Vacant Death

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Part Three of A LokiXSigyn (canon wife~) picture collage.
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Hela moved, intent on seizing Loki, to give him his final rites. Her hood fell back, once again baring her ghastly horrid face.

Well, that's what she would have done, except in a flash a glorious golden light, Loki was thrown backwards, feet barely catching onto the rock behind him. He slid, then slipped, then landed on his back. After a moment he muttered out a 'damn'.

He looked over, shocked at the small thing that had stopped him from entering Hela's kingdom.

Lightly fluttering between the realms, beautiful, and gloriously alive, was a golden falcon.

Loki blinked at it blankly, sitting up.

It blinked back, and then opened it's beak.

"Stupid trickster." Loki blinked at the bird, and it's disjointed, distinctly female voice. It was not uncommon for animals to talk to him, he thought flatly, but this was unusual. "I had a feeling I'd find you here." For some reason, the voice was familiar.

"I should be offended, but since your dank cavernous beak-hole is flat, and you are a rather rat like creature, so I'll forgive you if you tell me what you think are doing, scruffy beast."

The falcon, in it's strangely smooth alluring voice, continued, just rolling it's eyes. "How rude, and to the person you should be supplicating too also." Loki stood up, the realization hitting him. "Of course, seeing the state of my dear little Sigyn, I can't blame you. Shame on you. I gave nearly a year of my beauty to that little one."

"Of course, I should have guessed, though if I may say, she wears beauty better then you. Have you come to visit-"In a moment the bird transformed into one of the most beautiful woman in the nine realms. Loki could almost see the reason she obtained the glorious golden necklace Brísingamen. However, she was faded in place of-. He stopped that train of thought."My mother in law?"

A smile on her full lips, brushing off his words. "Such biting words. You should not assume that I would ever come to help you. I came to deal with the Hel-queen. Apparently my new grandchild."

Hela, who had also been thrown back by the falcons entrance scrambled up, putting her hood back on securely before turning the the pair. "What a family reunion. Welcome, Freyja, lady Valkyrie." She said scoffingly. "However, you should leave to your own realms. This is none of your business."

Freyja turned, her smile a little too beautiful and wide.

"You have been very awful, haven't you? Not that Loki doesn't deserve it-"

"That was so very long ago, and much has chan-" Loki was cut off.

"Silence lie-smith. We shall have words later. I have official matters to attend at the moment. " She once again turned her gaze to Hela, who for the first time, was looking very uncomfortable. "Stealing glorious warriors from Valhalla is not part of the agreement. Naughty child."