ϾHΛPТΞЯ 33

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Loki wanted to take back his words. Something went wrong. Something always went wrong in Mikaelson parties which never end without good ol' murder.  Every parties they host either ends with someone dying or  daggered.
But this time was different. The man they had been running from found them.
Mikael was at the party.
"Well, well what do we have here, Dear old dad." Loki chuckled with a grin, but he had slight fear in his words which was masked with confidence.
"Loki." the voice he had not heard in the past hundred years since he chased them out of new orleans called him in a warning tone.
For a moment, fear flashed in his eyes which quickly turned into a mocking glare.
"Father, what do you want? Can't you see im having a party?" Loki pointed to the pool containing people looking at them curiously.
"I don't care about your stupid party, boy. Im here to kill your brother. Where is he?"
"People, do you hear that?" Loki said loudly. "My dear old dad is here to kill my little brother." he said mockingly and turned to look at his so called father in the eyes. Although Loki was practically towering him, Mikael did not seem intimidated one bit. He stared at his firstborn son dead in the eyes.
"Im afraid I can't let you do so, Father. I already promised him that I would protect him when you find us. So, I would advise you to back off, father." Loki sneered.
Mikael backed off  beacuse he knew that Loki could and would rip him apart. Angry or not.
"Fine, but its not over yet. I will be back." he said before disappearing back to where he came from.
Loki rolled his eyes as he watched his father walk away.
"Stupid old man." he mumbled before turning to the DJ.
"What are you waiting for, Mike? Turn up the music!" he said.

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