Welp...erm, first fic, show me mercy. It's my own little AU. I just really wanted to post my own story anyways, so here we are (:

Warnings: implied rape (BUT nothing graphic so you don't have to worry too much) and bringing beautiful life into the world

Also, try to keep an open mind while reading this...please?

Updated: August 27th, 2019

I can't escape the way, I love you

I don't want to

But I love you - Billie Eilish

Freezing. That was how her body was feeling.

Humiliation?

Rage?

Wanting to rip out a certain someone's red beating heart, and see blood poured out across the ground?

Those were the emotions running through her.

Hela violently pulled at the chains that were holding her arms down, but to no avail. Which caused her to growl in frustration. If anyone back in Asgard heard her, they would've thought it was her beloved Fenris instead.

Asgard...

Just the thought of it made her want to gag.

Odin, the bastard. Caging her like an animal in the pits of Hel. And just when she was finally able to escape, the Frost Giants found her, taken her, and imprisoned her...

Again. Fate simply loved her did it not?

How did she even conveniently land on Jotunheim? Argh, no. She didn't want to start pondering on that again.

Thump, thump, thump...thump.

Oh, and now the monstrosity inside of her decided it wanted to play once more. Wonderful.

You see, after the Jotuns found her, they had presented her to Laufey, and he took one greedy look at her and decided to show her 'mercy'. By becoming his...toy. She had lost count at how many times he forced himself on her, but each time had left her with so much disgust, hate, and worst of all, shame.

She was stronger than this. But the price of her leaving Hel was having her powers drained immensely.

Eventually, and wow what a shock. She realized she was carrying this...thing. Laufey wasn't exactly pleased at hearing the news.

He screamed at her that it was her fault, because logic.

But probably because they were currently at war, so a child isn't exactly convenient for the king right now.

As if Hela gave a damn. This creature that invaded her womb was coming, whether it's father liked it or not.

Norns, why did it have to be her? She hated children.

Giving birth was never an easy thing to do.

But imagine giving birth to something that literally has the name Giant in it. It sounds even more torturous doesn't it? Well, that was exactly what the young goddess was going through.

The cold temperatures weren't helping much, she really shouldn't have been that shocked that Laufey didn't move her from her cave prison to a more appropriate place to deliver the Jotun child.

Oh gods, it hurt so much. Her throat burned from screaming, but she didn't care and continued howling in agony -hoping Laufey could hear, so her screams could haunt him later-

Hela swore when it was all over, her voice would be lost. Blood splattered everywhere. Ha, how ironic. After all, she had wished to see blood covering the grounds.

Suddenly, it stopped.

Silence.

And there it was, a whimper, then soft cries.

Finally.

Hela looked down, and couldn't stop the gasp that went past her dry lips.

The creature...it was small. And blue, with scarlet gleaming eyes, and strange markings engraved in it's skin. But if you were to ignore all of that, the child looked exactly like an Asgardian babe.

Was that natural?

The former crown princess was stunned, she thought after the babe had come out, it would be large and ugly. And she'd shove it in the darkest corner of the cell without a care in the world.

Except now...instead of wanting to push it away and praying it'd be quiet, she wanted it to be close. It wasn't horrifying to look at either, it happened to be quite the opposite. The baby's round, plump face and big eyes were rather...sweet.

Hel, what on the nine were these fierce, foreign emotions?

Hela reached down and picked up the sapphire infant. Ignoring the fact that it stopped crying when it sensed it's mother.

A boy.

It was a boy.

Her boy-

Damn sentiment.

But for once in her life, she was somewhat grateful towards her enemies. Although he refused to bring her out of the prison cell, Laufey (a wave of protectiveness hit and she held the babe tighter) ordered the guard to remove the chains once she went into labor. And the guard hadn't just done that, he also secretly brought her more blankets, bowls of water, and bread. It was the first time she'd eaten in months.

Well, now everyone can just die. Hela deserved rest. Positioning herself comfortingly, with the baby dosing off in her arms, she lay down on the damp blankets. Fighting the warmth entering her vengeful heart.

Apparently the Frost Giants truly were fools.

The great All-Father decided to bring the war to this realm.

Which meant they supposedly forgotten her existence, which meant they stopped checking on her. Which left her without chains and an unlocked door -morons-.

Wrapping the baby up in the thickest blanket she was given, she swiftly left the dungeons without a trace. It sickened her at how close Odin was, but she didn't have time for him.

Ignoring the bloodshed, she quickly headed up the temple. Hela impressed herself, going through childbirth barely a week ago, and already racing up several steps.

As soon as she reached her destination, she scanned the area hoping to find something. Anything really.

There. A wide smooth stone. It appeared to be the safest place.

Now she was concerned about safety? What was this little beast doing to her?

Making her way towards the frozen rock, she wondered if this was the best idea. But did it even matter anymore? She had no other choice but to return to Hel. The cost of her leaving, plus spending several months in captivity, weakened her tremendously. In both body and spirit. Attempting to run away again was foolish. The chances of her being successful were ridiculously low.

Yes, it was an idiotic move.

And exactly how many beings would bring a child -let alone their child- with them through the gates of Hel? No one. Absolutely no one.

So, the child would have to stay here. Simple as that.

Securing the boy on the rock, Hela decided to whisper one last thing.

"Farewell little one, I know you're destined to one day rule this universe. Make me proud".

And with that she was gone.

It wasn't long before the baby woke up and started wailing for his mama again.

Passing through the familiar gates, Hela allowed one single tear to fall from her face.

"So he's gone".

It was a stupid comment, but if she were honest, she was trying to distract herself.

The two young men standing before her were obviously the sons of Odin. She heard several stories about Thor, but not much about Loki. Only rumors, and that he was a trickster. But there was something. She felt it as soon as she stepped out of her portal. This feeling...this sense of just knowing.

Could it be?

But that was impossible, this Asgardian was not her-

He didn't even look like him.

"That's a shame. I would've liked to have seen that".

"You must be Hela. I'm Thor, son of Odin," the crown prince says with a hint of fear in his eyes.

"Really"? Norns, the question was suffocating her, it was so hard not to stare in his direction. She had to know.

"And who are you"? She questions, pointing at the god of mischief hoping she appeared bored.

He looked rather startled that she addressed him, but was quick to bring back a blank mask.

"Loki".

Hela scoffed slightly. "Loki what? Aren't you an Odinson as well darling"?

Ahh, that did it.

His eyes darkened as he summoned twin steel daggers. "And why exactly are you so curious about that, goddess of death"?

She couldn't stand it anymore, she needed true confirmation. She wasn't happy with what she was about to do, but there was no other way.

Forming a ball of fire in her hand, she sent it straight for Loki's exposed neck. But carefully, so it wouldn't kill. Only cause horrendous pain.

It happened so fast. He let out a sudden scream of anguish, Thor rushed to his side, shocked and panicked.

It lasted only a brief second, but she saw it. Oh she saw it. The fire making direct contact, and the surrounding skin turning a rich shade of blue.

So it was true, Loki was her son. Her only child. She gave him life.

He was hers.

And he was still small.

Although, that was probably a good thing. If he resembled his...Laufey in the slightest, she most likely wouldn't have been able to look at him. As a matter of fact, now that she examined him, he seemed to take after her. Same eyes, same hair, pale skin, dressing in only black and different shades of green. It was a bit frightening.

Not that this revelation would interfere with her plans. She was still going to take her rightful place as the queen of Asgard. And kill anyone who refused to kneel without hesitation. But one thing was for certain, she wouldn't kill him. She may have been the Goddess of Death, but she wasn't a monster. Only a monster would murder it's own offspring.

No...Loki would be by her side. She owed him that much. She knew his destiny was to rule. And rule he shall.

The brothers, nor Hela herself, noticed the tear that escaped her forest-green eye.

Whew! Finally done with this first chapter! Hope it lived up to your expectations! :)

And did I randomly just give Hela fire powers on that last part? Yep

So yeah, I know in mythology or whatever, Hela is actually Loki's daughter. And Loki's mother was still a Frost Giant, blah, blah, blah. But think about it, first of all, this is the MCU not mythology. Second, there's been zero mention of Loki's biological mother, zero. Thirdly, didn't exactly see any females in the land of Jotunheim. Lastly, I mean, look at em.