Always

Chapter Eighteen

Hey everyone! Recently I've got a lot more reads, so I just wanted to say thank you to anyone who's read this story :) So anyways I didn't want to have a bunch of chapters of just people being really depressed so I'd thought I would shake things up a bit! Hope you guys like it and please comment, vote, message, or fan me!

***LOKIS POV***

"Sir... It's been three months. I know you love her but you need to get out of this depressing state. Trust me I know how you are feeling. Moping around and solely focusing on your regrets and her is not going to bring her back or help you mentally." Langridge sighed outside my door. I slowly walked forward and opened the door, stepping out and facing him. He looked actually worried about me, which was surprising. I frowned at him but I couldn't bring myself to be mad. I sighed deeply and pressed my fingers on the bridge of my nose. "You are right Langridge. I don't know how you do this every single day. It's only been three months for me, and for you it as surely been years. I apologize because it is my fault you have been waiting for me to rescue her, because I am the only one who can." I sighed again because I knew I was about to break it to Langridge, and he wouldn't like it at all. "Langridge I cannot find your wife without using my powers and scepter to transport myself to Jotenhiem to seek her. My scepter has failed me since the night I brought her.." I cleared my throat to try and unsuccessfully tried to hide my discomfort at mentioning Miss Clark. "My powers have failed me and I cannot bring them back. I fear they may never work again and that means I may never be able to find your wife. I am truly sorry Langridge." I paused, unable to look at the man who was soon to end my life. After all we did make a deal and I will always keep to my promises. "As our deal was Langridge you may slit my throat and kill me, for I have no way of locating your wife. She is lost forever." Facing my foe I looked up, fearing the worst. I feared the anger and madness in his eyes as I took my last breath. But as I looked up I found the opposite. He was smiling at me and shaking his head. 'He really must be mad' I thought. I knew that my thoughts betrayed me though. Langridge looked at me with only kindness and it reminded me of the days when Thor would look at me like that, like a true brother. "This is quite an interesting sight sir. The Loki Laufeyson I saw back in my cell would never give himself up like this. He would have never cowered down and given up his powers. He would never have let the magic leave him and he surely wouldn't have let a woman cloud his vision like this." He stepped closer and put a hand on my shoulder. Anger boiled inside of me at his insults but I stayed quiet, knowing that he wasn't finished. "I believe Miss Clark coming here was the best thing that could have happened to the old Laufeyson. It showed him love and compassion and changed him into a better man. But know this Loki, the magic has never left you. You are just too blind to see it anymore. Blinded now by sorrow instead of the bravery and courage of the man I once knew. Now as for me killing you" he paused and I winced as fear gripped me. "I will not kill you. Not today and not ever. Loki I swore long ago that I would never kill a friend over the loss of my wife. I do not give up hope and I pray you do not either. You can still find my wife Loki. Find the magic within you and go to Jotenhiem and find her. At least let a poor old man know if his wife is dead or alive." Tears welled up in the man's eyes and Loki couldn't believe his eyes or ears. "Save my wife Loki and save yourself before it is too late." he whispered. With one last nod and clap on the shouolder Langridge was gone and I was alone. 'All these years and I didn't even realize I had a friend the entire time' I thought.

With a new motivation and courage in my mind I supressed the depression and sorrow deep into my soul and concentrated on finding my powers. I changed into my formal Asgardian gear (the slow way of course) and marched outside the walls of my home. I stopped about ten feet away from the palace and closed my eyes, willing my magic to come back to me. As the time flew by I became even more frustrated with myself because nothing was working. I ignored my sorrow that tried to crawl into my desperate pleas for power, but soon they came back to me like a disease. All over again all the memories I had of Amy crashed into my head and poisoned my thoughts. A sudden idea came upon me and I didn't mourn over the memories, I made myself happy over the times we had. I smiled to myself of when she first stood up for her world. I remembered her long brown hair, her nose, her chin, her lips, and especially her eyes. I remembered the way those eyes looked at me with only compassion and curiousity. How even when I first brought her here how she never looked at me with pure hatred. I remembered everything I loved about her and I felt myself grow stronger. I pictured her right in front of me and I could feel my powers waking up slowly and sluggishly, like someone who's been sleeping for years. My magic pulsed through me and I stuck out my arm, summmoning my scepter. WIth a crack like lightning it appeared and I grasped it tightly, a smirk forming on my face. The eery glow of the scepter was shining brighter than ever, almost binding me. Concentrating still on my powers and memories I clutched the scepter in both hands and lifted it up high in the air, shining it's glow across the wasteland. I focused all my power on transporting myself to Jotenhiem and with a chant I shoved the scepter into the ground and with a flash and a deafening crack I was gone.

The pull of travelling by magic is quick and painless and I soon landed on the cold, hard gound of Jotenhiem. The cold immediately latched onto my skin and I resisted for as long as I could before my Frost Giant self took over. I watched in horror as the blue poisoned my skin and even though I couldn't see them, I felt my eyes changing into that horrible red color. Clutching my staff tighter I headed into the broken realm, searching for any form of life. As I looked around at all the damage my own jealousy and anger caused, guilt overcame my senses. My evil had almost destroyed an entire race, and all because I felt alone and unloved. If I only would have met Miss Clark sooner and had a change of heart, then all this wouldn't have happened. I wouldn't have killed my own birth father, killed thousands of humans on Earth with my army and let my own selfish reasons cloud my vision.

I came closer to the kingdom where the ruler was supposed to lay, but instead I found no one. Confused I looked around, searching for any movement or footprints of the Frost Giants. In the darkest depths of the rubble and rocks I found a pair of red eyes staring at me. Soon more eyes opened and I could see at least thirty Frost Giants hidden in the shadows. "I come not to quarrel Frost Giants. I only come to take back what is mine." I held my hands up in surrender and the Frost Giants slowly lumbered out and sauntered towards me. One Frost Giant led the rest and I presumed he was the leader as he held out a hand to stop them. They were all about five feet away from me and I stilled, not daring to move a muscle. The leader narrowed its eyes at me and stepped closer with his face inches from mine. He sniffed me and started to laugh darkly. The others joined in as he moved away. "It seems we have a visitor here fellow Frost Giants. But not just any visiter, one of our own. In fact this is the infamous Loki Laufeyson, the evil boy who tricked our fallen king and killed him, knowing that it was his own father. Then as if that wasn't enough, he almost destroyed our realm." He stopped and glared at me and regret filled my soul. I couldn't beat them all, not with all the power I could possibly possess. 'I'm sorry Langridge but I cannot beat them all.' I thought. The leader cleared his throat and turned to his companions with his arms outstretched and yelled "But as it seems our rightful king has returned to us! He has finally returned to take his rightful place on the throne." He turned back to face me and glared once more "And he will stay and rule, or he will be killed."

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D: Lol I hope you guys didn't see that coming, I don't want to be too predictable. How'd you guys like it?? I should have another update soon, considering it's winter holidays and I really have nothing else to do! Until next time! :)