Chapter Eighty Seven

I woke up in the white bed that I normally laid on.

I was in the Palace I visit in my dreams. Huh. Guess that that was actually real, and that my life that I was living was actually the dream.

I snapped right up, threw off the covers, and leapt out of bed.

I knew exactly where Loki was.

I ran through the white halls, barefoot. It was absolutely silent, except for my heavy breathing, and my bare feet slapping the ground.

I skidded around the corner into the throne room.

Loki sat on the throne. He sat up straighter when he saw me.

For a moment, there were no words. The only sound that echoed between us was my heavy breathing, and perhaps my heartbeat, if he could hear it. It was pounding so loudly that I thought that my chest would burst.

I broke the silence. "What is this place?"

"Valhalla," Loki answered quietly. We were over twenty feet away from each other, yet our voices clearly echoed across the room. "'Hall of the Slain' as they call it."

"What happened to it?" I asked quietly.

"It's empty," Loki replied. "It served its purpose. Odin collected only the mightiest warriors that fell on the battlefield. They became known as the Einherjar. Their purpose was to aid Odin during Ragnorak, the final battle of the gods."

"So what happened?" I asked.

"Nothing," Loki said. "Ragnorak still hasn't happened yet."

"So where are the warriors?" I asked.

"In Folkvangr," Loki answered. "Or 'field of the host'. Because of Odin's death, they have gone to the field where the other fallen warriors are sent to."

"The ones who weren't strong enough to go to Valhalla?" I asked.

Loki nodded solemnly. There was something about the way that he looked around the room.

"You've been here before," I said. It wasn't a question.

"Yes, once," he replied. "When I was a boy. Eventually, the guarded walls of this place recognized me as that boy and as the present King of Asgard, but at first, it rejected me as I am…from Jotunheim."

I nodded in understanding. Valhalla wouldn't accept a Frost Giant as the King of Asgard.

"Now what?" I asked.

"Now, we leave this place, and rejoin your family on the battlefield." Loki got up from the throne and walked down several steps. Without even realizing it, I walked forward, until I was waiting a mere three steps from him. "And my brother," he added as an afterthought. "Will you join me?"

Loki held out his hand.

I smiled tentatively.

"Yes," I said, taking his hand.

And almost instantly, the BiFrost sucked us up through space.

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Hey everyone. Okay, first things first. Where is everyone who comments? Are you still reading this? Are you still alive? Where you abducted by aliens? (If it was the Doctor, please contact me). Are you somewhere with no internet service? Please answer me! I only have around two people commenting. Number two, it's my OGT week, which is a State Graduation Test here in Ohio. Which means that for this entire week, I will probably be very busy. But then again, most of the rehearsals for the musical were cancelled this week, so maybe I will have time...

That's about it. Just wanted to warn you about that. Oh, and we're almost done with this Part!

Have a nice day!