Loki's cruel desires

Loki's cruel desires

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Chapter 1: The truth of Laufeyson

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"We followed the dark paths into the deepest darkness, abominable monsters on every step into the abyss. And then, after eternal battles, we faced our enemy."

As Thor related his heroic chronicle with fervor, Loki suppressed an angry snort. After all, the blond youngling hadn't been the one evicting those who put the cohorts in danger before the final fight.

It had been a certain inconspicuous black-haired man who had to drain almost his entire magic for the task.

It was due to him that they had been able to win the battle.

Without his army the monster had been defenceless and Thor only did the last, easy straw...

And now HE, the Mighty Thor, was celebrated...

The food suddenly tasted more bitter than usual, as Thor finished his tale.

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He was quick, but not quick enough. When a fierce grip closed itself around his wrist, he looked downward. One of the monsters had touched him.

Loki tried to tear himself away in panic, expected to be paralyzed by pain, but... there was nothing.

The icy winds blow past them and he shivered.

But it wasn't the cold that caused it, no...

His hand turned into a light blue, exactly this blue, that made the Frost Giants' skin so frightening.

"I knew you were not of the Aesir," Laufey whispered darkly and let him go.

Loki turned around and drew his throwing knife but his enemy was already gone.

This gave him a moment to look at his arm.

All this could not be true, no! Never!

No, this was not he himself.

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Thor was banished. And Loki had assembled in a room with the other warriors.

He could still feel the power flowing through his veins while he had transformed into his true self.

At last he understood why he could do things the Aesirs despised and called an act of cowardice. They were not able to do it; it was not in their blood, not their nature...

So those who he called friends and family were nothing but a lie... A lie of his fath...

No, this man was no longer his father.

But who was...?

At this moment Loki came to a conclusion.

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"Did you decide to accept your true origin or – what your brother seems to be so fond of – to slaughter us?" Laufey asked with a dreary voice.

"I came to receive answers," were the only words Loki said as he slowly paced through the snow.

"Are you sure you want to hear the answer?" Laufey's tone was mocking.

Loki stopped dead in his tracks and glared at the king in pure anger that painted his irises red.

"Who was my father?"

"During the time we fought against the Aesir, they took from us two things. The Casket of Ancient Winters and... the only heir to the throne." Laufey said without showing any emotion.

Loki's world tore apart completely and the fragments set themselves together to form a cruel truth. "So you are..." He didn't know which was worse - to have a liar for a father or a monster...

"I am your father, Loki Odinson – or should I say: Laufeyson." Even now his features didn't change but as he mouthed the last word, the hint of a cruel smile appeared on his lips for a blink.

"Why would Odin take me?" Loki asked furiously; not able to control himself any longer. The anger lowered his façade and unveiled his true parentage.

"He wanted to use you as a weapon against us. He wanted to study you behind your back and find a way to use the knowledge against us if war started once more. And with you he had an ally from our own ranks." Laufey's grin was now clearly visible, as he recognized the wrath in his son's eyes.

"Had an ally." Loki repeated emphatically and accepted the treason, embraced the certainty like a lover and felt icy coldness in his body that allowed him to indulge in his full potential.

"The Aesir have treated me like dirt long enough. It is time for them to atone for what they did. To me and my people."

"Then retrieve the casket and you will have your revenge."

"It will be my genuine pleasure."

Father and son faced each other with the same cruel smirk.

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Loki pulled his spear out of Heimdall's dead body and turned to the warriors who hungered for their weapons to taste blood.

"Kill them. But my so called 'father' and 'brother' will be bound by chains. I will make them suffer for their deeds, slowly, intimately." Then a cruel smile spread across his lips.

"Oh, and don't lay a finger on Lady Sif. I still have plans for her."

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Yeah, I shortened the story of Thor immensly but that is actually not my 'main point'. The things I was writing in this chapter should lead to the plot I have in mind.

In the next chapter Loki will show Sif how much he desires her.