Chapter Forty One
There were several things that could happen if I input myself into Thor and Loki's lives early on. Well, it was mostly for Loki. There were two ways he could react. He could treat me like Frigga, and I could be one of those few people who brought out his good side. Or, he could treat me like Thor and Odin, as a liar, and a traitor. Seeing as I knew the future, he'd be more likely to treat me like I betrayed him, but it was the only choice I had.
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When Loki arrived back at his room, Rissa was gone. And it was days before he saw her again.
He finally got what he wanted. He was king now.
But at a price. At losing his brother, who was banished. Of his father falling into the Odin sleep. And Rissa, was also nowhere to be seen. Loki could feel her sadness and how disappointed she was, even thought he couldn't find her.
And he learned what he truly was.
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Loki was falling apart, after almost everything that happened. He was shaking, his throat was thick. He had absolutely no idea what to do, much less what to feel. His emotions where so messed up that he couldn't straighten them out.
His mother, Frigga, was always there. She was his mother, no matter what.
"You're part of our family, Loki. You are my son," she said.
He felt the ghost of an arm, and Rissa gently put her hand on his shoulder.
"I will be there when you need me most, but when you least expect it," she whispered.
She was gone.
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And so he visited his brother, and told him father was dead, and that his banishment cannot be lifted. And then he bid him farewell, as Thor was never his brother in the first place.
And then he went to visit his father. His real father, Laufey. And they made a deal where Laufey would sneak in, and kill Odin where he rests.
He unleashed the Destroyer that protected the casket and sent it after Thor.
And he led the Frost Giants into Asgard.
And as Laufey stood over Odin, saying, "And your death came at the hands of Laufey," Rissa appeared, and smiled at Loki, and whispered, "I believe in you."
And Loki picked up his staff, shot it at Laufey, who went flying, and Loki said, "And your death came from a son of Odin."
And he was embraced by his mother, and Rissa gave him a beautiful smile, and it was perfect.
And then Thor showed up.
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He knocked Thor out of the building and rode a horse to the BiFrost. This was something he needed to do. He needed to prove to Odin that he was still a good son, he needed to prove to himself that he wasn't a monster.
And in truly, in trying to avoid it, he became one.
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He froze the BiFrost as it was working, knowing that the power would build up, and tear Jotunheim apart.
And while fighting with Thor, the truth came out. "I never even wanted to be king. I just wanted to be your equal, brother!"
'Remember your place, brother'. Thor had said.
And they fought. And Thor hammered away on the BiFrost, destroying it, never seeing his loved one again.
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Thor and Loki were flung backwards, as the bridge broke. Odin managed to catch Thor's leg, and Loki was grasping his staff, which Thor grabbed the other end of.
"I could have done it, Father!" Loki called out. "I could have done it! For you! For all of us!"
"No, Loki," Odin said.
And it was when he was looking in Odin's face that Loki realized. And he didn't even what to think about what Rissa would say, what she would think if she saw him.
Because he had become a monster.
So he let go.
And he fell.
And Thor whispered, "Rissa?" as she dived into space after him.
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Once upon a time, there were two brothers. They both went to great lengths to impress their father. One was cunning, and the other was foolish. One thought that he could fight his way to the top, while the other, would do it through lies, and secrets.
One of them learned a lesson. He realized why you cannot jump into action unexpectedly, he understood sacrifice, and he understood what it meant to be king.
The others treat the other brother with scorn, lock him away.
But if one brother can be saved, why not the other?
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