A Wonderful Queen

I watched the world float
To the dark side of the moon
After all I knew it had to be
Something to do with you
I really don't mind what happens now and then
As long as you'll be my friend at the end

Loki awakened not long after he had blacked out after his over use of magic feeling groggy as ever - but he magic was replenished. He rubbed the small bags that appeared underneath his emerald eyes while he hoped none of the mortals saw him in such a state. The florescent lights burned his eyes, they stung and they ached and he wished they could tone down the horrid light. He pressed his index and middle finger to his temple and used a little bit of magic to aid his growing headache. What a terrible state he was in.

He lazily glanced around the glass cell he was still in, wanting to make sure nothing had changed since he was last conscious. Everything was left the same. It was only then he remembered what he was doing before he had abruptly blacked out - he saw his daughters soul! Loki's lips curled upwards ever so slightly at the thought. She is safe.

He wished he remembered the cities outside of Asgard better because he really had no idea where she was other than Essos. Which was an odd place for the newly made 'family' to travel, but the God wouldn't fret with such frivolous details. The only cities he cared to remember were King's Landing where their royal family would travel for feasts and Winterfell.

As he sat brooding to himself he felt an odd sensation - the electrical current of magic rushing through every vein in his body - it drove him to continue where he had left off last time. Loki reached his arms out in front of him and stretched each and every single one of his fingers, getting a nice good crack out of them as blue currents of magic jolted out of his fingertips.

He drew in a long breath as he let his eyelids flutter shut quickly, feeling the world he was currently in slowly fade around him, leaving him in the world of his magic. The black grid returned to his vision with the familiar colorful dots of souls everywhere. He praised himself for remembering where her general area was so he could keep most of his magic reserved - and try to stay away from blacking out. The land grid slowly began passing by Loki's eyes and in a matter of seconds he was flying passed thousands of miles and over the sea.

Here it was. Essos. Where those people had taken his daughter. The people that were to soon find a surprise that Rhaenerys was no longer in their temporary possession because Loki would be there in no time to retrieve her.

There it was, that tiny little deep violet soul that belonged to his child in the same place as earlier. Though he noticed the two purple souls that were surrounding her earlier were now surrounding something else, but he didn't pay attention to such a thing. He zoomed into the black grid and roused more magic from within - attempting to communicate through his soul wavelengths. Even if she was only around a year old, she should definitely be able to recognize such a thing, hell, he's done this with her when they were all still in Asgard.

With a small smile creeping it's way onto her face, Rhaenerys' lilac eyes slowly fluttered open from his hour long nap - but she couldn't tell what had awakened her! It was a strange feeling she felt all around her - yet there was no one there for her to wake up to! It felt like she was being given a great big warm hug, yet there were no loving arms around her. Her smile resided as her one year old brain began to sift through her memories, immediately recognizing the feeling. It was a feeling she hadn't felt in a very long time!

She could barely remember it, but that memory was there. Of her father. She saw an image of his face in her mind and her heart grew heavy - she missed him dearly. Rhaenerys had almost forgotten about him! She reached her arms out to the ceiling like she would when her mother or father would pick her up, waiting for the man to come in silently and pick her up swiftly but that time never came. Her bottom lip quivered slowly and tiny beads of salty tears welled up on her eyelids.

She wished her mother was here too to be able to feel this again because she notices how sad her mother is. Rhaenerys let her arms flop down beside her sides in a frustrated manner, the tears now streaming down her face while she whimpered gently.

Her father's face never appeared over the side of her crib, and the feeling was slowly fading away from her. She reached upwards again to reach for the feeling that was slowly escaping her grasp. She reached with all her might but it was gone. The good vibe that included the man that would help her back to sleep and would parade her through the gardens proudly during the day were now gone. The tears now flowed freely down her cheeks as she let out a cry for attention that wasn't from her mother.

Loki's brows met in the middle for a quick moment and a wave of confusion struck the God. Why in all the nine realms was she now upset? Just moments ago she was all fine and dandy. He sourly pulled away from the magical grid before him and crossed his arms over his chest, now rethinking what he had done.

Perhaps this was doing her more harm than good. Perhaps Rhaenerys was getting used to the fact that she had two entirely new guardians that were most likely not like Daenerys or himself. His long fingers curled into fists at the mere thought of such a thing - but he couldn't do anything. Here he was, sitting on a glass pew in these pathetic mortals glass chambers, when he should have been back in Asgard where he could have protected Daenerys and kept Rhaenerys in his custody. Loki's dulled emerald eyes fluttered shut for a moment as his brows furrowed. Instead he was here playing games with these fools to conquer Midgard and gain control, but for nothing. His family was now gone.

Loki took a deep breath in through his nose and began to attempt to fix this mess he had made in his head.

...

A man named Xaro pressed his large burly hands against the dust covered beige door to Daenerys' wing of his castle - he couldn't just let his guest do such a thing by herself, and a woman he was trying to woo as well! He smirked before he turned his gaze towards the small courtyard before them and that smirk died down quick.

Daenerys pushed past the man as quick as a wink with bewildered violet eyes and now clenched fists, her heart beginning to race. Her men, her followers. All slaughtered. They lay dead against the beige bricks of her temporary home with their throats slashed, each and every one of them in a haste attempt to have these men dead as quick as they could. Her eyes flashed over and saw three bodies of men slumped over, crumpled in a mess of their own bloodied limbs while their blood slowly pooled around them. All wounds were flesh, she noted.

Horrified, the Targaryen had a vision flash before her eyes. What of her daughter? What of her three dragons? Bunching her dress between her fingers, she bounded up the staircase as fast as she could, hoping she may have found the murderers in the act before they could have reached her family. "Daenerys!" She heard Xaro call after her but she was in the zone - was this man a fool to think he could have stopped a mother from getting her babies?

Daenerys could feel her chest implode on itself when she viewed the horrific scene before her. Her hand-maiden Irri, sprawled out across the ornate carpet. Then the empty dragon cages that sat beside the East wall of her room. "Where are they?!" She sputtered out as she forced back angry tears, her feet bringing her to the feet of her daughters crib.

Rhaenerys was nowhere to be found, not even her cry of displeasure could be heard from a mile away. Dany drew a sharp breath and turned back around to the ravaged bedroom. They took everything. Everything that Daenerys called her own, everything she ever held close to her heart. They had killed her loyal followers, killed her hand-maiden, stolen her dragons - and worst of all? Kidnapped her daughter.

She fell to her knees harshly, instantly burying her face into her hands as she fought back the impending tears. Slowly taking a long breath, Daenerys reached over to Irri's body and checked her for any signs of life - anything she could get from this woman she needed badly. She witnessed a small twitch of Irri's index finger, her mangled fingers that showed signs of a fight for her life. She was badly beaten - everywhere on her body was now darkened with fresh bruises, and Daenerys wasn't sure if the woman had been raped or not. She shuddered.

"Where are they?!" She cried out again helplessly as she let her head drop down lifelessly, her silvery hair touching the tip of Irri's nose. She heard the soft footsteps of Xaro entering her room, but she paid no mind.

A dying cough sounded through the eerily silent room as Irri's whole body shook with a spasm for a moment. "Irri..." Daenerys whispered as gently as she could while she cupped the woman's cheek within the palm of her hand. "Tell me what happened."

Irri took her time to point her index finger to Xaro. She watched as Dany's brows furrowed, to which she nodded as a reassurance. "Pyat Pree..." She whispered, her voice ridden with the raspy-ness that only belonged to death. "Court wizard in.." She sputtered out a few droplets of blood before continuing. "In Asgard."

Daenerys watched through her tears as the woman's hand now to her side, now laying limp as her chocolate brown eyes glossed over. She was dead.

A man kneeled beside her, startling Daenerys. She whipped her head to the side and saw the familiar face of Jorah. "Daenerys.. Do you have any idea of who did this?"

She licked her dry lips. "Pyat Pree. A court wizard in Asgard." Daenerys spat out the word as if it were a terrible taste in her mouth. Her force contorted into a sour one. It was, in fact, a bad taste in her mouth. It was just a bad thing in general. She wanted nothing to do with that city anymore. It was a city of murderers! A city of kidnapping, murdering know it all Gods! She ran her fingers through her now tangled hair. She felt ill now.

By that time Jorah had asked Xaro to leave them in peace. Daenerys looked over to Jorah with those fierce hardened eyes she now donned. "Xaro had something to do with this."

Something flashed in those violet eyes of hers, Jorah swore it.

"We are going to go pay Xaro a visit." Daenerys commanded sternly as she turned on her heels to leave.

It was when Daenerys ignored Doreah's cries for help, and Xaro's promises to the Kingdom and gold as far as the eye could see, she realized something. They closed the vault door on the two that had betrayed her for good, and Jorah looked at Daenerys with a satisfied look in his eyes.

She realized she would make a wonderful Queen.

AN: Wow! Thanks for the reviews! Good to know I'm on track with this re-written version. The song in the beginning is 'Kryptonite' by 3 Doors Down. (I know, it's a really old song, but I love it!) I know it's a shorter chapter than the rest, but I wanted to start the new chapter with the enxt thing that's happening in the story. I like having a fresh page for new things.

Disclaimer: I don't own THOR or GOT.