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<sup>Her knuckles pressed into her cheek and her lips were parted in a blasé grimace. She sat in a window seat, staring out into the angry dark skies. Lightning lit up her face and she felt the electricity in the air as the thunder boomed across the horizons. Of all the days she had chosen to visit Midgard, she had to choose the one in which it rained, and raindrops indeed pelted against the window in a staccato rhythm.

Amora sighed, disliking being here, but it was not as if the other realms hosted any other entertainment. Asgard was flourishing at the moment and any trouble she could cause there would be unsatisfying. She could relish in it for only a short time before she realized there no one to share the laughs with. Yet Midgard, it always seemed to be a worthy distraction. With mortals and their defenses, so vulnerable and weak, just a simple cultivation of thought could send them into rages, lusts, and all plethora of emotions, but they are nothing to her. The mortals are not her focus at the moment.

Why was Amora there? She simply wished to escape Asgard for the time being. She had returned there to regain her magic and found that nothing had changed in all her time away, nothing at all. Odin still ruled, Frigga still spun her tapestries of fate. Everything was bright and beautiful and everyone took it all for granted. She was sickened of Asgard so retreat to Midgard she had. She raised the glass that been at the tips of her free hand to her lips. Iced-tea, cool and refreshing in the summer and an escape from the humidity that lingered outside, cultivated and a catalyst for the storm that churns about the city. The thunder and lightning remind her of home, reminded her of the Thunderer, Thor, himself. His hammer, the lovely gift from the All-father he had received called upon such elements and the skies would cloud over. She was not looking for Thor, however.

No, she had come to Midgard in search of another; someone she had greatly missed in her travels. The only being who had ever walked Asgardian soil and to whom she was loyal to. The only person she could honestly call friend: the Trickster God, now dubbed God of Evil, Loki.

Yet she had no luck in locating him thus far. She took another sip of the sweet drink. At least Midgard could distract her until that moment.</sup>

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lyrics; love the way you lie pt. 2 by rihanna feat. eminem
listening to; heads will roll by yeah yeah yeah
word count; 419
credit; to brooke from caution

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This was one of the lesser destroyed, Loki didn't even know why he was here. Maybe it was the pure fact of there were humans here. It was a little like it was before. Not to say that he did actually miss it. Because he didn't. The world had taken a radical change to what he wanted it to. It was no longer fight to keep evil at bay. Evil always finds a way. It was only a matter of time before it did. It was now kill or be killed in many of the cities. The humans fighting one another, the clones. It was all too much fun to watch. Let alone set people up to fail, fall perish. Not many heroes were actually fighting him any more. They were for the most part in hiding. The clones were enough to keep them occupied. It was so much easier to work behind the scenes. Pulling subtle threads to stack the deck. This was his amusement, This was a veritable play ground of chaos.

Though something had drawn him to this particular point. It was an energy foreign, an in the same token familiar. Like a voice long forgotten. Loki had followed it to a small cafe'. He saw her, in the window. Amora, the Enchantress. One of the few he would be himself around. The stormy weather was no issue to him. He cared not if he was now soaked to the bone from walking in it. His He rapped the back of his knuckles upon the window to draw her attention away before he vanished, appearing next to her in the cafe', Loki unbuttoned the buttons on his suit jacket as he sat down next to her. Basically dripping from the rain. He smirked lightly.

"Bored are we?"

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<sup>She watched the water condense on the outside of the glass. There was yet another reason to come there; one that the very ground about her trembling and not with the vibrations of thunder. This was one of the more intact places on Midgard. Everywhere else the forces of good and those of evil clashed, without discretion any longer the clones were hunting like rabid wolves, slavering for blood. Amora tapped her fingers atop the table. They were easy enough to deal with, but Amora didn’t feel like confronting the things yet. She wanted her bearings first. She had more important errands first. She had been watching the happenings on this world and knew it would be in the midst of it of it she would find her answers.

She had scarcely began to turn when the sharp tap on the window beside her called her attention. She snapped her head to glare at the mortal or creature would dare interrupt her reverie, but her face blanched in surprise and then delight when she saw the figure. It was more like a glimpse before he was at her side, soaked, but grinning that devious smirk she always knew to play about his lips and sparkle in his eyes.

Amor herself smirked and leaned on the table, watching him. “You have no idea. Bored, disgusted, you name a negative emotion and it is probably there amidst the jumble, but I knew if I wanted any entertainment I should seek you out. How much of this is your direct doing? And how much did you merely play pieces?”</sup>

[/color] She gestured around and crossed her legs beneath the table and leaned back.

She tucked some of her blonde hair behind her ear and smoothed out the fabric of her simple, yet stylish emerald dress. “It seems the mortals have fallen on tough times and,”[/color] she clucked her tongue, “there is not a lack of those who wish to take advantage of such havoc. I don’t speak of myself, not really. I have fondness of the Midgardian’s such as an owner does for a beloved pet, but it is quite amusing at the present to watch the powers battle. Good and Evil, Dark and Light, and it is laughable to believe they think such labels of black and white appropriate.”[/color]

She raised her glass to her lips again, “How is it so more complicated than that.”[/color] She smiled. “You know I was searching for you, and look here you are. Surely it is not boredom that drives you here, God of Lies, or shall I refer to thee as God of Evil now?”[/color][/sup][/blockquote]

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lyrics; love the way you lie pt. 2 by rihanna feat. eminem
listening to; seven nation army by the glitch mob
word count; 440
credit; to brooke from caution

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"Oooo, Sounds Like some one has not been very happy lately" He said in sarcasm to her statement about negative emotions. It was ironic. Purely for the fact that, he was nothing but negative emotions as of the late. It was as well a paradox, his hate and his rage had been his amusement. He arched a thin brow at her as she asked how much was his doing.


"The board set itself. I merely moved." It was truthful. an oddity no doubt, but those who knew him, knew that not everything Loki spoke of was a lie. He leaned forward onto the table resting his head in his hand, his elbow on the surface. His wet hair dripping water to the dry table top. Her words were interesting none the less. But it was merely chaos that he created what it caused was its own accord.

"Call me what you will. Most do anyways. Besides, I have always wanted to see Paris by fire light. " He laughed. "And Now I have, I watched it burn to the ground" part of him had forgotten that he virtually severed all ties with Asgard. No one had seen him like this except a few. Loki knew that Frigga had seen all of this coming, That Odin had done nothing, An Heimdall could only watch in horror.

"What interest do you have here now. Or was it really that boredom finally over took?"

He cared not about that she was bored. He knew there was some other motive to this as well.

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^{Amora snorted and mimicked Loki’s action. She laid her chin atop her fist. “You know better than I that mere boredom did not bring me here. And I were I claim that was all my motive you would call me out on it.”}

[/color] He could tell when anyone was lying and boredom, though a part was a sour motive to claim to come here and enter into this chaos. She turned her gaze to the window.

“The cauldron is boiling over here; the lines of battle are being drawn. The mortals, more and more perishing as the days continue, are falling to their knees and begging for salvation. They fear it is the end, and I have come to investigate.”[/color] She turned her head back to watch Loki. “I’m interested in what is happening. You see Asgard may be flourishing, but deep in its veins stirs a fear. You.”[/color] She pointed to him and smirked. “Part of me wonders if the whispers are true and if they are I muse what I would do.”[/color]

Amora didn’t lie to him, there would be no point. She has often though she knew she could become superfluous, not lied to him of her thoughts. “I see this world crumbling and you say you only played a hand, that I believe, but you are a crafty player and you never play without an end in mind. In Asgard people are calling you the harbinger of Ragnarok. They fear you are its guide. And they plead to Frigga to tell them of what her tapestries have revealed.”[/color] Amora smirked. “The All-Mother is ever silent and Odin, that fool…his visage has grown grimmer everytime I see him.”[/color]

She frowned in thought, “Something draws me here: lust for power, mere intrigue, I am not certain what it is, but it is not the simple product of boredom.”[/color][/sup][/blockquote]

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lyrics; love the way you lie pt. 2 by rihanna feat. eminem
listening to; archangel demo by two steps from hell
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credit; to brooke from caution

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"They are right to fear me. They're next." He said lightly, in all seriousness. She may be interested in what is happening but to what end would she play in it? Would she help or hinder? He cared not if he was going to die as well. That was perfectly fine with him. It was others that were bound to have problems with his ends. "I have yet to decide how I wish to go about it, but they have right to fear. They can cower and watch until it is their turn."

He cared not of what was going on there. It was more then humorous to hear that Odin may have been aware, knowing ones end approaching but having no power to stop it. It gave Loki the sickest pleasure to know that he was going to have the final word against them all. At that point though It may as well be a laugh rather then a word. His sanity had slipped. Further then they may have expected. Further then Amora thought.

Loki ran his fingers thought his wet jet black hair before he spoke, "Power, Perhaps, but it is far out of your control. I think your intrigue lead you. Your motives. Sound like you do not know yourself. Now the Question is, Will your actions help or hinder me"

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<sup>And Amora’s joy faded, not at the question and not even at his attitude. She knew that the Loki she had caused trouble with, the Loki she had befriended and been an ally to more times than she could count, was not the man before her. He had his aspects, but madness bloomed like a curse of blood. She hated that phrase as soon as it blossomed in her brain. Wasn’t that what started all of this?

The curse of blood, the distinction of races. One race stood, decked in false glory and talk and it conquered the others. And then it stole a child.

She stared into the tabletop. “They should be, you’re right. Asgard gave you what? Love? Acceptance,” she snorted softly. “They stole a child, claiming to love it, and raised it to hate the very blood that ran through its veins. They constructed their own funeral pyre.” She looked up at him. “Should I be afraid of you?" She shook her head. “Every single instinct in me screams that I should be, but I’m not.”

She laced her fingers in her lap and sighed. “I came to see this for myself, to watch the fires as they rose. You’re right, I am quite uncertain what lead me here, but I did not come to hinder you. I came here to make a decision.”

That decision was what helping and hindering meant when involved with him. Asgard, the way she viewed deserved every bit of their comeuppance. They deserved to be disgraced, and if any had a right to do it, then it was he. Amora knew that while Asgard had not always been kind to her, it was never with the same intent as Loki. Stolen from a race who did not want him for his differences, only to be thrust in another who judged him just as unfit, what better life had they given them? At least she was to their standards, she was not judged to be un-Asgardian in job, in appearance. They had a problem with her jobs and means, but never had they called her weak and made fun of her because she was not versed in the brutal dance of swords and steel that most Asgardian males were.

She knew she was lucky to have been female.

“Just out of logic, what physically could I do? You are stronger than me, you know this. You taught me much of my magic. You could destroy me without a thought for no other reason than I have given you such power by calling you my friend. You know my darkest secrets, my personality in and out. Trying to force you through conventional means to stop this would be unsuccessful.” She spoke honestly. “And beyond that, I’m not certain I wish to stop you from your ultimate goal. Asgard as a place strengthens my magic, but what ties have to its people? You know there are very few I would beg for. They have jaded me as well, though I know it is not to the extent of your experience. They made you feel foreign.”

She met his eyes. “I have no ties to its people. Furthermore, I’m uncertain where I stand on the flexibility of destiny. Everything that Frigga has woven has yet to be altered. Your birth, the discovery of your true heritage…all of it played out just as colorfully as those tapestries. Do I wish such a fate for you?” She shook her head. “No, not for you, but how powerful am I to tell the stitches of destiny to crumble and break.”

She inhaled and her countenance steeled. “I came to help you. You have changed drastically, but you are still my friend and whatever that word takes for its meaning, I have come to offer you help.” She nodded to him.</sup>

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lyrics; love the way you lie pt. 2 by rihanna feat. eminem
listening to; heads will roll by yeah yeah yeah
word count; 642
credit; to brooke from caution

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He Arched a brow when she started in on his past. Every fiber of every action of it created his rage, fueled his fire, dropped him into insanity, creating the catalyst for rapture. And yet he could at this moment careless about it. Had the words come from another's mouth he would have frozen their heart.

Then Crushed it with out even touching it.

Now that was an interesting point. Why didn't she fear him like the rest. Regardless of their friendship, one can still fear the other. Perhaps it was more of a fear for him then of him.

They had both been given the short end of the stick from the word go. Loki thrust into a life that was no right, taking roles that would only lead to their entire destruction. Why not? Someone had to be given the short end of the stick. Growing up in the shadows of two brothers, Balder, Who Loki killed in cold blood. Though no one knew the true end of the tale, it had been done to look like an accident. An Thor, Who could seemingly do no wrong. The Thunderer was nothing more then a dog. Throw a bone he fetched it. Until recently Loki knew that his adoptive brother had turned to nothing short but a narcissist

It would only be easier to construct his down fall.

"So the thought to stop me is still there. I see, " He thought for a moment. "It seems if though anything, you would manage to execute it by ways I would not look to foresee, the unexpected. Now that I know or assume to know. Such methods would be futile. But you also know that there is no point in trying to lie to me." It sounded as though she was taking pity on him, just because of his treatment. How had he not seen this before. Though Loki did let her use him before. He stared right back into her eyes when Amora met his.

"I do beleive, my dear Enchantress, The real question is. Is it the help I want Or the help one such as yourself thinks I need?"

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<sup>She could see it, what he thought she was doing. Amora frowned deeply and said nothing for a moment, nothing would be accomplished if she lashed out at him in irritation that he thought this some trick of hers to use him. He assumed she merely pitied him and there was no question that she did feel bad for him, living has he did behind the visages of two brothers who were ever more favored than him, but that was not it, it hardly scratched the surface. Her actions would have been vastly different had she merely acted out of pity.

She sighed a rolled her eyes, “I cannot lie to you, this you’ve said. And it is true so hear the truth in my words.”</sup>

[/color] She uncrossed her arms and leaned over the table to stare directly at him. “I should have known you would construe my words. It is true my tongue can wind quite a pretty sentence, but had mere sympathy led me here, as your eyes clearly believe it to, and which I cannot blame you for believing, but it’s untrue. Had I merely been driven by pity I have fallen on my knees, kneeled before you, perhaps have lied fully at your feet and begged you.”[/color] She clasped her hands together and gave a mock performance seeped in the obvious disgust she held for such actions.

“Oh please, Loki, turn away from this path, return to the side of good, I’m certain you and Odin can set aside your differences. He never meant to cast you aside.”[/color] Amora scoffed. “Please, give me at least that much credit.”[/color] She sat back.

“If I beg you for anything it would be,”[/color] she smirked, “well we’ve been lovers before I’m certain your imagination can fill in those blanks.”[/color] She re-crossed her legs beneath the table. “But you are right, the idea to stop you is still on the table, but only if I believe it will have the most benefit for you.” Her features softened.

“I meant it when I said you were my friend and I care because you were there when no else cared for me and you have never not been. We’ve had our differences, of course, and who wouldn’t have them after living as long as we have, but my loyalty to you has never diminished. I am a vain, lustful Goddess who hungers for power and control, but at least with you, I can pick my battles,”[/color] she laughed, “well most of the time.”[/color]

She steepled her fingers and leaned her chin on them, "Your last question. I have no answer for yet. I do not want this fate for you, I said that. It is horrible burden and I can see the change it has had on you. Yet I believe Asgard deserves the fires of Hel to engulf it. Asgard’s glory is reaching an end, Ragnarok will cleanse it.” She pursed her lips. “But I will admit fear of my own death. Yet I would rather die helping you in some way than merely stand to the side.”[/color]

She kicked her legs idly beneath the table, face drawing in rumination. She worried her bottom lip. “Do you wish for my help? In ushering this all in?"[/color]

She would not deny confliction, but she could help him, would help him. Maybe she wasn’t certain of the best way how, her own feelings muddled in values and beliefs, but she wanted to aid him.[/sup][/blockquote]

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lyrics; love the way you lie pt. 2 by rihanna feat. eminem
listening to; heads will roll by yeah yeah yeah
word count; 582
credit; to brooke from caution

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Loki leaned back and watched her. The false performance was amusing at best, but thats all it was. She admitted to it. "You know as well as I do that if I wanted any one to beg, I would simply make them." He interjected coldly. "I am not even sure if such things are possible. The Ragnarok cycle has started. The only way to slow its motion is to slow my own. Killing me is certainly out of the Question. Only Its end will bring about my own. " His word were true, Though it must have a been a frightful thing for any one to hear a being speak of their own end with such disregard.

She did certainly have a way of picking her battles, This one however, was a losing one. Nothing was going to come between him an finishing this. "Let me say this, Nothing on this plane or the next will stop me from bringing this. Amora, I will kill you if you try and intervene. " Granted they had been both friends and lovers, the God she loved was not the same before her. They were very much akin. The old was Mischief with a love for jokes and trouble. This one, was Evil, Hell bent on bringing it all crashing down.

Though that meant that either side she chose would mean death. Either choice, it was by his hands, directly or indirectly. It was her choice. Fight to Save Loki from himself or Help the God of evil fulfill his part in fate.

"The choice is yours in the end. I care not which, the end will still be the same. It with either quicken it or slow it. Simple as that. "

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<sup>She had been told to expect this. She had in fact expected this when she chose to seek him out; no one had need to tell her, but listening to him now, maybe she had only thought she was prepared to hear his words. How prepared was anyone to hear a man speak so candidly about his impending death, a death Amora knew she couldn’t stop completely, a destiny she couldn’t stop completely. She curled her fists atop the table and her eyes darkened. It was not in anger directed at him mere frustration at every single swing of a perpetual clock, every stitch of the threads that wove Frigga’s tapestries.

She unfurled one of her hands and ran it through her hair, repeating the action. Her leg also began to move beneath the table as if the physical was manifesting the mental. Her mind was abuzz.

“Did I say I wished to kill you?”</sup>

[/color] She finally asked, green eyes locking on him. “Did I say I doubted you would kill me? Are you so jaded that forget who I am? You who knew me better than perhaps I know myself.”[/color] She shook her head and then disappeared from her seat only materialize on the floor beside Loki. She just watched him and then turned away.

“You think I don’t know I can’t stop it? That if I wanted to I could only halt it?”[/color] She paced. “I never said I wanted to stop you. Just that I wish this wasn’t your burden. You know you have changed and I apologize that you had to, though my words are little to sooth you.”[/color]

She stopped and took a deep breath. “It is your destiny to bring about Ragnarok, the best I could to is to try and slow it, but it will come all the same. I don’t want to stop it. I only want to do what is best for you.”[/color] She leaned on the table and looked back at him.

“If you are set on bringing Asgard and all the realms to their end, then I will help you. I will help you bring Ragnarok. You will sense that I am conflicted on the decision, but that is to be, I suppose. I will not hide my reservations from you.”[/color][/sup][/blockquote]

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listening to; heads will roll by yeah yeah yeah
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credit; to brooke from caution

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Clearly by her actions, something that Loki had said truly disturbed her. Perhaps it was the idle comment he made about his own end. Perhaps there was something far more to it then that "And why would it not be mine? Who else could possibly be responsible for such things. Have you not seen the hand I have already been dealt? Why would it spare me from further pain? No, I had to learn to accept it"

Granted he did not process the information the proper way, It did not come across as duty, but a cruel final joke. An that was the fundamental flaw that finally brought the intricate architecture of his mind crumbling. There were few that ever claimed to do what was best for him, in fact very few. Three being tops. Oh well. It was far to late for such things now.

Odin would have locked him away, in torturous ways of endless pain for eternity. Just to prolong the end. In fact such things had happed before already. All of it nothing short of cruel or unusual. Loki had his lips sewn shut, locked beneath the worlds in a realm of total silence and poison dripped into his eyes for centuries on end. All any of it did was fuel the impending insanity.

"Your going to help me? " Granted he was skeptical about it, though he would not turn down the help.

"Very well"

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^{Why should it not be him? Why? He asked that, but she did not answer him, instead she fixed her features into determination and nodded, “I said I would did I not?”}

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Amora had always started with the intent to help him with whatever his current scheme, plan, end was. She never offered him her loyalty without meaning it, but she and he knew that she had turned her back on him more than once. She never did it to harm him or directly betray him, but in the past he had done things that ended up in almost disaster. It was these failures that had led him to the punishments he now so nonchalantly mused upon only quickening the deterioration of his mind. Now it was all blood, death, and the all-consuming inferno known as madness and rage. Loki would not serve a hot revenge, no his was biting and icy. Amora wrapped her arms around herself at that and took a deep breath.

She had always known Loki was capable of Ragnarok, but never did she think that fate could be so vile has to lump all such stigmas against him. Everything that happened to him had been under some plan of Odin’s to stop him, slow him from causing the Twilight of the Gods. She sneered and turned away to pick her feet over the floor.

It should have disturbed her that the air was so quiet. How many times had she travelled here to amuse herself, to peer in curiosity at the mortals, to toil with them and wished for the noise to dwindle, their numbers to fall. And now, now she missed it. Humans were such a stubborn race, possessing little to no power naturally in their majority and they built monuments, prayed to the Gods for their power, they destroyed the land, killed each other, all to leave something behind. They did not understand the mechanism that drove their existence and sustained the universe. Many were still in denial that in fact, everything was ending. And Amora was envious of them for their ignorance. She had not been allowed it, but she had herself to blame for that. She had wanted to see the future. Now she understood why such knowledge was a dangerous thing.

Yet she would not waste her breath on nostalgia, on wishes that would never come true. She missed the days when this wasn’t a worry, when she was not watching Midgard consumed in all its hate. This was no longer a game of chess where she would manipulate mortals to her bidding. This was serious, this was reality, and behind her sat its puppet master. All he did was pull the strings. She glanced at him out of the side of her eyes; a more appropriate term would be unraveled the strings. Everything was being rend at the seams. And she had just offered her assistance.

It sickened her. She hated watching her best friend shaped into this. She hated that she had no done more. She hated that if fate was always to be, that she would have been unable to have stopped any of this.

“Odin always knew.”[/color] She hissed softly. She paced back to the table and sat down, now opposite of him. “You were molded to do this from the moment of your first breath. I don’t wish this for you because no matter your legions, no matter what you do, in the end all that awaits you is loneliness, and you’re not alone, when this is all said and done you will be. And that is the cruelest joke that can be played to you. To hold all the cards and what is your reward?”[/color]

She pursed her lips, “Though I suppose death will be a respite.”[/color] [/sup][/blockquote]

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tagged; loki
lyrics; love the way you lie pt. 2 by rihanna feat. eminem
listening to; a new way to bleed by evanescence
word count; 633
credit; to brooke from caution

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Loki nodded accepting her choice. As forced as he felt her decision had been made.

Granted she had deserted him to take the fall before, Several times. Someone had to. It was his idea's normally. Except for the few that had been her, though he had only been involved and they thought him the grand orchestrator of it. Just from his past actions. An Loki had taken fall for her. Not that he minded. At that time. Any attention from Odin had been better then none.

He listened to Amora's words. They were too true. One had to be a bit suicidal to wish to bring the end of everything. Though Loki had been driven to the point to where he did not care anymore. If anything it would an escape from it all.

In the eyes of others he had always been the failure. "But have not I always been? My reward is the end. I have nothing left to attain. I have no purpose but this. Not any longer do I wish to rule, such dreams were foolish to rule, Thor was right about that. They all need to burn. " Loki paused for a moment, just that.

"I suppose I am ready for the end. No one been able to give me such a reprieve. I could not ask anyone to kill what was left of me, It would have not happened no matter what the weapon draw. I am cursed. To be truly Immortal. It is nothing short of it. "

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<sup>It was true, Amora had deserted him before, she knew so. Often when the plan seemed to be falling through or when she saw that his methods had gotten them into deep water, far deeper than she knew she could escape from, but Loki always managed to. Yes, he was often punished, but he always tricked his way out at some point. It did not make her feel any better about her crossings, however. She should never have let take the fall when he did, maybe then he could have been saved from this.

But she wouldn’t shy from helping him now, even though his goal was the absolute end. She had to help to know if there was a way to halt this, to calm him from his nefarious thoughts and ease the rage in his heart.

She nodded, features grim, “It just sounds like pitiful reward to me, but putting it as you do and knowing what has happened to you, I agree.”</sup>

[/color] She slid back into the booth. “What are plans to rule and grasp power when placed in a heart jaded as yours? Odin and his dogs have wrenched from you every happiness you could have ever had, what would ruling gain you?”[/color]

She shook her head. “Nothing, you’re right. To end it and to end your own suffering it all must fall to fire and then you can finally rest.”[/color]

She still was wishing that it would not have to fall to this. She supposed that no one had ever wished to see the end. Many of the gods were probably laughing, thinking it would not come in their extended, albeit not truly immortal lifetimes, but looking upon Loki.

He would do it. She could see that his want to vengeance was that high. And if there was one thing, she knew how powerful and almost unstoppable his determination could be.[/sup][/blockquote]

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tagged; loki
lyrics; love the way you lie pt. 2 by rihanna feat. eminem
listening to; heads will roll by yeah yeah yeah
word count; 316
credit; to brooke from caution