Final Worlds
Author's Notes:
A long long time ago, there was a fanfiction.net writer by the name of Angel_P. She wrote many many Card Captor Sakura fanfics. After a while, she realized that she was losing her flare of FanFiction writing, and parted on a journey. While travelling, she found her lost inspiration and incorporated this with the goodness of Matantei Loki Ragnarok.
From this day on, Angel_P (aka Pichan) will be working on a new fanfiction story, based on the anime Loki.
Please enjoy this next story. ^_^
A few footnotes: This is my version of an alternate ending of Loki. ^^;... I have little knowledge of the second half of the manga series, so I'm completely nullifying that here and making this a continuation from the anime. So no Spica, no Utgartha Loki... and... uhmmm yeah :) Although this fic is MayuraxLoki, I've included some KotarouxMayura for reasons you need not know until later. :)
Oh yes. I recommend you watch the whole series of Ragnarok before you read this. I'm trying my hardest to relate it to everything here and there. ^^; well. Trying. Haha... ha...
Disclaimers: Matantei Loki (Ragnarok) is owned by Sakura Kinoshita. Everyone must discover the goodness of her works. XD
Loki decided, after all, to stay on earth. No one understood why, not even Loki himself. Displeased with Loki's choice, Odin decides to take matters into his own hands... (MayuraxLoki. You have been warned. ^_~)
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It was dark. Too dark. Loki couldn't see anything. Everywhere he looked, and everywhere he ran; it all seemed like a never-ending abyss. It was cold, and... it certainly was very lonely. Everytime he tried to open his mouth to call someone, hoping someone would show up and say they'll be with him. But no voice came from his mouth, and no reply could be heard. He soon decided to give up hope, sit down, and wait for something to happen. But before he could proceed, a flutter of feathers could be heard, not very far from where he stood. After the dark feathers started to clear, he caught a glimpse of a figure... he couldn't quite make him out, but the figure slowly transfigured into a faint colour of blue. It became black again.
Loki wasn't sure of what was going on until the figure right in front that caused the reoccuring black fell onto him. It was warm and heavy. A warm liquid started to drip down his fingers where he had caught the figure. The liquid took a red colour, and he slowly realised the figure was...
"MAYURA!"
Loki threw off his blankets and jerked up in a cold sweat. His heart was beating so fast, it fluctuated his sight. It took a moment for him to pull himself back into reality, as his furniture slowly came into focus. He realized his place, and soon figured there was no need for worry any more. It was merely a dream that wished to cause him suffering.
At least he hoped so.
He would confront the matter with the Norns later. There was absolutely no need to rush. He slipped out of bed, almost sure that what he yelled was only a part of his dream. Otherwise, Yamino would have already rushed in the door awaiting his orders.
It's been about a week since Loki decided not to return to Asgard. There hasn't been any trouble lately, and Loki was very grateful for that. It was well understood that he had to return soon and commence Ragnarok. And it probably would have happened back then. But... no one; not even he, understood why he decided to stay. If he had left, he would definitely feel something missing. Something from this everyday life... Something that he had learned from Mayura...
Something...
"Aaaahhh.... don't tell me there's nothing to do today..." Mayura complained as she threw herself on the couch. "Even if it's just a prank..."
"Punyaan! Loki-tama, are you okay?" Ecchan bounced on Loki's head.
Loki blinked and noticed that half the day had already passed. He'd been so absorbed in his thought, he didn't even notice Mayura walk in the door, nor did he notice he was sitting at his desk. He looked to his right and there sat a teacup that Yamino had just recently placed there. He reached for it and patiently took a sip out of his teacup. Loki reached above his head and patted what looked like an invisible pad of air to Mayura.
"People do come. But it *has* been a quiet week." Loki said, thinking to himself he would much rather have this kind of peace everyday. Although he had to admit, it's been too peaceful. Odin hasn't tried anything funny lately...
"That's not enough! There has GOT to be more than enough weird mysteries around in this town to at least keep us busy!"
"Actually, it's a lot more peaceful since less people have been coming," mused Loki. "It's chaotic enough with you parading around all day."
Mayura wasn't pleased at all with Loki's behaviour. Even though it was in his nature, she didn't know exactly why she put up with him. She puffed up her chest to show how mad she was and fumed, while Loki just returned a simple whole-hearted smile. This happened often, and Loki knew he had no reason to feel bad. She would change her mind soon enough. He reached down and patted Fenrir on the head as he nuzzled his nostril against the hand resting on the armrest.
"Fine, I'm going home for the day." Mayura announced, as she packed her things.
Loki didn't pay much mind as he played with his cup. "Well, I guess we won't need your help if a client DOES come today."
Mayura pouted. It was obviously a joke, but after finding out she flunked yet another test, she was hardly in the mood of being picked on. She packed her things, and pushed open the doors to the stairway as she ran into Yamino.
"Going already??" asked a puzzled Yamino. "Won't you stay at least for some cake?"
Mayura shook her head. "I'm heading home for the day," she restated. "Loki's being a meanie and won't let me brood here."
Yamino smiled nervously at her reply. "Well then, we shall see you later."
"Bye bye Yamino-kun! Loki-kun! Fenrir-kun!"
The room remained silent as the girl's footsteps echoed in the hallway. Loki didn't really care, because he knew she'd be back just in time for Yamino's cooked dinner. But just as he was about to relax, something triggered at the back of his head.
Something was watching him.
He twirled his head quickly and looked outside the window behind him, but there was nothing to be seen.
"Loki-sama?" Yamino perked his head in curiousity.
"Daddy? What happened?"
"It's nothing," Loki stated, as he returned to his natural pose. Unsure, but satisfied with the answer, Yamino resumed his chores. Fenrir was just content enough to be curled up on Loki's lap.
Loki turned on the TV to listen to the news, and it was only immediately that his eyes and ears were perked, and the broadcaster had his full attention.
*****
"Papa, I'm home!" Mayura's voice echoed through the traditional house, but there was no reply.
She never knew whether her father would be home or not anymore. Not since she started spending so much time at Loki's house. There was no note left or anything, which meant he probably assumed she was still at Loki's. That pretty much meant he'd be home within two or three hours.
She wasn't really mad with Loki. Sure, she was mad at him when he teased her, but she just felt the need to leave. To think. Loki's disappearance occured a week ago, and she was particularly careful in poking her nose in his business from then on. She had pondered ever since; up until now, she still pondered about those mysterious glowing red eyes of his. There were so many questions she wanted answered. However, she felt strongly that if she asked, there was a high possibility of Loki disappearing again. Since then, she minded her own business.
Loki fascinated her. He was a weird mystery himself.
At that instant, her deepest desire was to become a super-sleuth; one who could even decode the code Loki has written himself in.
She walked into her room to leave her stuff, only to find her window open. But not only was her window open, the most beautiful raven was sitting on her desk. It seemed to be wearing meticulously embroidered garments. They were rather small, and with all the jewels, it would make one wonder how it flies. The raven just stared at her as she slowly crept forward. It wasn't scared at all. In fact, it seemed to take as much interest in her as she did in the raven. Mayura soon snapped out of her trance when she noticed what the raven was holding in its beak.
"My photos!" Mayura gasped.
This scared the raven, and it took flight, along with one of Mayura's photos, with Mayura yelling and chasing after it. She just developped them, and was hoping to put them in a photo album. She looked through the photos to see which one it took.
"AHH!! The picture of me with Loki-kun!!!!!" She whined. It was one of the only pictures that not only Loki looked good in; she looked pretty good in the picture herself. She dragged herself to the living room and sighed, telling herself it's not a once in a life-time opportunity. She sat down and turned on the TV.
"...wasn't just yesterday. Doctors found no reason for the person to have fallen in a coma, and was never thought of having something more involved when today, six more people fell into a similar coma, all happening around the Midorigi park..."
Mayura's eyes widened at this new piece of information. It was a mystery, that was for sure. And according to her, this couldn't have been just a mere coincidence. The immediate thought that was slapped into her mind was going down to Loki's, and reporting what she had just found out.
Completely forgetting about her homework, she ran to the entrance, slipped on her shoes, and she was gone in an instant.
*****
"Where were you?" Loki asked as he was waiting in the entrance. "I was sure you would've been here sooner."
Mayura pouted. "Hey, I got here as fast as I could!! What're you waiting around there for, anyways? We're going to miss the mystery!!!"
"It's not going to run away..." Yamino assured. "However, it's a rather big concern that people are mysteriously falling unconcious..."
Mayura wasn't listening. She was already on her way, fired up for solving another wierd mystery. Loki sighed, and followed the transformed girl, now wearing glasses that would make one wonder how exactly she could see through them. It was at a point like this he almost wished he didn't know her. However, even though he made it clear that if a mystery came, he would go without her, he still couldn't help but wait for Mayura. It wasn't really that much of an emergency to him, although something really bothered him about this. There was a lingering familiar feeling that he just couldn't shake off. He didn't even notice that they were at the park, until Mayura started yanking at his sleeve.
"Loki-kun!" Mayura said cheerfully, grabbing Loki's arm. She completely interrupted his train of thought, like usual.
Loki yelped, and looked at Mayura with a rather annoyed look. "What now??"
Mayura pointed at a shy photographer, giggling with glee. "He's gonna take our picture! Cuz you see, the picture Yamino-kun took for us before, an odd looking crow stole it, so I want another one! He isn't asking for much either, so...!"
He looked at the photographer's basket. He was charging a low price, that was for sure. But the basket only held a few mere coins. He became lost in thought again as Mayura babbled and ranted on. However, it wasn't long until he was interrupted again. Mayura had begun pinching his cheeks, making sure he was listening.
"You *HAVE* to smile!" Mayura stressed.
"Mayura..."
"A nice, PRETTY smile!"
"...Mayura..."
"You always smirk!"
"Mayu-"
"Smirks aren't nice!"
"MAYURA!"
Mayura blinked.
"You never get serious, do you?? I thought we came here on a cas-"
Before Loki could finish his sentence, Mayura had dragged him to pose in front of the camera man.
"Now, smile!" She ordered. "Jeez, it's not like you haven't taken a picture before, Loki. It's just another regular camera. Like it'll take your SOUL or something."
Loki was not amused. For one, he really didn't like anyone taking his picture. For another, he was really hoping he could find out what EXACTLY was causing the comas within the victims. It was definitely unnatural. And the cause only happened at the park. Loki sighed hoplessly as Ecchan settled himself on Loki's head, poised and ready for a photo. Yamino frowned in disapproval, but like usual, he couldn't really do anything except watch.
'Not like it'll take your soul...'
Soul...
"Uhmm... sorry I'm taking so long..." the nervous photographer stumbled. "My camera's been acting up lately... and... well... Anyways! Say cheese!"
There. He felt it there. He took immediate reaction; it wasn't long before the photographer's camera met the ground. Mayura stared in disbelief, and Ecchan landed softly beside her, blown off by the force Loki had created.
"Loki-kun... what..."
"I apologize..." Loki said, looking at the shocked photographer. "...but that camera... don't use it."
"But... that camera... my..."
"I can reimburse you for it." Loki was really glad Thor wasn't around to give him a lecture about having an attachment to objects, especially after he found out what the real problem was.
"Loki-kun! How could you??" Mayura fumed sternly.
"I already apologized." Loki explained. It turned out she wasn't listening to him, however, because now her attention was drawn to a moving camera. Of course, she couldn't see the huge evil spirit towering over her. The photographer was able to, quite clearly, actually. He was already almost out of sight in fear.
"NO!" Loki gasped, kicking the camera away. He smashed it with the end of his staff. And surprisingly, that was the end of it.
Yamino ran up to Loki, completely unknowing of what had just happened.
"Andvari's ring... it took the souls of the people making their bodies lifeless shells..." Loki murmured.
"Andvari...!!? Wasn't that the ring that..." Yamino started, shock blatant in his voice.
"Yes, the ring that almost killed me. Odin's still trying to kill me..."
Yamino frowned. "Even if you want nothing from him anymore?"
"I still want revenge on him, Yamino. Because Hel..." Loki looked down in sorrow.
"...and the victims?" Yamino tried to change the subject slightly.
"Their souls were only held within the ring. They'll be returned shortly..."
"What're you guys talking about?" Mayura popped inbetween them, causing them to slightly freak out.
"UHMM..." Yamino started.
"Well... you see..." Loki continued.
"We were... were... ROLEPLAYING!" Yamino babbled out.
Loki gave him a puzzled look. "Roleplaying???"
"Yes! Because, you see... all of a sudden, I was greatly inspired with a new idea, and... I just HAD to roleplay it out! Loki has some pretty good ideas, you know." Yamino nervously covered.
"You guys are weird," Mayura stated, lifting an eyebrow. "I never knew you guys took up an interest in roleplaying! It's the latest hit in school lately though, so it's no wonder. We should do that sometime!"
Loki gave an unsatisfied look to Yamino, but all Yamino could do was return an apologetic face.
*****
Mayura had dragged them to look around the park all day for clues, but she had finally given up. Especially after Loki convinced her the victims were already okay, and there would be no happenings anymore. After complaining some, she took Loki and Yamino to the nearest sticker booth. After all this work, she wasn't about to go home empty handed. She looked at her half of the stickers. Again, the pink pillow with a face mysteriously appeared on Loki's head, and he had that AWFUL smirk again. But she took that back. It wasn't really awful at all. In fact, if Loki hadn't smiled like that, it wouldn't be Loki
at all. That was just the way Loki is, and for what reason, she'll probably never know. She was at a loss, for this was one mystery that will remain unsolved. Not unless she wanted to break her friendship with Loki.
*****
A space this big was completely wasted; a huge palace hall endowed with grand, blood-coloured velvet curtains, small pillars lining the hallway as they kissed the floor... and stairs leading up to an area with a throne, with a wide balcony not far behind. It was completely empty, as if a kingdom had died. The atmosphere was quite fitting, too. Cold, and silent.
"Huginn..." summoned a soft, icy voice from the balcony. An arm was extended, and a black raven, embroidered with jewels, came to rest on it.
The raven adjusted itself after its long trip, and settled down, staring into his master's deep dark eyes. These dark eyes led into a river of long, wispy, white hair. The raven held a photograph in its beak, and insisted that his master should take a look. After a long silence, the man dressed in elegant clothing fit for a king took the photo and slowly closed his eyes.
"I see..." he concluded, as if he just had a conversation with the raven. "Then you are to continue, Huginn, with your brother Muninn. You are to watch their actions carefully."
He lifted his arm, and the raven took flight. The raven was soon joined by another, dressed in the same embroidery as he. The man stood in silence for a while, watching over the misty valleys and firey mountains, as if he were pondering. He took leave of the balcony and placed himself in the throne.
"Then I shall give my dear adopted brother a visit..." he murmured as his lips curled into a sadistic grin. "We shall soon find out... what exactly... his attachment to the human world is."
He stood up before the empty hallway, as if there were people that would mysteriously appear to bow down before him.
"Ragnarok won't be far off if you keep this up, dear Loki..." the voice hissed. "But never fear, for I will kill you before that happens..."
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Phew, I'm tired! I have so many ideas for this fic, so I'm hoping they will all work out!
Perhaps it is kinda odd that I'm still adding, using norse myths to continue the story plot. But that will slowly disappear.
I will bring in more Loki and Mayuraness in due time. ^_^;; Hopefully the New Year won't be too busy to prevent me from
writing. ^_^ I'm actually kind of excited... _ ahahah. That's what makes me all the more pathetic. YAY.
Until chapter 2!
Author's Notes:
A long long time ago, there was a fanfiction.net writer by the name of Angel_P. She wrote many many Card Captor Sakura fanfics. After a while, she realized that she was losing her flare of FanFiction writing, and parted on a journey. While travelling, she found her lost inspiration and incorporated this with the goodness of Matantei Loki Ragnarok.
From this day on, Angel_P (aka Pichan) will be working on a new fanfiction story, based on the anime Loki.
Please enjoy this next story. ^_^
A few footnotes: This is my version of an alternate ending of Loki. ^^;... I have little knowledge of the second half of the manga series, so I'm completely nullifying that here and making this a continuation from the anime. So no Spica, no Utgartha Loki... and... uhmmm yeah :) Although this fic is MayuraxLoki, I've included some KotarouxMayura for reasons you need not know until later. :)
Oh yes. I recommend you watch the whole series of Ragnarok before you read this. I'm trying my hardest to relate it to everything here and there. ^^; well. Trying. Haha... ha...
Disclaimers: Matantei Loki (Ragnarok) is owned by Sakura Kinoshita. Everyone must discover the goodness of her works. XD
Loki decided, after all, to stay on earth. No one understood why, not even Loki himself. Displeased with Loki's choice, Odin decides to take matters into his own hands... (MayuraxLoki. You have been warned. ^_~)
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It was dark. Too dark. Loki couldn't see anything. Everywhere he looked, and everywhere he ran; it all seemed like a never-ending abyss. It was cold, and... it certainly was very lonely. Everytime he tried to open his mouth to call someone, hoping someone would show up and say they'll be with him. But no voice came from his mouth, and no reply could be heard. He soon decided to give up hope, sit down, and wait for something to happen. But before he could proceed, a flutter of feathers could be heard, not very far from where he stood. After the dark feathers started to clear, he caught a glimpse of a figure... he couldn't quite make him out, but the figure slowly transfigured into a faint colour of blue. It became black again.
Loki wasn't sure of what was going on until the figure right in front that caused the reoccuring black fell onto him. It was warm and heavy. A warm liquid started to drip down his fingers where he had caught the figure. The liquid took a red colour, and he slowly realised the figure was...
"MAYURA!"
Loki threw off his blankets and jerked up in a cold sweat. His heart was beating so fast, it fluctuated his sight. It took a moment for him to pull himself back into reality, as his furniture slowly came into focus. He realized his place, and soon figured there was no need for worry any more. It was merely a dream that wished to cause him suffering.
At least he hoped so.
He would confront the matter with the Norns later. There was absolutely no need to rush. He slipped out of bed, almost sure that what he yelled was only a part of his dream. Otherwise, Yamino would have already rushed in the door awaiting his orders.
It's been about a week since Loki decided not to return to Asgard. There hasn't been any trouble lately, and Loki was very grateful for that. It was well understood that he had to return soon and commence Ragnarok. And it probably would have happened back then. But... no one; not even he, understood why he decided to stay. If he had left, he would definitely feel something missing. Something from this everyday life... Something that he had learned from Mayura...
Something...
"Aaaahhh.... don't tell me there's nothing to do today..." Mayura complained as she threw herself on the couch. "Even if it's just a prank..."
"Punyaan! Loki-tama, are you okay?" Ecchan bounced on Loki's head.
Loki blinked and noticed that half the day had already passed. He'd been so absorbed in his thought, he didn't even notice Mayura walk in the door, nor did he notice he was sitting at his desk. He looked to his right and there sat a teacup that Yamino had just recently placed there. He reached for it and patiently took a sip out of his teacup. Loki reached above his head and patted what looked like an invisible pad of air to Mayura.
"People do come. But it *has* been a quiet week." Loki said, thinking to himself he would much rather have this kind of peace everyday. Although he had to admit, it's been too peaceful. Odin hasn't tried anything funny lately...
"That's not enough! There has GOT to be more than enough weird mysteries around in this town to at least keep us busy!"
"Actually, it's a lot more peaceful since less people have been coming," mused Loki. "It's chaotic enough with you parading around all day."
Mayura wasn't pleased at all with Loki's behaviour. Even though it was in his nature, she didn't know exactly why she put up with him. She puffed up her chest to show how mad she was and fumed, while Loki just returned a simple whole-hearted smile. This happened often, and Loki knew he had no reason to feel bad. She would change her mind soon enough. He reached down and patted Fenrir on the head as he nuzzled his nostril against the hand resting on the armrest.
"Fine, I'm going home for the day." Mayura announced, as she packed her things.
Loki didn't pay much mind as he played with his cup. "Well, I guess we won't need your help if a client DOES come today."
Mayura pouted. It was obviously a joke, but after finding out she flunked yet another test, she was hardly in the mood of being picked on. She packed her things, and pushed open the doors to the stairway as she ran into Yamino.
"Going already??" asked a puzzled Yamino. "Won't you stay at least for some cake?"
Mayura shook her head. "I'm heading home for the day," she restated. "Loki's being a meanie and won't let me brood here."
Yamino smiled nervously at her reply. "Well then, we shall see you later."
"Bye bye Yamino-kun! Loki-kun! Fenrir-kun!"
The room remained silent as the girl's footsteps echoed in the hallway. Loki didn't really care, because he knew she'd be back just in time for Yamino's cooked dinner. But just as he was about to relax, something triggered at the back of his head.
Something was watching him.
He twirled his head quickly and looked outside the window behind him, but there was nothing to be seen.
"Loki-sama?" Yamino perked his head in curiousity.
"Daddy? What happened?"
"It's nothing," Loki stated, as he returned to his natural pose. Unsure, but satisfied with the answer, Yamino resumed his chores. Fenrir was just content enough to be curled up on Loki's lap.
Loki turned on the TV to listen to the news, and it was only immediately that his eyes and ears were perked, and the broadcaster had his full attention.
*****
"Papa, I'm home!" Mayura's voice echoed through the traditional house, but there was no reply.
She never knew whether her father would be home or not anymore. Not since she started spending so much time at Loki's house. There was no note left or anything, which meant he probably assumed she was still at Loki's. That pretty much meant he'd be home within two or three hours.
She wasn't really mad with Loki. Sure, she was mad at him when he teased her, but she just felt the need to leave. To think. Loki's disappearance occured a week ago, and she was particularly careful in poking her nose in his business from then on. She had pondered ever since; up until now, she still pondered about those mysterious glowing red eyes of his. There were so many questions she wanted answered. However, she felt strongly that if she asked, there was a high possibility of Loki disappearing again. Since then, she minded her own business.
Loki fascinated her. He was a weird mystery himself.
At that instant, her deepest desire was to become a super-sleuth; one who could even decode the code Loki has written himself in.
She walked into her room to leave her stuff, only to find her window open. But not only was her window open, the most beautiful raven was sitting on her desk. It seemed to be wearing meticulously embroidered garments. They were rather small, and with all the jewels, it would make one wonder how it flies. The raven just stared at her as she slowly crept forward. It wasn't scared at all. In fact, it seemed to take as much interest in her as she did in the raven. Mayura soon snapped out of her trance when she noticed what the raven was holding in its beak.
"My photos!" Mayura gasped.
This scared the raven, and it took flight, along with one of Mayura's photos, with Mayura yelling and chasing after it. She just developped them, and was hoping to put them in a photo album. She looked through the photos to see which one it took.
"AHH!! The picture of me with Loki-kun!!!!!" She whined. It was one of the only pictures that not only Loki looked good in; she looked pretty good in the picture herself. She dragged herself to the living room and sighed, telling herself it's not a once in a life-time opportunity. She sat down and turned on the TV.
"...wasn't just yesterday. Doctors found no reason for the person to have fallen in a coma, and was never thought of having something more involved when today, six more people fell into a similar coma, all happening around the Midorigi park..."
Mayura's eyes widened at this new piece of information. It was a mystery, that was for sure. And according to her, this couldn't have been just a mere coincidence. The immediate thought that was slapped into her mind was going down to Loki's, and reporting what she had just found out.
Completely forgetting about her homework, she ran to the entrance, slipped on her shoes, and she was gone in an instant.
*****
"Where were you?" Loki asked as he was waiting in the entrance. "I was sure you would've been here sooner."
Mayura pouted. "Hey, I got here as fast as I could!! What're you waiting around there for, anyways? We're going to miss the mystery!!!"
"It's not going to run away..." Yamino assured. "However, it's a rather big concern that people are mysteriously falling unconcious..."
Mayura wasn't listening. She was already on her way, fired up for solving another wierd mystery. Loki sighed, and followed the transformed girl, now wearing glasses that would make one wonder how exactly she could see through them. It was at a point like this he almost wished he didn't know her. However, even though he made it clear that if a mystery came, he would go without her, he still couldn't help but wait for Mayura. It wasn't really that much of an emergency to him, although something really bothered him about this. There was a lingering familiar feeling that he just couldn't shake off. He didn't even notice that they were at the park, until Mayura started yanking at his sleeve.
"Loki-kun!" Mayura said cheerfully, grabbing Loki's arm. She completely interrupted his train of thought, like usual.
Loki yelped, and looked at Mayura with a rather annoyed look. "What now??"
Mayura pointed at a shy photographer, giggling with glee. "He's gonna take our picture! Cuz you see, the picture Yamino-kun took for us before, an odd looking crow stole it, so I want another one! He isn't asking for much either, so...!"
He looked at the photographer's basket. He was charging a low price, that was for sure. But the basket only held a few mere coins. He became lost in thought again as Mayura babbled and ranted on. However, it wasn't long until he was interrupted again. Mayura had begun pinching his cheeks, making sure he was listening.
"You *HAVE* to smile!" Mayura stressed.
"Mayura..."
"A nice, PRETTY smile!"
"...Mayura..."
"You always smirk!"
"Mayu-"
"Smirks aren't nice!"
"MAYURA!"
Mayura blinked.
"You never get serious, do you?? I thought we came here on a cas-"
Before Loki could finish his sentence, Mayura had dragged him to pose in front of the camera man.
"Now, smile!" She ordered. "Jeez, it's not like you haven't taken a picture before, Loki. It's just another regular camera. Like it'll take your SOUL or something."
Loki was not amused. For one, he really didn't like anyone taking his picture. For another, he was really hoping he could find out what EXACTLY was causing the comas within the victims. It was definitely unnatural. And the cause only happened at the park. Loki sighed hoplessly as Ecchan settled himself on Loki's head, poised and ready for a photo. Yamino frowned in disapproval, but like usual, he couldn't really do anything except watch.
'Not like it'll take your soul...'
Soul...
"Uhmm... sorry I'm taking so long..." the nervous photographer stumbled. "My camera's been acting up lately... and... well... Anyways! Say cheese!"
There. He felt it there. He took immediate reaction; it wasn't long before the photographer's camera met the ground. Mayura stared in disbelief, and Ecchan landed softly beside her, blown off by the force Loki had created.
"Loki-kun... what..."
"I apologize..." Loki said, looking at the shocked photographer. "...but that camera... don't use it."
"But... that camera... my..."
"I can reimburse you for it." Loki was really glad Thor wasn't around to give him a lecture about having an attachment to objects, especially after he found out what the real problem was.
"Loki-kun! How could you??" Mayura fumed sternly.
"I already apologized." Loki explained. It turned out she wasn't listening to him, however, because now her attention was drawn to a moving camera. Of course, she couldn't see the huge evil spirit towering over her. The photographer was able to, quite clearly, actually. He was already almost out of sight in fear.
"NO!" Loki gasped, kicking the camera away. He smashed it with the end of his staff. And surprisingly, that was the end of it.
Yamino ran up to Loki, completely unknowing of what had just happened.
"Andvari's ring... it took the souls of the people making their bodies lifeless shells..." Loki murmured.
"Andvari...!!? Wasn't that the ring that..." Yamino started, shock blatant in his voice.
"Yes, the ring that almost killed me. Odin's still trying to kill me..."
Yamino frowned. "Even if you want nothing from him anymore?"
"I still want revenge on him, Yamino. Because Hel..." Loki looked down in sorrow.
"...and the victims?" Yamino tried to change the subject slightly.
"Their souls were only held within the ring. They'll be returned shortly..."
"What're you guys talking about?" Mayura popped inbetween them, causing them to slightly freak out.
"UHMM..." Yamino started.
"Well... you see..." Loki continued.
"We were... were... ROLEPLAYING!" Yamino babbled out.
Loki gave him a puzzled look. "Roleplaying???"
"Yes! Because, you see... all of a sudden, I was greatly inspired with a new idea, and... I just HAD to roleplay it out! Loki has some pretty good ideas, you know." Yamino nervously covered.
"You guys are weird," Mayura stated, lifting an eyebrow. "I never knew you guys took up an interest in roleplaying! It's the latest hit in school lately though, so it's no wonder. We should do that sometime!"
Loki gave an unsatisfied look to Yamino, but all Yamino could do was return an apologetic face.
*****
Mayura had dragged them to look around the park all day for clues, but she had finally given up. Especially after Loki convinced her the victims were already okay, and there would be no happenings anymore. After complaining some, she took Loki and Yamino to the nearest sticker booth. After all this work, she wasn't about to go home empty handed. She looked at her half of the stickers. Again, the pink pillow with a face mysteriously appeared on Loki's head, and he had that AWFUL smirk again. But she took that back. It wasn't really awful at all. In fact, if Loki hadn't smiled like that, it wouldn't be Loki
at all. That was just the way Loki is, and for what reason, she'll probably never know. She was at a loss, for this was one mystery that will remain unsolved. Not unless she wanted to break her friendship with Loki.
*****
A space this big was completely wasted; a huge palace hall endowed with grand, blood-coloured velvet curtains, small pillars lining the hallway as they kissed the floor... and stairs leading up to an area with a throne, with a wide balcony not far behind. It was completely empty, as if a kingdom had died. The atmosphere was quite fitting, too. Cold, and silent.
"Huginn..." summoned a soft, icy voice from the balcony. An arm was extended, and a black raven, embroidered with jewels, came to rest on it.
The raven adjusted itself after its long trip, and settled down, staring into his master's deep dark eyes. These dark eyes led into a river of long, wispy, white hair. The raven held a photograph in its beak, and insisted that his master should take a look. After a long silence, the man dressed in elegant clothing fit for a king took the photo and slowly closed his eyes.
"I see..." he concluded, as if he just had a conversation with the raven. "Then you are to continue, Huginn, with your brother Muninn. You are to watch their actions carefully."
He lifted his arm, and the raven took flight. The raven was soon joined by another, dressed in the same embroidery as he. The man stood in silence for a while, watching over the misty valleys and firey mountains, as if he were pondering. He took leave of the balcony and placed himself in the throne.
"Then I shall give my dear adopted brother a visit..." he murmured as his lips curled into a sadistic grin. "We shall soon find out... what exactly... his attachment to the human world is."
He stood up before the empty hallway, as if there were people that would mysteriously appear to bow down before him.
"Ragnarok won't be far off if you keep this up, dear Loki..." the voice hissed. "But never fear, for I will kill you before that happens..."
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Phew, I'm tired! I have so many ideas for this fic, so I'm hoping they will all work out!
Perhaps it is kinda odd that I'm still adding, using norse myths to continue the story plot. But that will slowly disappear.
I will bring in more Loki and Mayuraness in due time. ^_^;; Hopefully the New Year won't be too busy to prevent me from
writing. ^_^ I'm actually kind of excited... _ ahahah. That's what makes me all the more pathetic. YAY.
Until chapter 2!