Get Help - A Peter Parker Fanfiction

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Asgard, 2012

After showing my secret pathway to Thor, I hurried back to my chambers and I am now waiting to be scolded by my grandmother. I should have let Odin die using dark energy. I am laying on my bed when Frigga comes into my room without knocking. This is becoming a family tradition to barge in without knocking. I hate them all. I do not even want to look at her. She sighs before sitting on the hedge of my bed:

"You know, you were right. Odin is too weak to harness dark power. Thor knew it too; this is why he came to you."

I keep silent, my eyes still fixed on the ceiling.

"Do not hate the Allfather, he is only trying to do what is best for you. He feels like he failed at raising Loki and you are becoming more and more like him. Odin is afraid that you will get out of control as well. He is only trying to make things right," Frigga adds.

"Keeping secrets and lying to my father is what the Allfather did to wrong Loki. How is this better? He does not even address me! He keeps secrets from me and forces others to do the same, how is this making things right?" I snap, as Frigga sighs.

"I am sorry, I should have told you sooner. I just wanted to make sure it was him and did not want to give you false hopes."

"Is that all? I am tired."

"Unfortunately, it is not. I come to you with a regrettable request. You may not leave the Palace anymore. Not even with guards. This is until we bring Loki back here."

"Why?" I inquire.

"The word has spread that your father is out of control and on Midgard. The people fear you and going out would be risking your life. Therefore, it is better if you avoid being seen altogether."

I sigh. This is so unfair, but I do not have the choice. As I do not add anything, my grandmother leaves me alone. I love my father, but to be honest, I'd rather him not be like this. Maybe more like the new Thor. I hope he finds a primitive mortal as well on Midgard.

***

The next few days go by in a blur. I do not do much apart from my studies, locked in my room. To be honest, I think I am close to going crazy. My grandmother has been spending some time with me, but she has also been kept very busy by the whole Loki situation. The way people perceive me keeps getting worse. My maid does not even want to be left alone in a room with me anymore. It is pretty hurtful, considering that I have known her for my entire life. Then again, I have known my father for my entire life and I never would have thought him capable of doing what he did, and what he is doing right now. I just hope there is a good motive justifying his actions. I am brought back to reality by a knock on my door:

"You are awaited in the Feast Room," a guard tells me without even opening my door.

I thank him and make my way to the Feast Room, to find that Thor is back, and he is not alone. I blankly stare at my father, before jumping on him, hugging him. Unfortunately, he does not hug me back, due to his hands being handcuffed in front of him. I slap him:

"Why did you leave me here all alone? I hate you. So much. What do you have to say for yourself?"

"I missed you too princess," he says, and I start crying. "I hope you will be visiting me in my cell."

"I do not believe Father will allow Liv in the dungeons," Thor replies.

"And I do not believe I will care," I say dryly, glancing at my uncle.