When Loki was taken from Jotunheim by Odin, Laufey was distraught. He searched for his son for centuries before finally coming to terms with the fact that his son is most likely dead. During this time, his wife gave birth to his daughter, Lola Laufe...
"What can I say? I'm my father's daughter." I shrugged, keeping the smirk as I stepped out of the carrier.
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My magic faded as I made sure my father made it to the palace safely. We were both now in our Jotun forms. Thor and Loki stayed on the ship on the outskirts of Jotunheim, where its warmer for them.
I made sure they both were in warm clothing before leaving them, of course. Can't have them dying of hypothermia.
Once my father was safe, I teleported back to the Asgardian Princes. Loki was hiding in the corner of the boat, for some reason. "Is he alright?" I asked his older brother.
"He's never liked the cold." Thor told me. Vague answer... it was a yes or no question, yet he avoided the topic.
"Well, he won't have to deal with it for any longer. I just need to know what the place looks like then I can teleport us there." I said.
"Read my mind." Thor suggested.
"Are you sure?" I needed to know he was definitely ok with it. He simply nodded his head and I looked into his mind. I saw a field outside of a tower with a colossal 'A' on it.
Simple enough.
I took us there, but left the boat. I'll be using that to get around, back home. I looked around to see if this was the right place and looked to Thor for confirmation. He nodded his head once with a small smile.
My frost giant form faded and I was left looking like a normal person. The two Princes strutted towards the tower and I followed on their heel.
The doors opened on their own. Maybe Midgard finally had citizens who possesed magic? I haven't been here in a while. The first time was whent the aliens landed what mortals call 'the pyramids of giza'. It's been about a century for me. The most recent was a decade ago in my time, 359 years ago in their time. It was 1663 here.
"Pointbreak, Reindeer Games, an unknown powerful individual has followed you into the premises. Should I report to Mr Stark for backup?" A voice from the ceiling said.
"No need, FRIDAY, she's a friend." Thor replied.
"Adding 'friend' the system." The ceiling said, "welcome, 'friend'."
"This is why I do not like Midgard." I muttered. "To damn reliant on technology."
"Damnit, Stark. You and your godsforbidden nicknames." I heard Loki whisper to himself. Thor led us into some metal contraption and told the ceiling to take us 'to the team'.
"Just so you are aware, if this falls, and I die, I am haunting your arse all the way from Hel." I informed the older brother as i looked out of the glass, just to see us rising above the ground. Thor just laughed and Loki smirked.
The metal doors opened and revealed a group of Midgardians, all sitting on sofas. They were talking and laughing, until a man noticed us.
"Hey, Princesses. Who's the new chick?" He said.
"This is Princess Lola Laufeysdottir. Tony, she'll be staying here for a while, if that's alright." Thor left no room for debate, and the man, who was earlier called Tony, nodded his head.
"What can you do?" A man with sandy blonde hair asked.
"Sorcery, hand-to-hand combat, and whip work." I replied.
"Whip work?" He questioned.
I materialised my whip, and showed him what I meant.
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"The whip, itself, is made out of sharp iron blades. The handle has a smooth leather wrap on it. The blue pulsation you see is currents of ice. If the victim doesn't die from the wound, the frost that would enter their system would certainly end their life." I explained as i let the man examine it.
"This is amazing." He breathed. He handed it back and I vanished it to the pocket realm.
"What other cool toys have you got?" A redhead asked me. I smirked as I walked over to the table infront of the sofas and summoned the weapons that are safe for the midgardians to touch.
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"A wyvern tail?" Loki whispered, half stated half asked, as his fingers grazed the structure.
"Took me centuries to aquire it. Try it, if you wish." I said to him. He gingerly picked up the whip and turned around. He flicked his wrist and the tail flung itself across the room, with a satisfying crack.
"That's amazing. " He breathed and set the whip back down.
I noticed that the redhead took a liking to a dagger with a rose gold handle. "That was one of the first blades I made. I was focused more on how it looked, than how durable, or easy to use, it was. Keep it, i am sure you will have better use for it." I said to her.
"Really?" She asked with a slight smile and wide eyes. I nodded once and her grin widened. "Thanks." She said.
"Thor, Loki. I'm keeping your friend." She said to the princes when I turned around.
"Mr Stark! Mr Stark, I- Oh, hello Mr Odinson, Mr Laufeyson. Its nice to see yous again." A kid announced. It took a second, only a second, to register what he said.
"Laufeyson?"
An- And that's another chapter done! As for the whole, "lost two children" thing, all will be explained shortly. The blade that Nat was given is the one into the bottom right corner. Obviously, none of the blades are mine, Ifound them on the internet. And the reason Lola couldn't simply teleport into Jotunheim is because the shields she put up prevents anyone using sorcery to enter.
