A/N: Time frame wise, this is set 8 years after Burning Curve, for reference. :)
So updates might be a little slow as I deal with some big personal stuff. If you're interested you can read about it at my Tumblr. megaranoelle . tumblr . com
I don't own The Avengers, Loki, Iron Man, or anything of the like. Just the thoughts inside my head. And taking some personal freedoms with mythology and lore.
Eir rubbed Sander's cheek before dropping a kiss on his forehead. Tomas was staying close to his twin, knowing that once Melisande knew that he was 'awake', she wouldn't leave his side. Until possibly Loki came back.
"Alright, what is this urgent message from my son?" She took a small step back and looked at Sander. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, having shooed away everyone but Tomas, (who wasn't about to leave anyway), when Eir got there.
"He said that you need to get Frigga, and take her to Dad." Eir frowned at his words. "Who is Frigga? And how can she help?"
"She is your other grandmother." The twins blinked a little. "Loki's mother. She died when you two were five, before you had a chance to meet her." She paced a little in a small area, and Sander tried not to fidget. "Why would he want Frigga?"
"He said that Dad needs her, and that you would figure it out." Sander also remembered how Tony had expressed that it needed to happen quickly.
"Did he say why?" She turned back around to face him. "Did he say what it was for?"
"He didn't have time, he was about to get bombarded with visions. He said that it had something to do with what he saw before though." Now Tomas had raised an eyebrow at his brother. "I got the clear impression that it needed to happen quickly, though, like something bad was going to happen soon."
"I can't exactly take her from the fields, that are her own, and bring her back to the Nine Realms," Eir said. "That just can't happen."
"Dad is with Adir, in the Void," Sander told her. She wrinkled her nose a little and sighed a little.
"You should go and see your sisters." The boys watched her wings flex a little. "I have some work to do." She disappeared and Sander let out a little breath of relief. He blinked when there were arms hugging him around his shoulders.
"You ever fucking die on me again and I'll burn your body," Tomas said in his ear. "I won't let you come back a second time."
"That means a lot to me," Sander smiled a little as he pat Tomas's arm. "That must mean you really care about me." He grunted when Tomas punched his shoulder.
"Anything else happen that I should know about?" Tomas asked his twin, sitting down next to him on the bed. Sander didn't miss the pointed glance towards the arc reactor.
"It's not a touching tale," he said quietly. "Dad keeps a lot more to his chest than we know about, no pun intended. I found out why he doesn't actually like to go swimming all that often, and why he's so adamant about no one else ever having the Iron Man suit." He looked at Tomas and Tomas felt something stir in his chest when he saw a very unfamiliar, and troubling, look in Sander's eyes.
"Everyone says I'm most like Dad." Sander snorted a little. "You're not supposed to steal my job."
"It would be hard for you to do our job with a permanent night light, Tom." Sander pat his knee a little. "How are you supposed to see the stars when everything has a blue tint to it?" Tomas sighed and pressed his forehead against Sander's head.
After several minutes Sander let out a breath and used Tomas to stand up. "Alright, time to go find Melli."
"Are you a masochist?" Tomas grinned when Sander threw him a dirty look.
Loki pulled his hand away from Hela, and away from Adir, but quickly put his foot over the hole in his back pulling a grunt of pain from him. "I think that we should stop and consider the situation that we find ourselves in."
"What is this talk of we?" Loki narrowed his eyes at her.
"I came earlier to warn you, did I not?" Loki snorted at her.
"You came to mock and insult me, I see no reason for you to have come back." Loki frowned he felt Adir's body shaking slightly under his foot, then heard the laughing from the man.
"Listen to the bickering, the argument of who will take the power." Adir let out a cough f pain when Loki put more pressure on his back. "Do you understand what is going to happen? If you kill me, sorcerer, someone will need to take the power. There needs to be a Creator. Will you take up the mantel?"
"Think of all the possibilities, Loki," Hella practically purred, moving closer to him. Loki held out a glowing hand and Hela stopped. "No one would ever think about threatening you or your family again."
"And why are promoting this idea so much?" Loki eyed her suspiciously. "Do you hope that this would happen, to have a chance at taking the power for yourself? Or to perhaps make a bargain for your freedom?"
"You must admit that I would be a fool to try and take back Helheim again," Hela told him. "Knowing that you could do whatever you wanted to me?"
"No," Loki shook his head. "Taking this power would make me more a target, my family as well. I will not put them in that danger." Hela narrowed her eyes at him and seemed to be trying not to bare her teeth at him. "And I'll not let you take the power." He leaned down before Hela could move, pushing his hand down on Adir's back again.
Adir started to laugh and grin. "I look forward to seeing you deal with the things that you will have woken up by doing this. I long to see your pain and your fear. Linger on the thought that something must have created m-" He was cut off with a final gasp as Loki snapped his spine.
A small globe of power started to shimmer between Loki and Hela, and the disgraced Goddess lunged for it. Her fingertips grazed it before it suddenly flew from them and over to the side. They looked over and Loki's eyes widened when he saw the hands that were wrapping around the power.
"I do not think that you would do well with this power, Hela." Frigga looked up at the two of them. "And I do not think that you truly want the power, do you Loki?" He shook his head gently, finding himself speechless at seeing his mother again, even if she knew she was just a spirit. "So we must obviously find someone better suited for this."
"And that means that you should be the one to decide?" Hela snarled out. "You are dead, what's makes you-" She stopped and growled when one of Loki's clones held a dagger to her throat.
"I'd be careful of the words you speak to our mother," the clone hissed out quietly.
"Perhaps your brother would be better trusted with this?" Frigga continued as if Hela hadn't been talking. Both Hela and the real Loki raised an eyebrow.
"Thor is already King of Asgard," Loki said. "I don't think-"
"I didn't mean Thor," Frigga gave him a soft smile. "He already has a lot of power and responsibility."
Loki and Hela both frowned then their eyes widened. "Balder?!"