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A/N: Odin might sound like a bit of a jerk but I was going for neutral-ish because being king comes first before being a father. I'll make it up to him later or not.
Attention: A crossover in this chapter! :)
He pads through the gold halls carefully weaving around pillars and statues. He knows no one will catch him, they're all in the throne room but it doesn't help his paranoia. His heart beats frantically when he sees the entrance guarded by soldiers. He gulps nervously, tail twitching uncontrollably when the sound of feathers cut through the air.
It's time.
~~0O0~~
Outraged whispers and shocked gasps fill the air as they walk towards the throne. The crowd parts for them because they are afraid of what may happen if they try to intervene. When they reach Loki, who kneels before the dais, the crowd erupts.
"Hello, Gabriel," Loki's face smiles hungrily through the half broken metal. His eyes are ruby red and black-blue webs lace his skin. Leviathan coils around the gods vocal cords, pressing against the magic seals locked around the trickster's wrists. The spells keeping him and Loki at bay flare around them as another piece of the muzzle breaks away. "Well, well, if it isn't Salem Saberhagen."
Odin voice rings as he calls for silence before turning to the newcomers. "Loki is to be sentenced for his crimes."
Gabriel glares at Odin, "I'm here to bring him back to his own kind."
"He will not be taken to Jotunheim."
"Ha, like I'd leave him on that broken waste of a planet. He'd eat everything before the end of the week in his current state. Besides, they cast him out after he was born, they gave up their claim. Asgard also gave up its claim when he was left free falling through space."
"We did not know he was alive," Thor steps forward, "We believed he had not survived."
"Oh, really?" A cruel smile stretches Gabriel's face as dark lines spread across his eyes and nose. "Did you know he wasn't hiding his presence on Earth up until a few days before the Tesseract was stolen? Bet All-Daddy hasn't gone into detail about the leech living in his brain either."
By the wounded look etched on the thunderers face Gabriel believes he hadn't known. Eyes turn on the king as whispers burst with doubt throughout the gathered Æsir.
"Father, is this true? Is this why Loki behaves this way? Did you-," Thor's face churns with anger. "You let us believe we had lost our prince! I grieved the loss of my brother!"
Odin seems to age before them as sorrow fills his voice. "It was not my intention to abandon Loki. Letting him stay on Midgard was the only way he would heal. I did not believe he would fall to such powerful influence. I regret what has become of my second son but I will assure that his madness is healed."
"There is no madness within us." Leviathan and Loki laugh, "Do you believe you can keep me in these chains forever? When I am free again, and I will be free soon, I will feast. We find this fair, Odin Borson, for the blood you have spilt before we came to be."
"Loki, please," Frigga cries, no longer being able to hold back. "Please, my son."
Loki and Gabriel face her, their necks riddling with dark veins as their link of Grace burns. Their voices mingle and for a moment Gabriel speaks through Loki and Loki through Gabriel, "We are not your son."
Salem stills as the force between his two friends crackle. The chained link has strengthened and it's frightening. How long will it take before Leviathan can slip between them to use the angel as a second host? He shivers when silhouettes snake along the walls and the click-click sound of shoes echo through the crowd.
Salem knows he has no place here where he is seen as insignificant but he clears his throat and looks up to Odin. "Excuse me, your highness, I know you probably have a lot of issues to work out here but we really need to take Loki."
"He will not be taken," the All-Father speaks with an air of finality.
"Look, you don't understand. If we don't get him out of here his followers will find him and it'll be a bloodbath!"
"Loki is safe here from the Chitau-" Odin stops as Gungnir shoots a bolt of power in Thor's direction. People scream and soldiers rush to the wounded prince and stand to protect the queen. The mass panics when more shots are fired into the air and everyone fights to reach an exit. Walls crack and crumble and the floor begins to quake like thousands of serpents beneath their feet.
Out of the spear slips a man dressed in Midgardian clothing. "I'm Gungnir going haywire and if you want to protect Asgard from us you'll turn over our god."
Salem had hoped Gabriel would have secured Loki before the beasts caught wind of their location. After the surge of destruction wrought on Earth it will be near impossible to bind them. The cat scurries to hide behind Gabriel, hissing as the smiling creature draws near. He would much rather have Leviathans teeth at his back than face the insanity of this being.
When Mayhem is ten steps away La Mala Suerte appears at his right. Together the two arc their chaos around Gabriel, Loki, and Salem sending electric waves of energy in all directions.
The Warriors Three and Sif charge, striking the one closest and La Mala Suerte grins as their swords break in half when they touch him. He grabs Sif by the throat, black eyes narrowing at what he sees in her soul. He snarls at the others, "Traidores."
~~0O0~~
Gabriel collapses on the broken Bifrost. He is weakening and has no way to control the violent two. Salem presses closer as he tries to use his magic to seal away the poison draining the angels strength. The bridge trembles as La Mala Suerte hacks and tears away chunks of what little has been repaired. Mayhem barnacles himself over Loki to keep him at bay watching the progress with amusement.
Heimdall is rushing towards them sword high as he prepares to attack but La Mala Suerte stops him. He pushes the gatekeepers weapon aside, cold hands seeping through the thick armor and dark skin. His hair dances in the wind as his power surges when Mayhem joins him. Without turning La Mala Suerte addresses his cohort, "Yo me encargo de él."
Loki roars in a distorted voice,"I want his eyes! They are ours to take!"
In a snap of white smoke Mayhem disappears with the others as the gatekeeper is brought down.
Translations and characters:
Traidores - traitors (Because La Mala Suerte knows they committed treason while Loki was king.)
"Yo me encargo de él." - "I'll deal with him." or to be specific "I'll take care of him."
Salem Saberhagen - a character from Sabrina the Teenage Witch. He's a warlock sentenced to spend 100 years as an American Shorthair cat by the Witch's Council as punishment for his attempt to take over the world. In my story he'll have a limited amount of magic due to his association with Gabriel and Loki. They tweaked the spell placed on him but not enough to catch the Councils attention. If I'm not mistaken I think he did have limited powers in one version of his character but I can't remember if it's in the comic, cartoon, movie or sitcom. (I'm using sitcom Salem.)
La Mala Suerte - the name Spanish networks use for Mayhem in the Allstate commercials. If you translate it to English it means "Bad Luck".
Edited: 10-30-2013