Silhouette // LokixOC

CHAPTER X

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 "RUN BOY RUN, THIS RIDE IS A JOURNEY TOO, RUN BOY RUN, THE SECRET INSIDE OF YOU" ~ "RUN BOY RUN" BY WOODKID

Loki groaned as bright light hit his face. He hadn't got much sleep last night. Nightmares. He slowly pushed himself up and swung his legs through the edge of the bed. He rubbed his forehead. The dream was slowly fading out of his memory, but he remembered enough. The feeling of desperation and betrayal. Thor's face, then Odin's, then somehow merging with the features of his biological father. You will never be good enough. You will never be accepted. The overwhelming colours of the rainbow bridge, pressing on him and suffocating him as he listened to the screams of Jotuns he killed. Khione's voice saying 'monster'.

Loki shook his head and sighed. He looked around the room. It was black and green and except for the colours it looked almost exactly like the one he woke up in... yesterday? Probably. Hard to keep track of time when day doesn't exist. He frowned. But if day doesn't exist, then where the Hel did that light came from? He squinted his eyes and looked through the window. Khione's magic, of course. She had to enchant them so that they actually gave some light.

•••

Khione was sitting in the kitchen and eating a sandwich when Loki came in. She grinned with her wolfish grin at him.

"Ready for the first day of training?" she asked.

He rolled his eyes.

"I was born ready," he answered cheekily and went to the fridge to make something to eat for himself. One second he was reaching for the door of the refrigerator and the second he was falling to the floor whith an undignified shriek.

"What in sweet Valhalla?!" he exclaimed as a big black and white thing pressed him to the wooden floor. Khione almost fell of the chair in laughter.

"Oh, yeah, I guess I forgot to tell you. This is Skøll and Hati."

Loki managed to take a good look at the creature, which actually was two creatures. Two giant wolves, one black and one white. They were sitting on him with a content look on their wolf faces.

"Anything else you forgot to tell me about?" he rasped from under the animals who were currently flattening his chest. Khione chuckled.

"Not that I can think of." She cluck her tongue. "Skøll, Hati, leave Loki be, he needs to eat."

The black wolf gave him a farewell lick on the nose and then both animals jumped off him and ran away somewhere. Loki slowly got up too.

"Which one is which?"

Khione took a bite of her sandwich.

"Hati is white, and his sister Skøll is the black one. They are the kids of Fenrir, Hela's wolf."

Loki finally got to open the fridge. He took some eggs out.

"What, are you taking in every weird stray animal of the galaxy?" he asked.

Khione rolled her eyes.

"Hey, their father was dead and Hela in Hel so I took them in, don't judge."

•••

They were standing in the training room, dressed in sweatpants and t-shirts in their trademark colours - black and white and black and green. The training room was a large place, divided into four sections. One, lined with mattresses, for hand to hand combat, one with a platform for magical duels, one with knives, swords and generally weapons with blades. The last part was weird though. It was a warded cube, about four meters in height, weidth and depth. And white. The part that was touching the walls was completely white and empty, no swords, no mattresses. Just an empty white and warded cube. He obviously wondered what's it for. They were standing in the hand to hand combat part.

"Okay, so as I know exactly what you can do..."

Loki cut Khione off.

"Yeah, and that's the thing that interests me. How?"

She smirked. He noticed that she still had that chain around her neck and he still couldn't see what was attached to it.

"Good point. Once I figured out that it was you who made my chains, I kept tabs on you and your power, because no ordinary mage could have made something that I couldn't destroy. Turns out I was right. I watched you learn about magic and use it in fight, and I'm sorry about the judgemental assholes you had to meet on the way. I helped you when you created your illusions to fight with, and may have altered their moves a bit so that you were more effective. That's why you couldn't beat me, because it was kind of me who taught you."

Loki took two steps back.

"Woah. I basically had private lessons from the Is Dronning and I didn't even know."

Khione rolled her eyes.

"Anyway, there's still a lot you got to learn. As I said when we first met, well, when you first met me, you are just as powerful as me, more than Frigga, more than Odin, more than Thor. Even more than Hela, the Goddess of Death. But, you aren't trained. We will spent the first few weeks practicing your hand to hand combat skills and spells that are practical in a fight. Not just conjuring daggers. I mean more like super speed, agility and shooting ice from your hands."

•••

Three weeks passed. They had a simple routine. Wake up, eat breakfast, train combat, break to do whatever, then combat outside, lunch, spells practice, spend time with the dragons, time to do whatever and then dinner. Some days Loki could hear faint violin music from the Astronomy Tower during the night. They didn't speak about it. He liked to spend time there too, when the nightmares that plagued him every night kept him awake. He looked at the foreign stars, tracing constellations in his mind.

One day, it had all changed. It was a normal combat practice at the training room. But, suddenly, Khione collapsed. He didn't even do anything, he was six feet from her when it happened. But it did. She suddenly collapsed to her knees and pressed her plams to her chest. No, not to her chest. To the chain on her neck, to the thing that was attached to it. He tried to touch her, to ask her what happened, but she only pushed him away. Her head snapped back, her beautiful eyes started glowing ten times stronger. The silver light also got out from beneath her hands.

She started screaming.

Loki tried to help her, but it seemed she put up some sort of a barrier, because he couldn't come closer. He looked, helpless. He growed to care for her during these three weeks, she was his best friend. A friend he never had. She already knew the bad things about him and she didn't judge him. And now she was screaming in pain and he didn't know what to do for the first time since she took him here.