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Okay, so I've never seen the first two Thor movies, so sorry if I got the timeline mixed up. -A Broken Sock
I began imagining just what a queen would look like.
She had fair skin, but it was slightly wrinkled. She looked regal in her golden long dress. Her hair was also golden. It was long and beautiful. She had blue eyes that could light up a room. Her smile was caring and kind. She was definitely beautiful.
I was then immersed in a cool liquid. I could still breathe, but it was harder than usual.
I then fell onto a plush regal chair. It was gold! Solid gold! I then looked around the rest of the room. I was in a library made of gold!
"Hello, young one," a beautiful and elegant voice said, "I've been expecting you." She was exactly the queen I had imagined!
"I-I," I began. It was so hard to speak. Everything was just weird and new.
"It's okay. I am Queen Frigga Odinson of Asgard," she said.
"I-I... What are you doing here?" I finally asked.
"Well, this is my library," she giggled, "But I think I know what you mean. I was the one before you to have your powers. I was the one before you not to have a soulmate." Her smile faded at the thought. I understood. I know what it is like to want to be that special someone when you can't.
"But I went through terrigenesis. How can I inherit powers?" I asked.
"All of that will be explained later, but you're currently feeling possibly the worst emotion possible at the moment. Loneliness," she said, "You feel as though you are alone, yes?" I nodded my head in sorrow.
"Let me show you my son, who also thought he was alone when he wasn't," she said. She patted the seat next to her. I sat down. Suddenly, a book appeared in her hands appeared. I still couldn't read the title. She opened the book to the first page. It showed a little blue baby with red markings. "His name's Loki." She began explaining what he was and where he came from.
"He's a Frost Giant," she said.
"But he doesn't look like a giant," I argued.
"But yet he is. He was very small, to the point where his father abandoned him," she explained, "So, Odin found him and took him home to us in Asgard. He became ours and Thor, my oldest son, liked him very much." The pictures moved. This was what I imagined a movie was like.
"Your sons are very handsome," I complimented. She nodded her head in agreement and in thanks.
"They loved, played, talked, and laughed together. They were best friends," she explained further, "They often spent time with their father and my husband, Odin."
"But Loki saw that his father looked at Thor differently. He saw that he treated Thor with more love and care. Odin paid more attention to Thor and thus left Loki feeling unwanted," she said, "But I showed him my love. I showed him many things like sorcery, intelligence, and kindness."
Loki had long raven black hair and emerald green eyes. He was very handsome. I felt a connection with him as I looked at his picture.
"When Odin announced who would be taking his throne, Loki got filled with jealousy and anger. He believed he was a much better fit for the role as king." she explained, "He expressed this angrily to Odin. Odin did not enjoy this act of rage, so he retorted by yelling at him that he was adopted, so he wouldn't be getting the throne. Loki planned that on Thor's coronation day that the Frost Giants would attack. He did not expect that one of his allies, Laufey, would kill me."
"In a fit of rage, Loki went to Midgard. He wanted to prove he could be a king. He made a deal with the Titan Thanos. He agreed to get him the Tesseract."
"Wait! He's the guy who attacked New York?!" I gasped.
"That is correct young one," she said with a frown, "I see that you know how that ended." I nodded.
"I like Loki! He just wanted to be understood and to be treated fairly!" I said. I gave her a bright smile. "I also liked Thor! He seemed very cheery, but also narcissistic! He was funny!" She began smiling again at my words and started petting my head. I was glad she was smiling again!
"Well, you will meet them one day. I hope they treat you well," she said as her smile became sad again. "I'm sorry, but you should go. It seems that Tony Stark is having issues. You should help him."
And with that, I was awake.
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