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A Little Secret	By : FlameWolf666 Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Avengers, The Views: 7448 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Loki nor do I personally know Tom Hiddleston or any of the other famous people herein. I do not own Avengers or Thor and yes this is a work of fiction. This is just for fun and no profit will be made.

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Author’s Note: Welp, things get interesting.

Chapter Twenty-Two: Scattered

    What a difference a matter of months could make. The world had changed irreparably for both their realm the world outside. Odin had finished issuing threats within the first week and had officially sent out his army to begin searching for Loki. Included in these searches were Thor and her little pup, both angering them and making them feel relieved at the same time. The trickster was almost certain his brother had never been on his side to begin with while Lissa and Frigga weren’t so sure. Even Rissa, who hadn’t been around the God of Thunder for very long, thought that wasn’t the case. The redhead had even stood up for the musclebound oaf, surprising a fuming Loki into silence.
    Melissa couldn’t help but agree, pointing out the fact that the Crown Prince had shoved his ‘brother’ through the portal. If he had been intending to lead Odin to them from the beginning, it would have been a perfect opportunity to do so. Instead, Thor had ensured Loki’s safety and was, in turn, risking his own by remaining with his father. At least with him there, her precious puppy would be well cared for. Then again, the few times she had seen the Corgi on the news had clearly shown the little canine could care for himself just fine. With the way it looked, he had turned into a strange little mascot for the other side; something everyone found more than just a little ironic.
    A few weeks in and the former assistant had stopped focusing on the pet she considered her child. The searches had gone from being peaceful, yet firm to outright raids. It wouldn’t take long for violence to come next, prompting Jeremy and Loki to begin sending out brief signals to those still outside their protected village. It was always miles away from their growing hamlet and they sometimes brought a large amount of people back with them. The newcomers were then screened by the group of fans who had quickly become the trickster’s real army. They were his most trusted warriors, staying in the mansion Lissa in her group had initially chosen to live in. As such, they took the task of ensuring the group’s safety very seriously.
    It didn’t take long for people to start showing up that simply wanted to turn the former actor in for some peace. A lot of them made the point that all Odin wanted was the God of Lies so why shouldn’t they just give him up so the rest of humanity could return to their normal lives. The most terrible thing was, Melissa could see where they were coming from. To them, he was no more than someone who stood in the way of billions of people leading normal lives. Why shouldn’t he give up his freedom, sanity and very life for them? As the people were lead out and transported back to where they had come from with altered memories, the former professional couldn’t help but dwell on what some of them said. Was putting the lives of an entire species on the line worth it for one individual? Would Odin truly be satisfied with the capture of a being he once called son? Could the powerful being go the rest of eternity without finding out about Loki’s hybrid offspring? Somehow, she very much doubted it.
    Not only would their child know that their father was absent, she would make darn sure to tell them exactly why. Through capturing Loki, he would bring about the future he was trying so hard to circumvent. Just like Zeus and Cronus both had done. There was also the fact that she intended to tell the child exactly what kind of man Odin is and just what he had done to capture her beloved. Of course, the fact that she was pregnant made her even more of a target than even the former thespian. She could be used as bait, let alone the fact the child she carried would instantly become the target of Asgard itself. Needless to say, she decided to to make an announcement about her condition.
    As the months wore on and the attacks got more violent, it became harder to keep her condition a secret. Around the third month of living in their village, she had begun wearing baggier clothing and had even gone so far as to ask her former client the put a glamour on her growing womb to hide her situation. An idea that was immediately hot down with prejudice by her lover. As he had said many times, he was done hiding and that included her. He also brought up the very good point that she was in no danger. If Loki wasn’t her constant shadow, Jeremy, Tony and Rissa certainly were. She was never alone, especially as the attacks on the outside began to intensify.
    Around the fifth month, it was becoming too risky to perform reconnaissance for refugees. Not only did they have a few billion people building and living there now; the more they sent out messages, the more likely Oin was to use Heimdall to track them all down. None of them were really ready for a fight of this caliber and Loki was extremely reluctant to pull the trigger and send these people into war. There were only a few million left of the several billion population and those people were now caught in a living Hell of Asgardian design. Regular raids were carried out on Midgardian homes. Families were torn apart, children killed in front of parents or vice versa. The straw that finally broke the camel’s back came on a bright, summer day.
    A frustrated sigh permeated the room as a heavily muscled figure sat up in the darkness. A whimper accompanied the noise and a weary chuckle came as the sound of skin ruffling fur broke the stillness. “I know boy. I know... If I didn’t believe my father mad and all of Asgard to be blind before, I certainly do now. The things I have seen my brothers do... Even Sif...,” whispered a sick sounding baritone as a light flickered on beside a bed. A Corgi pup simply stared at him, very close to not being a puppy any longer. The green eyes of the canine were full of sympathy and just a hint of judgement.
    “Hush, I would only engender suspicion if I didn’t at least pretend to join in. I want to go back as much as you do but... All we would do is lead the armies of Asgard right onto them. As skilled as my brother is, I doubt he’s had enough time to prepare those Midgardians of his,” sighed the former actor, looking deeply troubled as he got out of bed to put on his underclothes and golden armor. When he had gone to his father with information about Loki, He had never expected things to turn out like this.
    Screams from the other night still rang in his ears and his mouth turned down at the corners as he left his stolen room. Moving through the slightly charred, trashed house they had raided and settled in, the God found himself bitterly wishing this was all just another movie he was acting in. The broken, burned corpses of the family who lived here still lay where they died; one of the daughter’s dead eyes staring up at the ceiling with her mouth frozen open in a silent scream. Blackened, cracked flesh took over more than half her face as well as her arms and Thor found himself kneeling to reach a hand toward her singed hair. “Forgive me little one. How I wish none of this had ever happened,” he whispered, his heart aching as he trailed his hand down from her hair to gently close her eyes with trembling fingertips.
    “None of us really want this Thor,” whispered a feminine voice from a doorway to his right, making the former actor whirl to face a guilt ridden Sif. Her normally battle hardened, hazel eyes were full of a sad fear.
    Pursing his bearded lips, the Norse deity shook his head slightly before continuing to walk. “None of us have a choice. We may outnumber him but it would be outright treason. None of us are child killers,” she continued, her voice following behind him as he moved toward the stairs that would lead to the ground level.
    “At what point does the act of treason become less evil than what we’re doing now? Do we protest at the pillaging of the innocent, the killing of families? How much further must this go on before we put a stop to his madness? How many more must suffer for my folly?” hissed the Prince, regretting who he was and where he had come from for the first time in his long existence.
    He had seen his share of brutalities during his time with S.H.I.E.L.D., had even committed his share of war crimes. None of that compared to this. What he saw before him rivaled the devastation wrought by Thanos and he felt sickened that his own father was committing it. Even Loki at his worst would have at least made sure his enemies died painlessly and that their bodies would be buried. Odin seemed to be going out of his way to disrespect the dead. There was also the fact that there were now rumors flying around about allowances being made for Asgardian soldiers to rape female prisoners. Something he hoped was untrue. If such a horrible thing was going on, he could no longer even pretend to be on his father’s side.
    Finally reaching the landing, the blonde turned his head to look at the woman who had followed. To her credit, she looked just as disgusted as he felt. Still, the fact she hadn’t answered him spoke volumes and he felt frustration wash over him. Then he looked around at the others scattered through the rooms and saw most of them held the same expression and that frustration turned into a deep, simmering rage. If they all felt this was wrong, why were they doing nothing to stop it? Were they so afraid of betraying his father that they would rather let these atrocities slide. After everything was said and done, he didn’t know if he could be around his brethren in any sort of casual setting. It was hard to raise a tankard of mead with one he knew willfully killed Midgardian children.
    Tightening his jaw as he walked past men he had once thought held the highest honor, Thor made his way to the kitchen and his father’s current headquarters. The man he had once seen as a fair and just ruler was pouring over maps with an almost frightening scowl on his grizzled face. He looked like a man possessed, his stubble coated upper lip pulled into a snarl while his one good eye glared down at the papers strewn before him unseeingly. His normally groomed, white hair now stood in disarray and his broad shoulders were pulled up and forward, his body language speaking of someone feeling intense rage. “Father, I cannot keep participating in this war,” he found himself saying, originally having come down to discuss where they were going to ‘search’ next.
    They were preparing another mission into the realm outside to get more refugees when they felt it. A general sense of unease settled over the growing city and the people could only stare at each other as and eerie silence filled the streets. It was like the air was suddenly filled with electricity and Melissa found herself shuddering as she looked up at the sky. She had come to the usual clearing they used to form their portals to the outside and she felt a heavy air of foreboding despite the clear day. Jeremy and Loki felt it as well, pressing in on her as they began to move back to the growing town. They barely made it to the edge of the buildings before all Hell broke loose.
    One moment, things were perfectly fine and the next the ground was beginning to shake as the sound of thunder came from the blue sky. “Fucking Christ,” hissed Irons, scooping the stunned female into his lean arms before she could protest. Then he was running, going inhumanely fast as Loki easily kept pace. Grim looks on both their faces, the two Asgardians made a bee-line for the mansion that was the center of the city. At five months pregnant, Lissa was in no real condition to move that fast so she didn’t really raise too much of a fuss at the manhandling. She was having a hard enough time just walking with the little bit of extra weight. She really wasn’t looking forward to what she would be like during her final month.
    As they got closer, they saw Rissa and Anthony heading towards them at the same pace. Just as they were about to meet, whatever barrier protected this place from Heimdall’s vision broke apart as if hit with a huge force. A loud ‘boom’ came from the sky itself as the air shifted and they felt the atmosphere change. Though whatever had protected them hadn’t been visible, they certainly felt its absence. In the next seconds, there was a rushing noise as Loki and Jeremy wrapped their arms around a stunned Lissa and pressed their bodies against hers. It was shortly after that an area of air between the two groups seemed to ripple and suck in before exploding in a bright, white light. The shockwave shoved the five people backwards, effectively scattering them as Odin and his army appeared.
    The older Asgardian disguised as a voice actor moved immediately to shield Melissa from the older God’s baleful gaze. Loki also moved, not towards Lissa but toward the man who called himself his father. A vicious snarl was on his handsome face as green swirled around his hands, Frigga coming up from the right with a similarly deadly expression. She had been on the training ground with new recruits as well as the old ones, putting them through their usual exercises. Needless to say, she had come running as soon as the air had changed and she charged into battle with the ferocity of a mother protecting her child. To say Odin was surprised would be an understatement, the ancient deity barely raising his sword in time to prevent his head from being separated from his shoulders.
    Lissa, on the other hand, could practically feel her brain melting as she saw Odin and Anthony in the same place. If the elderly actor’s hair was longer and he had a beard, he would look like the Norse God’s identical twin. Even he was acutely aware of the similarities and had gone as white as ghost, his blue eyes going blank as he began to shake his head slightly. “Fucking Christ, it’s like watching myself. He may be just a bit taller and more muscular but God, his face,” the stunned man whispered, his accented voice sounding a shadow of its former self. Marissa, who stood beside him, looked just as gobsmacked but managed to wrap the now shaking male into her arms.
    “He’s not you though. You’re right here with us after all but I’d be lying if I said it didn’t feel surreal seeing the resemblance,” Melissa murmured after her fried finished speaking, watching as Frigga stood toe to toe with her own husband.
    The Goddess was terrifying, a murderous expression on her gorgeous face as her blade slid along the one belonging to the man she had pledged herself to aeons ago. Thankfully her blood son had taken it upon himself to use the distraction this presented to grab hold of Loki. The dark haired male surged against his brother’s tight hold at first, ignoring the orange and white blur that streaked past them. Murmuring things in the younger man’s ear, the ‘Crown Prince’ led him away while the army behind his father began to shift in confusion. “What are you doing?” Odin snarled, his one eye glimmering with malice as the wind blew through his hair and beard.
    “Protecting our son,” she hissed, shoving him back into the golden wall of Asgardians behind him.
    Jeremy was already moving before anyone else could, grabbing Lissa’s arm in a tight grip and practically dragging her behind him as he rushed to meet the two siblings halfway. Blinking, the former assistant, shifted her focus to see where they were going and felt her heart leap in her throat when she saw her puppy heading for them at full bore. “Lo-lo!” she called, yanking free of her former fiance to run for her pet. Ignoring calls of her name, the brunette scooped the squirming bundle of fur into her arms and sobbed as relief filled her; burrowing her nose into his fur and allowing herself to inhale deeply. Thankfully he didn’t mind one bit, whimpering and nuzzling into her before licking her cheeks.
    “Lissa, get behind me,” she heard from yards behind her and she came to the horrifying realization that she was entirely exposed. Even with baggy clothes it was easy enough to tell she was pregnant if you looked hard enough and she felt a sense of horror as Odin’s crazed gaze slowly shifted to her.
    Everything from there happened in slow motion, Jeremy moving in front of her as Loki tore away from his brother to increase the speed he was closing distance. Behind them, a look of comprehension was coming over the patriarch’s face. It was at that instant that things went into full on fast forward, as if time was trying to make up for the temporary slow down. The voice actor shielding her immediately opened portals all over the hamlet and practically dragged her and her puppy through one before Loki and Thor could reach them. Then the hole closed, leaving her alone with her ex in a the middle of a shadowed alleyway. “I panicked, I had to get you outta there. I had to get you all out of there. Christ, I have no idea where anyone ended up. I just opened portals,” gasped out the exhausted shaking male as a fine sheen of sweat dotted his clammy forehead.
    Then he was collapsing to his knees as he panted harshly, one of his hands holding onto her tightly. Setting her squirming pet down, she helped the taller man to his feet and did her best to help him walk toward the end of the alley. To her shock, another person soon helped lift his weight. Turning her head, she saw a green eyed, orange haired version of Loki. Blinking, she looked around for her puppy; realization sinking in when she saw no sign of him. “Lo-lo?” she whispered, staring at the strange shade of hair he had. It was the same shade as Corgi fur. The almost too innocent version of Loki gave a nod before forming a portal of his own. It was weak but seemed to lead to her home.
    Unsurprised, she helped the transformed canine move her former fiance into her living room. Once they were there, he let out a small whine before struggling to help her steer the lanky male toward her couch. Once Irons was safely on the cushions, the former pet changed back and immediately spread out as he began to snore. Ignoring the obviously fine dog, Lissa focused on making Jeremy comfortable as he began to lose consciousness as well. “H-have to keep moving,” he hissed reached for her as his eyes closed against his will. Placing her hand in his, she settled on the cushion and resigned herself to a long wait.
    They would have to move again as soon as he woke up, just the fact her house was still standing a blue miracle. Her poor pet had done all he could for them, it would be up to Jeremy to have one last trick up his sleeve or they would have to hope her description of Loki’s cabin would be enough. From what she had seen, they could only form travelling portals to places if one of them had seen or had heard a very detailed description of the location. She could only hope the few rooms she had seen, it would be what was needed and that her lover would be calm enough to meet them there.
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