Chapter 3

Loki's POV

"So the person you know that is an inter-dimensional teleportation expert is in a stable? Great, this ought to be good." Raven piped sarcastically.

"What? No. We must ride a horse to get there." I said as I informed a stable boy to prepare my horse. "You do know how to ride a horse, right? Do they even have horses where you are from?" I turned for the only response she gave was silence. I was met with her pale, grey skin glowing pink on her cheeks. "Aww…you are blushing," I said as I poked her cheeks. "Cute." At my compliment her cheeks blushed even more and she realized that she did not have the hood of her cloak up.

"Shut up," She demanded as she slapped the hand that was still poking her cheeks. "And if you must know; no, I don't know how to ride a horse." She said lifting her hood into place.

"Do you want to learn?" I asked as I mounted my horse.

"Not particularly, no." She announced nonchalantly while avoiding my gaze. I could see her confusion as she stared from my grin to my outstretch arm. "No," she refused, finally getting my hint that she would have to ride with me.

"The faster you mount, the faster you will obtain your answers." I bargained.

"Fine," she acquiesced. As soon as she mounted she took hold of my torso as tight as somebody her size could.

"Are you okay back there?"

"Hmm…let's just get this over with." She murmured into my shoulder.

RxL RxL

"It's beautiful. What is it?" Raven awed as we rode over Bifrost.

"It is Asgard's rainbow bridge, Bifrost." I could feel her looking at the ground astonished.

"Are we almost there?" She repined as we neared the sphere shaped building.

"No," She huffed in response. "We are here. Raven meet Heimdall. He is the all-seeing, all-hearing guardian of Asgard. I believe he may be in possession of some of the answers you seek."

The moment we neared him, Heimdall started explicating his theory of the circumstances that Raven was probably in. He explained that since he could not foresee her, she might not be part of any of the known nine realms. I listened attentively, trying to soak up all the information they were discussing. Heimdall gently broke the news that if he could not see her in Midgard then that may not have been the one she was living in and since he did not invoke her into Asgard, he would not be able to know where to send her. Although I should have probably been as sad as her face projected, I could not help but be gleeful inside. The one person that was like me in so many ways would not leave me.

As we made our way back to the horse after Raven had profusely thanked Heimdall for his help, I could see the pained expression hidden behind her eyes. Though many would not have even been able to detect it, one could not lie to the god of mischief and lies.

"Raven?" I received a flick of the eyes, the only acknowledgement that she had heard me. "Can you fly?" She confirmed this with a nod. "Care to race me to the highest point in Asgard?" After that statement, she finally looked up. I could see a smirk forming on her visage as she zoomed into the air.

"Catch me if you can." She monotonously goaded.

"Oh no, you don't." I said to myself as I took to the air. If the unexpected citizens of Asgard were to look upwards in that point in time they would have only been able to see two blurs; a purple and a green one dashing across the sky.

Since I had not been expecting the velocity of her powers, I immediately knew that if I wanted to win I would have to take matters into my own hands. Hoping that she would fall for it like Thor did every time I used it on him, I concocted a plan that would make Raven halt and let me speed past her. This proved to be quite interesting and it also proved me wrong – oh, so wrong.

RxL RxL RxL RxL

Raven's POV

"LOKI!" I vociferated as I plummeted right behind him. I don't know what had gone wrong. First we were racing with everything we had and then Loki collapsed out of nowhere. Maybe he was not used to flying for so long or at that speed. Maybe his magic didn't work like mine did. These were some of the thoughts floating through my mind as I accelerated downwards, hoping to maybe get a hold of him. The moment I went to grab him, he disappeared spontaneously. That little green bastard...I'll crush him like the bug he is.

Wanting to see if he was already at the top, I looked towards the palace catching a green blur getting closer to the top. If he was going to utilize his other powers, I would level the playing field and use mine as well. I grinned as my black magic enveloped me and teleported me to the top.

RxL RxL

Laughter – I could hear laughter approaching and it brought a certain god with it. I only saw the back of his head as he overlooked Asgard looking for a certain someone. Not being able to pass the opportunity being handed to me, I crept up behind him and uttered my favorite three letter word: Boo. He visibly quailed at my innocent form of greeting; good, he had it coming, the little cheat. Looking into his eyes, I could see the silent questions wanting to come out.

"I teleported," I answered. "And you can't complain, you used your powers of allusion and I used my teleportation. Oh and I almost forgot," I said as he settle next to me on the edge. "Don't you ever utilize those kinds of illusions with me again," I emphasized my point with a punch. "I will let you plummet to your death next time, understand?"

"Yes but now it is my time to ask questions." I nodded, acknowledging the deal we had. "What other powers do you have?"

"That's no fun. I need a way to keep you on the edge of your seat. Therefore I will tell you my powers, as I promised I would give you answers, but it will happen over time." I bargained.

"So you do plan to stay in Asgard?" I could sense his excitement deep down under his nonchalant façade.

"Yes." Over my talk with Heimdall, we theorized that my own magic had transported me here but even though it had been my magic, their Midgard was not my own. There was no Jump City or Gotham on their Earth. That meant no Teen Titans, no Justice League to go get help from; even if they would be the last group of individuals that I would go to for help. Maybe it was another dimension but I was from another dimension and the Teen Titans still existed. We deemed it another universe. That worried me. I knew how to teleport inter-dimensionally but to another universe? That was a feat I knew not how to do or even if it was possible and I'm a half demon sorceress staying in a realm filled with gods and goddesses. "Now it's my turn. When you were in my room yesterday, why did you look ashamed of studying magic?"

"I am not like my brother. I do not have in my possession Mjolnir; the greatest treasure there is in the realm." He acrimoniously spat. "I only have sorcery. I am not great with weapons like he is or as strong. They like him better." He turned his head trying to not let me see his face; not knowing I could feel everything he felt with my empathy. I felt every gestured directed at Thor from their father, his friends, even the citizens of Asgard. I felt how out casted he was from an early age; turning to his mother, sorcery and knowledge for comfort. I felt the effort he put into everything to get a sliver of what Thor felt. I felt the shame veiled by tricks and pranks. I felt everything and I realized I had just gone into his mind and seen everything – felt everything he felt; just like I had when I had formed my bond with Robin. "Compared to him I am weak, I am meek, I am not worthy." He whispered. Still reeling from Loki's feelings, I let out more emotion than I usually do.

"Who says you're not worthy?" I demanded, grabbing his chin and turning his face so I could convey everything I felt. "Who?! Your father? Your brother? Society? Who cares? You know what my father deemed me worthy for? Destroying every single thing I loved and you know what? I went against him. Don't let someone else write your destiny for you. So Thor has a hammer, take that away from him and what do you have left? A glorified bulldozer is what you have. Maybe he's the one that's not worthy of sorcery or magic. Think about it, he would have to have a high level intellect to be one, does he have one? From what I've witnessed I wouldn't say so. So stop thinking like that." During my rampage, I didn't notice that I had moved his face close enough to mine that I could see how green his eyes were. Those eyes were regarding me closely – trying to figure me out. Not wanting to invade his privacy like I had earlier, I conformed to figuring out his emotions like a regular person. "What?"

"You are one strange mortal." He finally replied.

"I'm only half mortal." I retorted.

"That explains everything." He said facetiously. I could see the smile in his eyes before it flourished on his mouth. The laughter that ensued was contagious enough that I cautiously joined in. I looked around for the impending destruction that came with my demonstration of emotion but it never came. Maybe vanishing my father cut off our connection and I was finally free to feel. Maybe this was the universe trying to give me a fresh start and as I looked at the laughing prince next to me; I could not be inclined to believe otherwise.

A/N: I apologize for taking so long on this chapter. Inspiration just did not come and I had to watch Thor, The Avengers and War Horse multiple times. Not that I am repining or anything, I do love movies with Tom Hiddleston in them but I had planned to post this chapter on Monday and what's today date? Sunday? Go me. Oh! You're probably wondering why I watched War Horse, well let me inform you that I am deeply in love with Tom Hiddleston and Benedict Cumberbatch; so a movie with both of them is divine.

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