Hello my dear fans. So this chapter is the penultimate chapter of this story, and shall be leading on from the next chapter tomorrow to the final sequel of the journey with Leera and Loki. I really hope you enjoy this chapter, and I hope it get you excited for the next and final chapter and then finally the sequel. I'm not going to reveal the title of the sequel just yet, so you will know tomorrow on what to look out for. Thank you all so, so much for liking and supporting this story and me writing it.

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"You came" Sif said with a sigh of relief, closing her eyes lightly. Loki removed his horned Helmet and placed it on the ground along with his spear. Moving to Thor's side, Loki dropped to his knees and looked over his elder brother's face, examining the extent of his injuries.

"What happened?" Loki's voice came above a whisper, and looked across to the injured female warrior. Sif looked across at the god of mischief with a pained expression.

"We found a hut whilst hunting, and were in need of a drink. We thought to ask nicely, the occupant for some beverages. No response came, so we entered the hut. As soon as we all got inside, we heard a rumble and the ground collapsed underneath us. When we landed, there was a hole above us in which we could have climbed back out, but the next thing we see is a shadow, and heard a rumble and our exit is no more. Some boulders fell and separated us from the warriors three and some struck both myself and Thor. He hasn't woken up since Loki, I fear for him" Sif explained, rubbing her arm. Loki watched as the warrior shuffled uncomfortably and left his brother side a moment to kneel in front of her. Taking her hand in his, Loki rubbed his free hand up Sif's arm. Sif watched as the trickster god rubbed away her aches and pains in her arm, and at that moment, she felt guilty for all the hatred and the unkind feelings she had for him in the past. Loki moved his hand and cupped Sif's face, using his power in the crafts to heal her open wound.

"I am afraid I cannot heal a break" Loki spoke, removing his hands from the female warriors face and eyes the swelling foot. Sif nodded, but her eyes were thankful for what he had done for her. Loki smiled for a moment, staring at Sif then returned his gaze to Thor. Shuffling back to his brother side, Loki cupped his face. "Thor, can you hear me? Thor, answer me" the god of thunder made no noise and Loki suddenly felt terror surge through his being. "We need to get him out of here" Loki said out loud but more to himself. Looking over his shoulder, Loki surveyed the wall and stood to his feet, picking up his staff. "Can you hear me over there?" Loki shouted at the wall.

"Loki, is that you?" Fandral's voice came, full of hope.

"It's is. Stand back from the wall as far as you can, I'm going to break the wall down" Loki replied. Fandral, volstagg and Hogun stepped back and braced themselves. Loki pointed Dilenreen to the wall and gave cry of anger and felt a surge of power flow through him into Dilenreen. The power formed an almighty glow and blew forward into the rocky crag of the wall, and with a thunderous boom, the light shot through the wall, bringing down the barrier completely. The green god smiled at his work and allowed his eyes to adjust in the dark as he spotted the warriors three.

"Thank you Loki" Hogun spoke, his voice full of thankfulness. Loki nodded to the warrior and returned his gaze to Thor on the ground.

"We cannot move Miljonir, so we must move Thor" Loki spoke and moved forward to the god of thunder, hooking his arms under Thor's armpits, lifting him up carefully. Volstagg moved forward to help, taking Thor's legs and he two gods edges Thor towards the mighty hammer on the ground. Placing him down beside it, Loki took told of Thor's arm and hooked his wrist throughout the leather loop on Miljonir, knowing that the hammer would lift as long as it was in contact with Thor. Loki sighed and looked up to the ceiling and the hole in which he entered the place then bit his lip. "Hogun, can you climb up?" Hogun nodded and used the fallen rocks to pull himself up throughout the hole and back up onto the forest floor. Fandral and the warrior female was next; supporting Sif under the arms, Fandral lifted her up with his godly might, passing her up to Hogun through the hole. Pulling her up successfully through the hole and placing her down safely, Hogun reached down and offered Fandral a helping hand. "Go, volstagg, I will bring Thor" volstagg nodded and climbed the called stones, both Fandral and Hogun reaching down to pull the weighty god upwards.

Loki looked back down to Thor, feeling for once, frightened. "Thor, please, wake up... Brother" the word felt foreign on his lips, but for once, not unpleasant. "Brother please, wake up. Thor... I'm... Thor I'm frightened, please, wake up. Do you remember when we were little ones, and it stormed heavily one night. I was terrified. I came to tour chambers Thor. You welcomed me in and moved aside in your bed for me. You held me close, protecting me from my fears. Thor... Please... I'm scared now. I need you to wake up, I need your comfort" Loki did not know, did not realise that these words were pouring freely from him mouth, aloud, or that Sif and the warrior three were listening to every word. Loki had not opened up like this since... Well... He could not remember the last time. Loki gasped worriedly as Thor made no movement. Biting his lips, Loki, with all his might, lifted Thor up to a standing positing, making sure all the while that moonlike stayed attached to Thor's wrist. Dragging him backwards, Loki looked up at the hole and scanned over the worried faces. Stepping backwards onto a rock, levitating himself, Loki pushed Thor's body upwards and all the warriors three grabbed the golden god, pulling him through, while Loki made sure that the hammer was intact with the god's wrist.

Successfully, Thor was pulled through and laid down on the forest floor. "You now Loki, come on, reach" Fandral commanded and the emerald green prince nodded. Grabbing his helmet, Loki placed in on his head and gripped his spear. Climbing back onto the rocks, Loki lifted Dilenreen through the hole and Fandral took it, placing it to one side. Reaching his hands up, Hogun took one and volstagg the other, slowly pulling the young prince up from the hole. "Hold on Loki, we've got you" Loki nodded and groaned, helping the other pull himself up. He was nearly out of the hole when he felt a tug on his ankle.

"Wait!" Loki called out and the warriors three looked confused

"What is it?" Fandral replied

"There's something down here..." Loki said, looking down into the darkness. Ready to dismiss it after sensing no more movements, Loki looked back up at the three men staring at him and he smiled. "Ok I think-" Loki began but felt the tug once more, even stronger. Looking back down Loki noticed a darker shadow. Loki began to panic, thinking that it could be... Maybe they found him... Those that have been hunting him, because he failed. "Quick pull me up! Now, hurry!" Loki shouted frantically and the others gripped him hard pulling him faster until his body was out of the floor. Loki stumbled to his feet and grabbed his spear, pointing it at the hole. The warriors three sold up quickly, thinking Loki was pointing it at them, he quickly realized that he was not.

"Loki what is it? What did you see?" Sif asked curiously.

"Nothing, we need to move, now. We should get to the clearing. It would be easier for Heimdall to get to us, rather than through these trees" Loki replied uncertain and watched as Fandral lifted Sif up and Hogun and volstagg lifted Thor up, careful not to let Miljonir drop from his wrist. Nodding at them all, Loki walked on, cape blowing in the recent breeze and his horns sparkling in the darkness of the trees.

Walking slowly as not to cause even more disruption to Sif's foot and Thor's being, the warriors three and Loki arrived to the clearing a longer time after Loki had wished for. Making sure they were a decent distance away, Loki looked back through the blackness of the forest, and making sure they had no followers. Content, Loki gave a small smile and stared at his brother. Giving into his emotions just this once, Loki stepped forward, and with his free hand, took hold of Thor's and squeezed reassuringly. "Heimdall, bring us home!" Loki called out.

The sky began to darken and an array of clouds swirled over the gods heads. Standing in a stance prepared to enter the Bifrost, the gods looked up to the sky... All the gods except one. Loki scanned the field and its surroundings, in fear as to whatever grabbed him in the cave had followed. The light of the opening portal shot down from the sky and enveloped the gods. Waiting for a brief moment, the light flickered. Then finally, as the gods took a deep breath, Fandral was sucked up into the air with Sif in his arms. Then it was volstagg. Then shot up Hogun with Thor in his arms, followed by Loki. Loki Rose a little from the ground when the tug appeared once more on his legs. Hogun looked down as to why their transport was delay, and why they still hovered in the air. A look of horror in shoguns face confirmed Loki's fears. Loki knew that if he did not let go then him brother and the warrior would face whatever fate was awaiting him, and Loki could not deal with that. Thor needed aid, he was in a terrible state, and Hogun needed to get him there. Breathing in slightly, Loki allowed a tear to trickle down him cheek, a tear which Hogun registered. "Go!" Loki shouted up and Hogun shook his head

"No Loki, hold on, Heimdall will bring us up" Hogun shouted in reply.

"It's not use! I'm not bringing you both down with me..." Loki replied, his voice cracking. With one last look and one last squeeze of his brother's hand, Loki let go. In a flash, Hogun and the god of thunder were sucked up into the atmosphere, and the grasp that held onto Loki's ankle yanked him to the ground with a thud.

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"Heimdall, open the Bifrost again!" Fandral shouted, counting the number of people in the room and realised that one was missing.

"I cannot! There is a force beyond my reckoning keeping the portal closed" Heimdall said, infuriated, turning his golden sword trying to ignite the Bifrost.

"Can you see him? Is Loki ok?" Sif's voice cracked, looking to the watcher of Asgard. Meanwhile, Hogun and Volstagg quickly rushed Thor to the palace as fast as their godly feet could carry them.

"He is shielded from my sight. I fear for the Prince" Heimdall replied, removing his sword after some hesitation. "I shall try once more in a short while" Sif looked pained at the opening of the Bifrost, thinking of how scared Loki was when something grabbed his ankle, and how scared he must be right now, not being able to come home as of yet. Shaking her head, Sif reached out for Fandral and the dashing warrior carried the injured goddess of war from the golden sphere towards the palace of Asgard.

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Loki whimpered loudly as he hit the floor, the sides of his horned helmet digging into his forehead. Feeling slightly winded from impact on the ground, Loki scrambled to his knees, holding his armoured chest, as if cradling a small child against his chest. Taking a deep breath, the emerald green god of mischief, sat up and scanned the surrounding area for whatever pulled him from the Bifrost. The area was clear, nothing but an expanse of greenery. The trickster was thankful that he was on Vanaheim of all realms, as this was the safest place to be next to Asgard, for he knew that this realm did not harbour many vicious creatures or blood-thirsty kings. Swallowing the lump in his throat, Loki slowly stood to his feet, clutching Dilenreen with all his mighty, ready to use his weapon if something was to pose threat. Licking his dry lips for a fraction of a moment, Loki cast his gaze back towards the darkened wood and pursed his eyes, trying to identify any sort of being that could have possibly yanked him from the air. The youngest son of Odin began to feel his breath quicken as an oh so familiar uneasiness crept through his insides. Gripping Dilenreen even tighter, his knuckles turning even whiter if possible, Loki turned his head slowly to the side, and noticed a flicker of black in his peripheral vision. Trying to slow down his breathing to not give away his fears, Loki looked up to the sky, closing his eyes…waiting…for what, he did not know. A blow to the head? The breaking of bones? Torture? Death? "You have kept well hidden, Asgardian…" A cruel voice echoed across the field and Loki let a tear drop from the corner of his eyes. He instantly thought of his wife, his beautiful Leera, and of his precious children, Loofney and Leymina, and he felt guilty; Guilty that he would probably leave them… a widow and fatherless. Loki gasped, the overwhelming sensation of terror rattling every bone in his being. "Did you think that after all this time; we would give up on you? Have you forgotten that we own you? We can sense in an instant when you leave that disgusting realm of Asgard? You know our ability to travel far and wide; you thought you could rescue that brother of yours and return to your sanctuary in time?" The voice returned and Loki lowered his head, afraid to turn around.

"You set this up? You knew that I would come to the rescue of my brother?" Loki stated, swallowing hard.

"Very good, Loki" The menacing voice replied.

"After all this time, why now have you decided to capture me? You had ample opportunity in recent years… why now?" Loki asked fearfully and faced his fears, turning on the spot to face his enemy.

"You know very well why… we may be cut off from your 'precious' realm, but we are not deaf to certain… shall we say, revelations of new life… Think, god of mischief, you who are so prided on your intelligence…" It replied and Loki looked away, thinking deep and hard, his being shaking in the presence of his once and now present torturer. He paused for a moment, information whizzing past his mind until he found what he was looking for.

"No… you cannot!" Loki replied hysterically. "I was the one whom failed you. You promised that you would show me pain if ever our paths meet again, so I beg of you, do so in your word, and harm no one else…"

"Oh I do, Loki, I do plan to kill you; kill your daughter? No, no, that is not my intention for her. You saw her future; you know very well what I want. I need you to get her for me, then and only then will I kill you and promised…" The voice replied, and Loki thought quickly. He could 'pretend' to agree and return home, and stay, there, and protect his daughter, his son and his wife. But unfortunately Thanos was ahead of him, and knew what he was scheming. "You could do that, but if you do, blood will be on your head"

"What? Whose?" Loki replied quickly.

"If you do not do as I say, and stay like the coward you are in your realm, then I will forge an army too great for even your mind to comprehend, and I will not hesitate to send one much more to Midgard, to destroy those so called Avengers and that mortal your brother was so fond of, and oh yes, we know about her, and it will all be done under your name. The people of Asgard will look on you as a traitor; they will think that the time you spent here on Vanaheim was for your own gain, to plot the next downfall of those weak mortals, and those of Midgard will hate you 'till their dying day. Never, Loki, will you have rest, for your worst nightmares will haunt your waking hours and of those in which you sleep. That boy you call your son will turn against you in disgust at your actions, your wife, so heartbroken at her murderous actions of her husband will die, in pain and alone, and you Loki will have to live with the fact that for the rest of your life, you could have prevented all… Give me the child or face that future" Thanos spoke, evil dripping from his tongue. Loki shook with fear and panted aloud. Thanos circled the trembling god, with victory in his stance, and inhaled the fear that emanated from him as if it were a pleasing aroma.

"Kill me now; I will not betray my daughter or the realms. You shall not have your way" Loki spoke above a whisper, mustering all the courage he could muster within his terror, but Thanos laughed, making Loki feel uneasy.

"I will not offer you the satisfaction. Choose one fate, oh god of lies…" Thanos sneered "… or, kill yourself, if you can" Loki whimpered and stepped away from Thanos, pointing Dilenreen at the monster. Thanos laughed and edged towards the spear, fearing it not. "You cannot kill yourself can you?" Thanos' dark chuckled echoed in Loki's mind.

"Please…" Loki began but was cut off by a sharp fist across his face; the metal of the helmet digging into his skin.

"You do not have the right to ask me of anything, let alone beg. You took something of mine! The Tesseract. You failed me, and now you must repay your debt by giving my something of yours that I want, and you will Loki, you will. This is only the beginning of your pain…" Loki felt a trickle of blood running down his cheek as he straightened.

"You will not harm her?" Loki cried aloud in defeat.

"You know very that I won't. You know of my intentions" Thanos snarled, annoyed at the snivelling god.

"I will not put the lives of anyone at risk again under the name of Loki Odinson…" Loki dropped to his knees, his heart pained at images of his wife distraught at her daughter, gone, missing, and Loki… dead. Removing his helmet, feeling unworthy to wear such a thing, and, tossing Dilenreen aside, Loki looked up at the monster and unashamedly cried; breaking his shell that once protected him from doing such. "I, I will do as you ask"

"You have three days, Asgardian to give me my prize… I shall be waiting" Thanos replied, and in the flicker of a moment, his being disappeared, leaving the god, along and weeping. If not a few moments later, a voice whispered in his ear "Remember Loki, do not trick me, for the sacred lives of those on Midgard are in the palm of my hand. If you are even late in delivering me what I so desire, I will crush them" and with that, Loki was alone. Falling forward in despair, Loki cried aloud in anguish, grasping the blades of grass within his fingers. As if on cue, a rumble and a burst of lightening shot through the atmosphere in an array of light and consumed the trickster god, sucking him back through the Bifrost.