Truths to be told

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A/N: This is set after Avengers, but all the other movies didn't happen. I mixed the movies, comics and Norse Mythology. Also, it's the first time I write from Loki's POV. He's super smart and funny and sarcastic and everything we know and love about him, so please, be kind to me. Enjoy, vote and leave comments!

Thor took me straight with his father once we arrived at Asgard. Of course, the Allfather wasn't at all happy with what I had done while I was here in Asgard or what I did in Midgard. I didn't bother telling him that I remembered nothing about Midgard: he wouldn't believe me anyway. Odin would just think that I was trying to justify myself for what I had done. I remembered every detail of what I had done here in Asgard while I was being king, but it was necessary. I was just trying to prove myself worthy, and I succeeded. At least from my point of view.

Oddly enough, I stood quietly looking at my adoptive father rambling about every wrongdoing I had done. I didn't even roll my eyes, which was the only signal I was able to do since I was in chains and muzzled. However, Odin's hateful words came to a halt when Mother made her appearance in the throne room. She quickly walked towards me and Thor who was standing next to me, although she didn't lose her elegance. Since I was a child, I admired her assertiveness and elegance at the same time. She is truly a goddess. She quickly hugged both of us, making our bodies collide together and I grunted. I still had some wounds cut open that needed to be healed correctly.

"My two boys are here. I am so happy that my two sons are here, alive and well," She smiled through some tears that were falling down her cheeks.

I would have done everything in my power to erase those tears away and not let them appear ever again on Mother's beautiful face. However, due to my current physical restraints, I couldn't even hug her correctly. Thus, I stood there doing nothing while Thor hugged her awkwardly since he tried not to touch me at all costs.

"Frigga, my queen, we have to discuss some important matters here," Odin's voice didn't come out harsh, but it wasn't sweet either. It seemed like he was trying to ease Mother into leaving the most amicable way possible. If it wasn't for my gag, I would have smirked and even laughed a bit. There was no way in the Nine Realms Mother would leave at that precise moment.

"I know, I was hearing everything," Mother admitted shamelessly while letting go of her grip on us and turning around to look at her husband. "And I wish to interfere," Suddenly I turned my gaze to Thor, a little bit panicked. I didn't want Mother to suffer because of me and my actions. But of course, the big dumb oaf wasn't looking at me. He kept his gaze straight ahead.

"Do you now?" asked Odin. The condescending tone he used with her made me want to stab him with one of my daggers. Mother was the kindest soul in the Nine Realms and beyond, she deserved nothing but love and respect, at least.

"I understand that you will send our son straight to the dungeons. And while his actions are..." She paused, trying to find the correct word. "...reckless, to say the least, I just think you need to reconsider," I hummed loudly so she wouldn't expose herself anymore but she ignored me. "When Thor irresponsibly went into Jötunheimr, you sent him to Midgard for him to think over his actions and regret them. Do you not think it is unfair that his brother, our son, does not have the same opportunity?" She asked while slowly going up the stairs until she reached Odin, and put her hand on his cheek.

"I guess you may be right," He stood up. "Loki Odinson, you are now subdued to your chambers, with a magic barrier so you will not try to escape until you are notified otherwise. You shall have a lot of time to think about what you have done," Mother smiled sweetly at me.

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A week had passed by since my new imprisonment situation. Mother would be the only one who visited me, and part of me was glad that she was. On the other hand, she kept pressuring me to tell her why I did everything and I didn't have the answers she was looking for. Even when I wished I could give her everything, my mind was completely empty. I didn't remember anything since I let go of Gungnir and fell into the abyss.

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