he was a insect. "Even as I was tied to that damn hotel I made sure to haunt and curse your family. I kept close watch on all family members so that no one escaped. No matter how many bastards your family line has, and no matter how far separated some of the branches has become, I've kept watch on all of them. And I plan to erase all of them."

"You're insane." Thor managed to say only to pull back in fear as Loki opened his mouth wide and with an inhuman hiss. Long rows of sharp teeth with four large fangs dripping with saliva threatened him. Thor couldn't stop the sharp flinch as his mind screamed at him to escape.

"Insanity is for the lucky." Loki smirked to show off his fangs. "This is reality. Your family created a monster and the only thing keeping me on a leash was that contract. But with its destruction I'm free to do as I want."

"The contract?" memories of the old paper in Jane's hand resurfaced and it showed on his face.

"I told you. She was not my goal. The contract was. It didn't matter who as long as I could destroy that contract. If not her then I would have used someone else. Even you. Did you really think you were special? I've seduced and indirectly killed countless people. Or did you really think your parents death was an accident?" Loki taunted at the end. "How does it feel to have done all those things with your parents killer?"

"You..." Thor clenched his fist, emotions running rampage inside him.

"Do you want to kill me?" Loki stepped back from his prey and opened his arms. "You can't kill me. What do you think you can do that others hasn't already tried? Just as many as I've killed, others have tried to kill me. I've been lynched, burned, drowned, stabbed, hanged, impaled, doused in acid, and more things than I can name. I haven't starved to death from hunger, and religion don't have any effect." Loki gave Thor a look that was out of curiosity. "Do you wanna guess how many holy men and women of different faith has tried to put me to rest? I'm the embodiment of a vampire but without their weaknesses. And you think you can harm me?"

He turned and slowly walked toward the door. "What are you going to do?" Thor struggled to get up.

The vampire stared like he could see through the door. "Out there is several people with distant blood ties to you. I will have to pay them a visit... eventually." he ended with a smirk and stepped back, turning back to look at Thor who had managed to get up on his knees and elbows. "Do you hate me?"

Thor struggled to get up and away from the monster coming closer.

"Not only am I responsible for your parents and girlfriend, but almost all deaths in your family tree. There's only a few that passed away from old age and they were married into the family. And I will continue to drive every man, woman, and child with your blood to death. It will be a slow tango of extinction. Bloody, gruesome, and deadly."

"I understand that you hate my ancestor," Thor had finally gotten up on his knees. "But why must we die because of it? Why do you hate us this much?"

"I don't hate you." Loki said as a matter of facts like he was talking about the weather. "What I hate is your blood which ties you to that man. Have you ever felt true hatred? Undulated hatred so dark and consuming that even if someone showed you the way to salvation where your tormentors would face the full judgment of their crime; you would not take it. What brought me back was that hatred. The years I spent inside that cursed hotel couldn't calm my hatred. My hatred has eaten all other emotions, and it will not stop until all of his blood is gone from this world."

A knock on the door broke their conversation. "Thor, are you all right?" the voice of Fandral came from the other side.

Loki relaxed as he reached up and for the first time pulled his tie from its perfect state into a loose knot. "I guess this is it. I'll be seeing you around. It would be no fun to take out the head right away, and this is the first time in ages that I have tasted freedom. I want to taste it, in a manner of speaking." He walked over to the large window and opened it, letting the wind brush past him. "But don't worry, you'll be seeing me around. The main event is only just beginning."

Crimson eyes looked back at Thor and the man who had haunted him for the last few years gave him a smile before he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The End