Loki sat on the edge of the bed, slipping his boots on before he stood, looking back at the sleeping form of Sigyn, her bare back facing him as she squirmed to find the new comfortable position. He smirked, leaning of her kissed the middle of her shoulders before he rose and left the room, checking it first. Her clothes where tossed about in neatened piles, thing's thrown out of their places, all looking as his story would say they should. He closed the door silently, making his way along the corridors till he found the ideal room. He entered and took his place, staring out at the golden wall. Sure enough in a few moment he was joined by the other four, the five of them staying silent as the fire crackled happily.
"Where is you lap dog, Loki? It is unusual for her not to be humping your leg." Fandral asked, smirking slightly at him, only to get daggers glared at him from Sif. "What? Ok, not humping... Probably doesn't even know what that means," he chuckled, making his three friends smile slightly, trying to hide their amusement from her brother.

"She rushed to our mother, before she came back to me only to end up in her room, crying her sweet heart out over our brothers fate." Loki said, sneering at him, as he hung his head, looking away as the rest all fell silent again.
"We should never have let him go," Volstag said, never liking any sort of silence never mind the awkward kind, a goblet of wine in his hands.
"There was no stopping him," Siff replied, looking over at her friend. Fandral voiced up from where he sat upon the low bench, looking at the others
"Well, at least he's only banished, not dead, which is what we'd all be if that guard hadn't told Odin where we'd gone." Hogun rubbed Volstag's wound with ointment, who sighed before saying
"How did the guard even know?"
"I told him." Loki said, turning slightly to face the others.
"What?" Fandral asked, turning to look at the royal child, bemused, who turned to face him more directly.
"I told him to go to Odin after we'd left, he should be flogged for taking so long. We should never have reached Jotunheim."
"You told the guard?" Volstag said, surprised as the others who had turned to face the smalled of them.
"I saved out live," he said, having turned in so he could see each of them fully, "and Thor's" looking away as he mentioned his brother, only to look back as he continued. "I had no idea father would banish him for what he did." Siff rose to her feet, walking towards him.
"Loki, you must go to the Allfather and convince him to change his mind."
"If I do, then what? I love Thor more dearly than any of you, but you know what he is... He's arrogant, he's reckless, he's dangerous. You saw how he was today, is that what Asguard needs from its king?" He said, before walking out of the room.
"Where are you going?" Volstag called to him, brow furrowing slightly.

"To check on my remaining sibling." He spat in return, glancing back at them before he was completely away from the room. He made his way directly to his sisters room, opening the door he threw back the sheets, dressing her as she woke only to fall back asleep again. He picked her up, shaking her gently. "Sigyn, wake up, I have something I think you'll want to look at." She groaned, scrunching up her face, yawning as he eyes flickered slightly.
"What is it Loki?" She asked, yawning again as she stretched her back as well as she could in his arms. He chuckled, kissing his nose as he slowly lowered her onto her feet.
"Something I think you'll like very much, but you have to walk..."
"Why... Why is there always walking, can't you just carry me?" She asked, pouting, giving him the large watery eyes which always won him over. He sighed, nodding as he held her close. "Yay," she giggled, wrapping her arms around him as he carried her out of the room.
He carried his younger sister down through the palace, to the weapons vault, along to where the casket was kept, making her groan slightly.
"Really Loki? You got me up just to bring me here?" She asked, sighing heavily as she squirmed, till he put her down, dragging her along by the wrist slightly.
"You'll see what I mean, just trust me..." He stopped turning to face her, taking both her hands in his, "if what I think is going to happen, happens... Please, know that I still am your brother, who loves you." At these words she looked up at him, concern and confusion on her face, nodding. He smiled ever so slightly, letting go of her he turned, lifting his hands to the sides of the casket, his whole demeanour near shaking with nerves. He slowly took hold of it, lifting it up. Sigyn's eyes widened as his fingers began to turn blue, she put her hand on his only to see the exact same thing happen to her.
"Stop!" Odin's voice echoed down to them, she merely watched the rest of his and her hands go blue, her see-able arms following suit, out of panic her hair wrapped itself around her being acting like a hooded cloak.
"Am I cursed?" Loki asked, not turning to face him, seeming to forget his sister was even in the room.
"No." He slowly put the weapon back down.
"What am I?"
"You're my son," their father replied, Loki lowered his arms turning to face him, Signy tilted her head up to look at him, seeing his whole face had turned blue as their hands and her arms had, though it slowly began to change back.
"What more than that?" He demanded, slowly walking towards the Allfather, his sister slowly following, her hair relaxing once again. "The Casket wasn't the only thing you took from Jotunheim that day, was it?"
"No." he replied once the two stood at the foot of the steps, both looking up at him. "In the aftermath of the battle, I went into the temple and I found two babies, small for a giants offspring. Abandoned, suffering, left to die, one clinging to the other. I knew that the male was Laufey's son, but the other..." He shook his head, looking at his daughter who's eyes were large, her brow furrowed.
"Laufey's son." Loki repeated, looking away, before looking back at him
"Yes.." He replied, the other looking around, at his sister before looking up at him once more.
"Why? You were knee-deep in Joyun blood, why would you take me... Us?"
"You were innocent children..."
"No, you took me for a purpose. What was it?" He asked, his voice surprisingly calm, though when Odin said nothing he shouted, "tell me!"
"I thought we could unite out kingdoms one day, bring about an alliance, bring about permanent peace, through you." It was only now that Sigyn's eyes began to well up, her grip on her brothers arm tightening.
"What?"
"But those plans no longer matter.."
"So we are no more than another pair of stolen relics, locked up here until you might have use of me, of us?"
"Why do you twist my words?"
"You could have told us what we were from the beginning, why didn't you?"
"You're my son and daughter. I wanted only to protect you from the truth."
"Wh... Because we're the monster parents tell their children about at night? You know, it all makes sense now!" As Loki spoke Odin slowly fell back, at first sitting, softly repeating
"No, no." Though Loki continued, fury fuelling him now.
"Why you favoured Thor all these years! Because no matter how much you claim to love me, us," stepping closer to their father upon the steps, "you could never have a frost giant sitting on the throne of Asguard!"
"Loki... Loki that's enough..." Sigyn said, trying to tug her brother back, brow furrowing slightly as she looked between the suddenly weak Odin and her furious brother, till he went limp, the two standing over him. Only now did Loki stop, kneeling over the seemingly dead Allfather, Sigyn standing over his head. "Father?" She asked, bending down as well, chewing her bottom lip.