CHAPTER 2

Heimdall, the gatekeeper of Asgard, stood at his post looking out and keeping watch over the universe. He was one of the few who knew who the missing princesses were and where they have been residing. He knew that the time was drawing near for them to return to their own realm. The war that had been the reason for them being sent away had come to a close and the rebuilding was now complete. It was time for both princes' of Asgard to claim their brides. Loki especially needed his bride more so than Thor. Heimdall knew that Loki felt that he was not able to feel love but he was wrong. Before the war had broken out and he had learned what he was and who his real parents were, Loki had found love. Darissa was her name. She was the goddess of Truth and Compassion, which Heimdall thought was rather ironic considering that she was betrothed to the god of Mischief and Lies. She and her sister Jarissa were the twin daughters of the Light Elves King Ashier and an Asgardian mother. When the prophecy had been told and their memories had been removed the two girls had been sent away leaving Thor and Loki bereft and lonely not to mention depressed. Then Loki had learned his heritage and had waged a war on his brother and family, causing the bridge to be severed and Midgard lost to them for a time. Then the Dark Prince had waged war on the very realm that held his beloved (without his knowledge of course). He had just finish his 1000 year sentence Odin had given him and he had been given back his power and his title. Heimdall knew that if Loki didn't find his beloved soon he would revert back to his old ways.

Ashier, King of Alfheim, Jarissa and Darissa's father, stepped into Heimdall's domain and asked if his daughters' had finally found the scroll he had purposely left for them to find. Heimdall answered that they had and had successfully deciphered it as well. This did not come as a surprise to the King of the Light Elves, for even though he knew that their memory had been severed and they had been cast down to Midgard, they had retained their powers. Truth and Intellect. Both had been needed to decipher the scroll and he wasn't surprised that they had done it. He was also responsible for the dreams they had been having for the past couple of weeks as well. The dreams he had been sending them were actually remnants of their forgotten memories. He only hoped that they could retain all the memories he had been sending them by the time they were to return to Asgard. However, they were not the only ones he had been sending dreams to.

Loki sat up in bed the dream he had just had still running vividly through his mind. The women he kept seeing was familiar to him though he could not place when or where he had seen her before. He could still see her vivid cobalt eyes and chocolate color tresses. Could still see himself running his hands through the wavy mass that was her hair, could still taste her lips upon his. It had been so real, so life-like he could have sworn he had done it before.

Removing himself from his bed he readied himself for another boring day. He wished that he could cause some type of mischief but he couldn't bring himself to do anything and he briefly wondered if he was losing his touch.

He decided then to just sit and read. He picked up a journal of his from over a millennium ago figuring that he should go back and see if it held anything of importance to him. It was a diary of sorts and had been a gift to him from someone, though he couldn't remember who. He opened it to the first page and was surprised to see an inscription addressed to him in the Light Elves script. To my Beloved Loki. It was signed Darissa Ashiersdottir. This confused him for he knew the Elven King had no children (that he could remember anyway). But the name was familiar. It was the same name of the women he had seen in his dreams. Though in the dream she kept telling him to call her Darcy which really confused him.

Knowing that he was not going to be able to concentrate on the diary and knowing that the Elven king was visiting his father, Loki decided that he needed answers and only the Elven king could provide them.

Thor was in a similar mind frame as his younger brother and he wanted answers. He has gotten little sleep these past few weeks because he kept seeing a beautiful woman whose name he should remember but couldn't; Jarissa Ashiersdottir or as her dream self-had said Jane Foster. Both names were unfamiliar yet somehow he knew that he knew her intimately, in fact. She was important to him, though he couldn't figure out how or why.

He met his brother, Loki, walking toward the Great Hall of Odin. "Brother!"

Loki turned to see his adoptive brother coming towards him. He still wasn't sure what his feelings towards his elder brother were but he knew that he no longer hated the man. He still considered him to be an idiot but that was just how Loki felt about the brawny man lumbering towards him. "Brother," he returned in a much quieter voice than his elder brother.

"Are you going in to speak to Father?" Thor asked as he caught up to Loki.

Loki shook his head and said "No, I am looking for King Ashier. I need to speak to him about something very important and I cannot be delayed in doing so."

Thor understand the urgency in his brother's demeanor also said that he was looking for the Elven king.

"Why are you looking for the king?" Loki asked suddenly. Wondering if his brother was also suffering from strange visions whilst he slept.

"I keep seeing a woman in my dreams who says that she is the king's daughter but she goes by a different name now which really is confusing. I want answers and I intend to get them," Thor answered

Jealousy was rearing its ugly head at the mention of his brother's dream and so to squash it, Loki asked what the woman in his brother's dream name was.

"Jarissa Ashiersdottir, but her dream self keeps asking me to call her Jane."

Loki let out a breath he didn't even know he had been holding at his brother's answer; so the woman in his brothers' dream had to be the sister of the woman on his own. Interesting he thought.

Just then they spotted the Elven king returning from his talk with Heimdall.