A Raven caws as it flies through the sky as it flew through the borders of the cosmos.

Once mankind accepted a simple truth; that they were not alone in this universe. Some worlds, man believed home to their Gods. Others they knew to fear. From around the cold and darkness came the Frost Giants

The Raven flew into an snowing area that was windy with the snow and ice covering it. It then flew over a mountain that was at the top of the realm with Laufey sitting on his throne with a female Jotun at his side.

Forged in a body of ice with eyes red as blood, the Frost Giants took their toll on war. Threatening to plunge the world into a new ice age

An army of Asgardian soldiers marched through the realm as they marched towards an incoming fleet of Jotuns running towards them. The battle was vicious until it blurred.

The Asgardian army drove the Frost Giants back into the heart of their own world. In the end, their king fell. And the source of their power was taken from them

The Casket of Ancient Winter was picked up from it's stand as the realm of Jotunheim began to crumble.

With the last great war ended, Jotunheim's queen, Laufette, was giving birth to her child...

Lightning striked as the crying of a baby was heard.

...but King Laufey saw the size of the bastard child as an insult of the dying breed and ordered an execution on the newborn

The baby in the blanket was casted through the cosmos before it landed on the ground in front of a forest. The child began to cry until a figure landed near the small thing and picked up the sack. Moving the sack from its face, it was the face of a baby. The figure was seen more clearly as a woman with giant wings and curled horns.

It was introduced to not only a woman, but a fairy. Her name was Maleficent, and she claimed the child as her own. She named the boy, Loki, which means "Ice Man"

There were flashbacks of the past events.

Over the years, Loki grew in a place of wonder. As he grew, so did his home. Until that fateful day when darkness took over him. His mother was lost to him at the hands of treacherous betrayal by a lover who took her out of greed. Filled with rage, Loki cursed the infant daughter, Silena, of his lover, now King. But over the years, he realized that he had grown fond of the princess, feeling an attraction that he knew not. A great battle took place upon the palace of Asgard as Loki killed the man he once loved. As the years passed, Loki had what he wanted in the world. Love and compassion. But that soon turned dark as his goddaughter was taken from him. Until Asgard had a new ruler, the wicked queen, Ravenna. She took Loki prisoner for ten years and he met a man. Not just any man. He was a huntsman. Eric was his name. The two felt a love that Loki never thought he would have again. His mother came to the light as she awakened from her rest. Together, they defeated Ravenna and her reign of darkness was vanquished. But that was just the beginning. Showered by the dark of night, that night changed the life of all...

At night, the kingdom of Asgard came into view before hooves of horses hit the ground as they approached the kingdom. Guards ran to try and close the gates but the horses approaching were so fast, they knocked down the soldiers and bursted into the boundary of the palace. Torches were lit as they were thrown at the houses of civilians. The flames were ablaze as civilians screamed and ran before the fires got bigger inside the market and towards the palace. The horses bursted through the palace doors before the commotion was blurred by the flames.

Loki was resting within the Hometree on some of the top branches. Sleeping, Loki stirred from his sleep as he opened his eyes to notice the stars were still among the sky and the moon bright among the stars. Looking to the land below him, he saw the small colorful lights that light up parts to the land. Smiling as he saw its beauty, he then looked around and then to the Kingdom of Asgard, the city was glowing as it always was.

The Jotun noticed something was odd. It glowed too brightly. It was rather unusual. He hoped to get a closer look till he heard faint screams and cries. With widened eyes, Loki then noticed the smoke. With smoke, there was fire. "Mother. Mother!" He looked around for her. He felt his heart ache inside. Eric was there and had no idea if he was okay. Loki watched on, knowing if he got there that he would be too late to help Asgard. Tears started to form as they then started to fall.

Days later, Asgard lost its gold and light once again as the Dark Elves took control of the kingdom. It was once peaceful yet slightly balanced when Eric took the throne as King. But due to this outrage of hate, and chaos, Asgard was once again shackled in darkness. Dark Elves patrolled the streets and ports throughout the kingdom as the hangings of the innocent were held to this day.

A few Asgardians; men, women, and children, were shackled from their feet, to their hands, as they were forced to a row of gallows, seven at a time. A Dark Elf started to announce over the silence. "In order to effect a timely halt to deteriorating conditions, and to ensure the common good, a state of emergency is declared for these territories. By decree of His Majesty, Lord Algrim, and according to martial law, the following statutes are temporarily amended: right to assembly, suspended", he announced before seven pairs of feet came into view at the bottom of the platform. "Right to habeus corpus, suspended", another seven pairs of feet showed at the bottom. "Right to legal counsel, suspended", then another pair. "Right to verdict by a jury of peers, suspended", then another. "All persons convicted of sorcery use, or aiding a person convicted of sorcery use, or associating with a person convicted of sorcery use, shall be sentenced to hang by the neck until dead", the next seven people walked onto the platform: five men, one woman...and one small child. A female. A young girl. Wearing poor clothing that was never tended to with soot covering her face, arms, and legs. She was bare footed. No shoes. But had something in her hand that she seemed to be fondling with. She looks up at the noose above her before she looks back down. She began to sing:

"The king and his men, stole the queen from her bed. And bound her in her bones. The seas be ours, and by the powers, where we will, we'll roam", she sang in her dry and soft voice before the executioner placed her on top of a barrel so she could reach the noose. It was silent for a moment before a man with a noose around his neck began to sing. "Yo, ho, all hands, hoist the colors high", just then, everyone on the platform began to sing in unison. "Heave ho, thieves and beggars, never shall we die", eventually, every condemned prisoner in the courtyard began to join before they stomped their feet and wrists to make the shackles jingle. "Yo ho, all together, hoist the colors high"

The same Dark Elf who made the call earlier, ran to Lord Algrim, the leader, as the prisoners continued to sing in the background. "Lord Algrim! They've started to sing, sir", he tells him before Algrim makes a small smirk. "Finally", he simply responds. The prisoners continued their singing as the young girl clutched the token in her hand. "Heave ho, thieves and beggars, never shall we die", she sang just before the executioner released the platforms underneath their feet. It then dead silent as the token slowly drops. It makes a hollow sound while it twirls in midair, then spinning on where it landed before it fell flat. The message has been sent...

Misty morning of the Moors, a young man was walking through the forest, with no real motive on where to go. His hair, black as a raven, his skin slightly pale. Robes of back, and some green to complement. Black pants and black boots, the young man's green eyes were slightly fogged with his thoughts on his lover, Eric, former King of Asgard where he learned news of the man's death. The rule of the Dark elves now all over Asgard and no one able to help the citizens of Asgard. This hurt Loki, wishing he could have done more, though wondered why Eric didn't ask for help. Why he let the Kingdom try to fight on their own. He didnt understand.

Walking aimlessy and obviously bored due to nothing to do at all, however ended up at a lake and a waterfall. Loki looked at it before he stripped out of his clothes to only his pants, setting them on a tree till he got back. Setting his shoes next to the tree as well, Loki got into the lake, not affected by the cold it gave to his skin as he got in. Holding his breath, Loki dived in the rest of the way, swimming beneath the water's surface. Mainly to clear his head. It always worked too.

The water was gentle yet peaceful as the mist nearly swallowed up the water's surface. The water swished side by side before something dove into the water. Swimming in the darkness, near the light that the Jotun swam, a scale reflected in the light as a fin swam with it. Below Loki, a figure began to swim slowly and gracefully up towards him. A female face with what looks like hair began to come into view of the darkness as she continued to come up. Her brown hair was loose in the bay of water as it flowed freely while covering most of her chest. Her pale skin blended in with the scales of the tail that was half of her body with a fin. She began to hum a melody; it sounded clear as day, rather than muffled. She swam past Loki before her tail brushed against his hand.

Swimming through the water, Loki could feel his hair brush against the back of his neck from time to time, but he soon stopped once he felt deep enough, within the lake and with having practice, Loki tried to keep himself within the water, looking up from toward the surface and looked at the blurry sky above that was hard to see. Looking away and around, Loki continued his swim till he noticed something from the corner or his eye. Loki was a bit unsure what he saw but he noticed some scales that reflected within the light, and then a fin. He was unsure what he had seen, but he noticed then that there was a female like face that come from the darkness of the lake.

Loki noticed her features from head to fin, astonished to see what seemed to be a mermaid. Noticing a hum, the Jotun was confused and wondered if it was the mermaid that was humming. It confused him because of how clear it sounded, not muffled like he thought it would be. Noticing her pass by him, Loki watched her, turning as she swam and feeling her tail brushed against his hand. Though realizing about himself, he needed to go for air.

The beautiful creature swam once again near him before it managed to show itself clearly, head to tail. It was astonishing to see these water creatures who were female, especially for their beauty. But they were very different if they came across an invader. Some of these female spirits, to Loki, were angels and guardians. Harmless like the rest of the forest residents. But like the tree guardians, they can be offensive. But they were never that way to Loki. They were his friends, his comrades, his family. They were there for him, same for himself being family to them.

The female creature, known as the mermaid, swam from below him and around him before her delicate hands were brushing against his pale skin. On his abdomen, then to his shoulder. Her hazel-green eyes looked at him as she smiled gently and small. But it soon faded when she realized that he needed air. Placing her hands on his cheeks, she leaned in and kissed him, letting him absorb her air as well as, unknowingly, her magic. She kept her lips on his own before she let go. That was until she delicately took his hand and guided him. Deeper into the cavern that was lighted by the blue water, more female figures approached them as two more mermaids joined them on their swim, singing the same tune.

Seeing the creature more closely, though close in front of him, he had felt her hands brushing up against his abdomen, and then his shoulder. He noticed that she was indeed a mermaid and one he knew and became, friends and family with her and her kin. Feeling her hands on his cheeks, she noticed her lean in and kiss him. He felt her helping her breath but had not noticed the magic he had adsorbed from her. Once she had let go and pulled away, he noticed that he could breath under water. realizing this, he sighed in relief, though she took his hand. Loki let her guide him to where she wanted to take him. Swimming with her to the deeper part of the Cavern, the Jotun saw more of her kin as they joined him. hearing their song as they hummed their tune together. Loki smiled as he swam with them happily. No longer troubled with the world for now.

The mermaids were well known for their beauty and agelessness, meaning that their current physical appearance will never change. They stayed the same age ever since they were born. Even though they're a bit smaller than Loki now than in the past, the Jotun never criticizes their differences. The mermaids weren't born with names, so Loki actually called this mermaid "Syrena" when they first met when he was a boy. She and the prince recognized a quality in each other and they became allies. This wasn't love, but it was a romantic friendship.

Syrena guided him into the blue-lighted cavern as the scales on her tail glowed in luminescence of the light. As the two mermaids were swimming by their side, humming their tune, their attention was mostly on Loki. Unlike Syrena, her sisters were far more aggressive after seeing a new arrival entering their territory. Since Syrena didn't trust them to be near him, she would always find Loki first at the surface. It was just for his safety. This didn't mean that Loki couldn't trust the mermaid kin, but he just needed to be careful when around them.

As they reached the end of the tunnel, the next cavern was filled with pulsing blue vines that dangled from the ceiling. It looked like the lights were becoming bright, then dimming, and repeating. Syrena guided Loki through the vine-like cavern before stopping in front of one. She took his hand and guided it to one blue vine. "Touch", she said simply with softness before letting go of his hand, letting him touch it on his own. "Feel energy flow through you", she said as she stayed by his side.

Loki remembered the times that he had met and spent time with the mermaid Syrena when he was a child. She was what you could say, the odd ball of her kin, but Loki didn't care of the difference, only that he saw a friend, ally and relationship. Swimming with Syrena and her kin, Loki looked around, seeing that she guided him to the blue lighted cavern and how it illuminated everything in the water. He didnt miss the two pairs of eyes on him from the two other mermaids. He knew that they were more aggressive. He didn't mind being around them but always made sure to be careful. If he didnt know any better, he thought that if he didnt know any better that the reason Syrena made them calm somehow. It was a theory for him, though continued the swim with them. Seeing a new cavern, Loki noticed pulsing blue vines that he hadn't see before. The pulsing looked awfully like a heart beating, something that seemed to fascinate the Jotun. Being guided through the vines, and stopping before one, his hand being guided as if to touch it. With Syrena's words confirming this guidence, Loki did so, Smiling as he felt the energy, the pulse that was through it. Looking to Syrena with a smile, Loki though let go, the feeling of that pulse still tingled.

Syrena kept her eyes on the Jotun while she watches him touch the vines. She had to admit that the prince fascinated her somehow. Not to say that she was touched by his innocence, but it was his bravery and benevolence. Like as if she was falling in love. But she knew better since Loki was in love with Eric and not her. Remarkably, she didn't feel any jealousy to that. As a creature of nature and of the forest, it was her duty to keep him happy. Same for the rest of her kin.

Loki saved them once, by Ravenna. Since the forest had turned dark, the mermaids became vicious and bloodthirsty, feasting and drowning visitors instead of praising them. Syrena was sure that she was forced to do the same since the dying magic of the forest drained the gentle goodness in them, becoming deadly predators. But it wasn't long before the forest got its power back. They were whole and living again.

Syrena watched Loki touch the vines before she noticed him look back at her with a smile. She just realized that his emerald eyes were looking into her hazel-green ones. Suddenly, she made a smile before she giggled and swam behind a blue vine tree, hiding playfully. She made a giggle again. "Catch me", she chided in a sing-song tone with another giggle.

Loki raised a brow in suspicion as he saw her smile and giggle before swimming around a vine tree. He suspected that she was hiding. Hearing her giggle, the jotun smiled mischievously as he swam to try and find her behind some of the Vine trees nearby him, trying to find Syrena. She had the advantage since she was more agile in the water than he was.

There was another giggle before Syrena swam by him behind another tree. Looking around while hiding, she backed up so she could move into another one. Her brown hair flowed with her every move as the vines swayed side by side like a sea anemone. Her tail then accidentally got caught by the fronds of one of the hostile sea plants growing on the cavern's walls as it wrapped around her tail. Syrena felt herself get wrapped before the weed violently tugged her down as it pulled her. She tried to swim away, but the weed was so strong against her. She made a yelp of pain as it tugged her again. "Ow! Cut it out! Stop!", it pulled her before the weeds began to form and constrict as it began to form some kind of cage. "Loki, help! Loki!", she called desperately. "Help me! Loki!", she wailed in terror as she whimpered with the weed beginning to close her in, shutting her out from the light.

Loki giggled, looking around as he tried to find Syrena. The place was like a maze and so had no idea where she would be. Looking around, the Jotun swam around. Loki though noticed it had gone quiet a little too long. He remembered her playful giggles and was never quiet for too long. Looking around, Loki wondered where Syrena was, later to hear a yelp and then her voice calling out his name. Looking toward the sound of her voice, Loki swam toward her as fast as he could to see the weeds constrict and form around Syrena. Shocked, the Jotun swam over and layed his hand on the weeds, his hand began to ice up as he tried to frost the weeds, but not only that but made the water around him slowly get colder. "Let her go." He commanded. The more he was using his magic, the more his skin changed.

Syrena tried to pull herself out as the vines began to form around her. "Help! Loki!", she called to him again as the vine around her tail held her in place while it formed into a cage. She finally saw him approach her as he swam quickly to her. As she felt the water around her become colder, she noticed his skin change. The coldness of the water was actually useful for the mermaids, concluding that they were naturally afraid and weak from fire or any kind of warmth. This is typically why the mermaids don't sit on the rocks at the surface for a long time. If they were partially in the water, but not enough in the water to live, they can dry out and die. The weed began to weaken as she reached out her pale arm for him to pull her.

Loki saw the weeds begin to weaken as he saw a hand reach out to him. With his other hand, the Jotun used his other hand to pull her out while he still weakened the plant, but try not to kill it. It was never his intention and he hoped to only be able and pulled Syrena out without that accidental result. Eventually he had to pull his other hand away, using all his might to pull the mermaid out and away from the weeds that tried to engulf her. His hand was cold as ice to the touch but since the water was colder around them, so some of Loki's skin stay blue. Toe to knee(a few inches above the knees actually), fingers to elbow(also few inches above the elbows) in the precisely scared, blue skin. Loki hoped he would succeed in pulling Syrena to safety. He would look her over to see if she was bruised or harmed in any fashioned. "Are you alright?" He asked, concerned about her.

Syrena watched as he was able to weaken the weeds that wrapped around her. Reaching her hand out as far as she could, she felt a cold hand grip her own as she felt herself being pulled out. The mermaid held onto him tightly as the weed managed to give in and let go. She went into his chest as his arms were wrapped around her. "Yes", she answered him as he checked her over. "Thank you", she managed to say in a neutral tone. Since mermaids were known for speaking simple sentences, they were pretty short to the English language, so their responses were short with not much emotion. Plus, the mermaids were strong-willed, so seeing them cry is very rare.

Loki seemed satisfied that he saw no marks of harm done to Syrena and smiled. He knew she wasn't fluient in the common tongue but knew she would tell him the truth or when she wanted to speak her mind in some way. He gave her a hug before looking around. "We should probably leave before they get bold again." Taking her hands in his, Loki started to swim backwards and guiding her out of the cavern. As they were swimming out of the cavern, the blue skin had slowly returned to the same slightly pale skin from before. His hands slowly gained their heat but not as much since he had been in the water for sometime.

Syrena looked at his eyes as she felt herself smile small at his own smile. She melted in his hug as she felt herself be comforted in his touch. As she heard him say that they should leave before the plants get ugly, she nodded in confirmation. She smiled in happiness as she watched him guide her out of the cavern backwards. Then she made her giggle once again as she watched. She held his hand as they swam out of the cavern together before they reached the surface of the water. Once Loki goes above the water, he won't be able to breathe underwater again. Syrena would have to do the same kiss again if he wanted to.

Seeing the light of the water's surface, Loki looks to Syrena before swimming up to the water's surface and above the water. He decided to swim toward land where he knew there would be something he would need to tend to within the Moors. He always had that feeling. Going over to the edge, Loki brought himself up and sat down. He looked over his hands and legs, knowing what he just happened and sighed. He thought that Eric had seem him blue, the nature he had been fated as at birth. He took some water and splashed his own face. He wanted to stop thinking about him and feeling some sad all the time. But he just couldn't.