Wow I am updating this fast. Okay, so this chapter explains quite a lot about Nyx and how she knows Thor and Loki. Enjoy!

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Alone in my cell after they had all left, I grinned. Stupid mortals, thinking they could make me follow their orders like some obedient pet? Do they even know what I'm capable of? Doing a quick body check, I summarised that they had taken my katanas, but left the smaller daggers that were hidden on my person.

Like I said;

Stupid mortals.

I knew that I could just teleport out of there at any time, but I didn't want to. I wanted to stay here and toy with Thor, see if I could break him and fill him with guilt about how he treated his brother. Yes, I would stay here for a while longer. Then I would kill them all.

I grew up on Asgard, a close friend of both Loki and Thor. As children the three of us would always go out exploring past the boundaries we were allowed, and all get punished for it. Though, Loki was always good at talking us out of trouble, providing Thor kept his big mouth shut. As we grew older, and Loki and I started practising our magic, we both grew away from Thor. He would go out with Sif and The Warriors Three, and leave us without explanation or apologies.

I started to grow closer to Loki; we would practise magic together and help each other with spells. We would sit in the library when Thor was out and read together. By the time it was clear that Thor would be crowned king, Loki and I were inseparable.

And Thor was fine with this. He was still a friend of mine, albeit a distant one. That all changed at our Godhood ceremony.

The day we would get our titles as Gods and Goddess. The day we swore ourself to allegiance with one other warrior, to protect them and sacrifice ourself be for their well being if necessary.

As was custom, the oldest, Thor, was the first up onto the podium. Dressed in his signature reds and silvers, he sauntered up to the podium and stared up at his father. Odin looked down at his son from his throne, his staff glistening in his hand. "Thor Odinson" he said. "You have reached the coming of age where you shall receive your powers, and your title as a God of this Realm. Do you accept this responsibility, my son?"

"I accept." came Thor's response.

"Then I, Odin Allfather, proclaim you God of Thunder. Yours shall be the power of storms and lightning, and the ancient war hammer Mjolnir. Use them wisely, my son." Odin then blasted Thor with Gungnir, and when the light cleared, Thor was standing there with a stupid grin on his face. One of the guards handed him Mjolnir and then he took his place beside his father's throne, winking at Sif and The Warriors Three as he passed by.

Next was Loki. He slowly made his way to the podium, dressed in his usual green and black, looking for all the world bored out of his mind. "Loki Odinson" Odin boomed. "You also have reached the age where you shall receive your title as a God of this Realm. You already have your magic, so this ceremony will only strengthen your power as a sorcerer. Do you accept this responsibility?"

"I accept." came Loki's smooth reply.

"Then I, Odin Allfather, proclaim you God of Mischief, Lies and Chaos. I trust it will be a fitting title for someone such as you, my son." Then he blasted Loki with Gungnir, and when the light cleared Loki made his way to stand on the opposite side of the throne than Thor.

Then, as a daughter of a powerful family and friend of the princes, it was my turn. I made my way up to the podium, dressed in my normal black and emerald green, (brighter than Loki's green, obviously, no two warriors could have the same signature colour) and looked up at Odin. "Nyx, Daughter of Tyr and lifelong friend of my sons. You have earned the right to become a Goddess of this Realm through your loyalty and talents in seidr. Your magic will be enhanced by this ceremony, do you accept this responsibility?"

"I accept." came my reply.

"Then I, Odin Allfather, proclaim you Goddess of Chaos, Destruction and Darkness. I trust you will use your gifts wisely." Then the Gungnir blast engulfed me, and i felt my magic respond to it and grow inside my core. I smirked, I would have to experiment with my newfound power later. When the blast cleared, I made my way to where Loki was on the left of the throne. As soon as I got there, Loki started whispering.

"I do not understand how father can trust my oaf of a brother with Mjolnir of all things. He'll kill himself with it, I'd wager."

I rolled my eyes and looked at him out of the corner of my eye. "Yes, Loki. But, he only got one title. We both got three. You know what that means?"

He looked at me sideways. "What?"

I smiled and turned back to the front of the room. "That he is limited in not only his knowledge, but in his ability to multitask and have more than one defining trait. Now, he will be known as the Thunderer with the hammer that he cannot help but drop on his feet, while we are known for our sorcery and many talents."

"He sure won't see it that way. He'll rub it in our faces that he got his own weapon while we didn't."

"Well, remember that when he drops it and breaks his toes, and yells for you to come heal it with magic."

Loki's laugh was drowned out by Odin moving on to the second part of the ceremony, luckily for him. We shared one more glance before returning our attention back to the Allfather.

"The time has come for these warriors to choose their lifelong companion for battle. A paired couple will be entwined by not only their oaths and their honour, but by their souls. You must be willing to give your life to save your partner, and fight beside them no matter the circumstances. A battle pair can only be separated by death." Odin's voice echoed in the palace, loud and powerful to even those outside. "Now, as is custom, my youngest son will choose first. Loki, come forward."

Loki left my side and stood in front of the throne. It was expected of him to choose Thor, he knew, so that the princes of the realm would be united as brothers and battle partners until Ragnarok. But Loki never liked to be predictable.

"My son, who do you choose as your lifelong battle partner?" Out of the corner of my eye I could see Thor getting ready to come forwards. Arrogant bastard. But Loki's next words stopped him in his tracks. In fact, they stopped everyone in the great hall in their tracks, including me.

"I choose Nyx, Daughter of Tyr, as my partner."

"What?" Thor yelled, almost drowned out by the roar of the crowds. The whole hall was in uproar; Aesir yelling and pushing, Thor looking confused and hurt and standing staring incredulously at his brother, Odin watching everything, face stoic. Me, doing a fabulous impression of a dead fish, mouth hanging open as I stared at Loki. And right in the middle, Loki himself, as calm as ever.

"I choose Nyx as my partner, and you should respect my decision." This only made the crowds roar louder.

"SILENCE." Odin boomed, tapping his staff against the ground. The hall immediately quieted. "Nyx, step forward." Regaining my composure and simply raising an eyebrow, I made my way to the front of the throne and faced Loki. He turned to face me.

"What are you doing? You were meant to choose Thor. You know, princes unite and all of that?"

"I chose the person I trust the most. The only person I trust with my life. Besides, imagine trying to keep Thor out of danger. I'd much rather have you."

I detected no lie in his eyes. "You're insane." A sigh. "I'm glad you chose me, but Asgard is in uproar now."

"I don't like to be predictable."

I laughed. "Yeah, I got that. I don't think Thor will ever forgive me." I looked at him out. Of the corner of my eye. He was glaring, red faced at me, his hands trembling with rage and his teeth bared. "Look what you did to him. He looks like a constipated bilgsnipe." I stated calmly.

Loki turned, and immediately burst out laughing. "I'm so glad i chose you." He smirked. I smirked back.

Then Odin started speaking, taking back our attention. "Nyx, do you accept Loki as your battle partner? Do you understand the sacrifices that this entails?"

"I do."

"Then join your arms, and I will bind you." I faced Loki again, and grasped his forearm. He grabbed mine. Odin stepped down from the throne and stood to the side of us. He whispered a spell under his breath, and his golden magic flowed from his hand to our arms. It was met with Loki's green magic and my emerald green magic. The gold disappeared, and tendrils of both greens rose from our joined arms, coiling around like snakes and knotting together to make an unbreakable gauntlet of magic covering both of our arms from the elbow down. It glowed, brighter, brighter, until it was blinding. And then it faded, leaving nothing to show it had ever been there.

There. Boom. Backstory explained. Next chapter, you find out why Nyx was on Midgard, and evil, etc etc. Please R&R.