~ Chapter 10 ~

The next time Loki felt anything, it was soft fur tickling his nose by the wind. He wrinkled his nose at first, rubbed it when it wouldn't stop tickling, then opened his eyes to see what kind of fur was annoying him. To his surprise he saw he was resting against the belly of a gigantic gray wolf. It looked at him with yellow eyes and for a moment he felt fear as the beast looked at him.

Then it leaned forward and licked his face with its big, pink tongue. Loki couldn't help but giggle at the antics. A big fluffy gray tail whipped over his body and he felt safe once more. He then knew that he was finally safe, nothing could harm.

He laid back down to sleep peacefully against the gray pelt of the wolf.

Not aware that on top of Fenrir's back sat Hela, watching him together with Jormungandr who had curled his upper body around his siblings and protected them all with his massive body.

They all mourned that their father no longer recognized them, this being the first time they all gathered in the same place. Summoned by their father's broken mind.

Thor stormed through the palace, heading toward the throne room where his father spent most of his days.

"FATHER!" he called as soon as he entered, not even bothering to see if his father was there.

Odin glared disapprovingly at his son's rude entry. "I thought I taught you better than this, Thor." he scolded.

Without stopping, Thor walked forward before his new conviction abandoned him. "I need to speak with you." his voice was rude but he didn't have time to act meek in front of his father right now.

Odin straightened his back and looked at his son. "Than speak."

With one look around, he felt uneasy about the guards in the room, but this was his punishment. He had hide for too long.

"I want to make a confession." He could feel his courage leaving him, "I've done something horrible."

"What is this horrible thing you speak off?"

"I've lied to Asgard." Thor began but Odin just scoffed.

"Lies are not new. As I recall it, there was a monster in Asgard who was a master of lies." the distaste of even hinting of Loki was clear as day.

"Loki never raped me." Thor burst out. Causing Odin's face to harden like granite. "He never even touched me."

"What are you saying?" Odin ground out.

"I'm the one who committed the crime." He said in one breath. "Or at least tried."

Odin stood up and took the few steps forward to the stairs that separated him and the rest of his subjects. Before Odin could say anything, Thor rushed on with his confession.

"Since years back, I've held a desire for Loki. I was arrogant and started to follow him around. I stalked him, father." he could see the hard lines become more pronounced in Odin's face. He could no longer look his father in the face if he wanted to continue so he lowered his eyes to the floor and despite the bile that rose in his mouth he forced himself to continue. "This last year I became more bold and tried to seduce him by confronting him in situations that would leave us both compromised. He tried to avoid me, even going so far as bathing in the middle of the night when every one else slept, but I still followed him. In his last attempt to get away from me was that morning. He decided to leave Asgard and go on a travel. I overheard him talking to you and mother, and I got angry. I couldn't accept that so I confronted him in his room, and I almost raped him."

The silence was like a blade running along his skin. Sharp and deadly.

"If you are trying to take the blame for your brother, then I suggest you stop this pathetic excuse. It is unbe-"

"The only reason I didn't rape him was because I could see his tears. I saw the hurt I caused him and I finally saw what a monster I had become. I couldn't stand it and ran, leaving him alone. In the halls I ran into Lady Sif and in my distress I couldn't say everything. I could barely admit it to myself, and Sif took it as Loki had done something to me and brought me to you. Before I could stop it, the lie that Loki had raped me grew until he was dragged in front of you and sentenced to the dungeons. If you want a witness that I speak the truth then you have to summon Heimdall. He alone has seen the truth that I speak of."

Slowly and angry, Odin walked down the stairs to Thor. His face voided of any color.

The cell door opened and in walked a warrior. He saw Loki sitting in the corner and smirked.

"Ready for another round?" He walked over to the unconscious criminal and reached for his arm. When all he got was a lifeless body he sneered.

"For a whore you take a lot of freedom, not that it matters." He threw Loki onto the floor and bowed over the unresponsive trickster. He began to undo what was left of Loki's pants. "It doesn't matter if you are aware or not. A warm body is a warm body."

When he was happy with the work of Loki's pants, he started to undo his own and took out his hard flesh and held it in hand.

"Are you ready to feel a real man take you?" he smirked down at Loki before he stroked himself. When he was happy with his hardness he started to lift Loki's legs so he could fuck him.

But before his prick could even touch its destination, a hand gripped it. Surprised he looked at Loki's face and was shocked to see yellow eyes staring back at him.

"This is the last time you touch my father." A feminine voice rose from between Loki's lips.

With the twist of his hand, the warrior screamed in pain. Loki threw the offending piece of flesh across the cell so it bounced of the wall, calling the rat forward to let it drag the flesh away to its nest.

The warrior was unable to say anything but scream in pain of his sudden lost of body parts. With tears in his eyes he watched as the shadow fell over him.

"Your soul will suffer in the lowest pits of my kingdom." The yellow eyed Loki said before the screams stopped and the warrior fell to the ground, soul less.

"What's going on?" voices could be heard as running boots came closer. The door opened and in ran a group of warriors who held their weapons ready.

Some were unable to look at the gruesome sight of their fellow warrior on the floor. The blood pooled from his lower regions.

With a sneer of disgust, Loki raised his arm and threw it across the line of warriors.

A sea of blood stained the stone wall behind them and bent open the iron bars to his cell. It was all over in a second.

Loki suddenly swayed on his feet and when his eyes opened again they were green. He looked around and saw that his cell was open. Without seeing the blood and remains of the warriors, he walked straight through them and out of the dungeons.

TBC