"You had no right," Frigga said sternly as she paced in front of Odin who was stood on a balcony overlooking Asgard while Thor stood leaning against a wall not too far away, looking unsure of himself. They had just drugged both Loki and Fenrir and placed them in the dungeon while a new fetter was being made for Fenrir.

"I AM KING," Odin shouted as he turned to her, "I have every right. Loki was sentenced to spend the rest of his days in the dungeons which is where he will be. Fenrir will follow the same fate as he has done for the past millennia".

"Imprisoned for all eternity? He's your son, your grandson. Did you not see the scars on Fenrir's body, how he has been treated?" Frigga then gave a small smile and said reminiscing, "can you not remember when they were children?" Odin looked away from Frigga and looked out to Asgard, "do you not remember when Hela would draw you pictures and even if you were meeting rulers from other realms, she would give them to you and you would sit her on your lap while she explained what she drew? Do you not remember how wise Jörmungandr was from such a young age? How he would watch you work, always questioning what was right and wrong? Do you not remember how protective Fenrir was of all of us, his family? How he said every time there was a threat that he would one day be big and strong enough to protect all of Asgard from those who wish us harm". She then looked between Thor, who had his head down, and Odin and said, "do you not remember when the boys would play fight with their uncle and the Warriors Three? You would all be laughing saying that one day they could be fine warriors..."

Frigga's smile disappeared as she looked down to her fingertips for a moment, remembering all the memories of the children, tears stained her eyes as she tried holding back her emotions. Through all the good, she couldn't help but remember the bad that soon came. She then looked back to Odin, her lips tight for a moment before she said...

"Or do you still cling to the fact that Fenrir trusted you so much that when you told him a story of a monster from another realm, that you needed his help to make sure the fetter was strong enough, he followed you blindly. That he tried fetter after fetter on until he said he wanted someone to put their hand in his mouth every time he put a fetter on...clearly, he didn't trust you anymore. Did you see the trust in his eyes fade overtime? Did you hear the cries, the screams of Jörmungandr and Hela as they were dragged from the palace gardens to the bridge? Was there hatred in their eyes when you gave the order to throw them away like they were nothing?"

"ENOUGH," Odin commanded as he took a few deep breaths before turning to his wife and Queen, "what would you have me do? No matter who they were, they are destined to destroy-"

"Who they were?" Frigga said solemn, "they really mean nothing to you?". A tear finally fell down her cheek and Odin had the audacity to reach up to wipe it away but she stood by her beliefs and stepped back, away from him. She clenched her fists and said, "they my grandchildren. Loki my son. I do not care what a prophet has predicted when we all know it may not come to pass. Very few prophecies are truly etched into the universe, we know theirs isn't one".

"We must be cautious. This isn't a simple prophecy, this is the end to everything," Odin commanded.

Frigga shook her head slowly as she wiped her tears away and asked, "and what of your plans for Dahlia? She was raised on Midgard; her mother was mortal...she was never mentioned in the prophecy".

Odin seemed to think for a moment. Yes, the half-mortal child was never mentioned, no indication of anyone from Midgard causing any problems for the Asgardians. She didn't have a monstrous appearance and she inherited her mother's mortal ageing so she wouldn't live very long, but she had not only her father's magic but also that of Midgard. It was possible she was involved, prophecies didn't mention everything. It was possible that she could help bring about the end of the nine realms.

"We must take precautions-"

"No!" Frigga gasped knowing Dahlia would suffer.

"Father," for the first time Thor spoke as he pushed himself off of the wall and walked towards them. "I do not think this is wise-"

"Enough," Odin snapped.

"But, father, there's a prophecy about her," Thor bellowed, hoping his father would listen. He had made a mistake by acting irrationally but all he could think of were his friends', if he could still call them that, words regarding Dahlia and the part she played in saving the magical community. Thankfully, both he and Frigga looked, Odin in curiosity while Frigga in horror. She saw what one prophecy did to her grandchildren, now there was another. Thor looked between his parents and said, "in the magical community on Midgard, there is a war brewing, a second war. It goes back many years but there is a man who calls himself Lord Voldemort. He believes those that do not have magic are worthless and those that do have magic but have ancestors who don't come from magic, those they call Muggle-borns, those born to parents that don't have it, should die. The first war began in the year 2000, he already had an army and allies and the war lasted 11 years. That may not seem much to us but to a Midgardian, it's a long time. The war consisted of stealth attacks, espionage, torture and mass killings of men, women and children in the wizarding community and in the non-wizarding world. Entire families were massacred, thousands died. The headmaster of the magical school, Hogwarts, named Albus Dumbledore created an order of warriors to fight against Voldemort and his warriors, Death Eaters. He called it the Order of the Phoenix. Dahlia's parents...her mother and James Potter". Thor corrected himself, now he knew James potter wasn't her father. "Were a part of the Order, they fought to end the war because Lily, Dahlia's mother, was a Muggle-born. At the height of the war, a prophecy was told of a child born at the end of July who would have the power to vanquish Voldemort. Dahlia is that child. They went into hiding, trying to hide her away but a traitor was among the Order and on the night of October 31st 2011, Voldemort found them and killed James Potter. According to stories, Lily tried to save her daughter, stood in front of her crib willing to sacrifice herself, and she did. Voldemort casted the Killing Curse on her and then turned on Dahlia".

Frigga gasped and placed her hands over her mouth. She knew Lily had died, but Loki had never told her how.

"He casted the Killing Curse on Dahlia but it rebounded, destroying his body instead. The sacrifice that Lily made gave Dahlia the protection of an ancient magic but when Voldemort was destroyed, a lighting-shaped scar was left on Dahlia's forehead. She is the only person in existence to survive".

"So, her prophecy has been complete, I do not see why we cannot take precautions now," Odin said.

Immediately Frigga glared at him, only thinking of himself and the prophecy that may never come to pass, while Frigga's thoughts were more on her granddaughter. Frigga asked, "who's been caring for her all these years?"

Thor nodded slightly, understanding his mother's concern, and answered, "she was left in the care of Lily's sister, Petunia and her husband. They have a son Dahlia's age. She was left there under protection wards so that no one could get to her while she lived with someone who shared her blood". Thor didn't wish to tell his mother of the treatment Dahlia had received while there, he knew she would be furious and go down to Midgard herself and to the Dursleys. He continued, "after she was moved, Dahlia was named the Girl-Who-Lived. From my time in the magical community, many were told stories of Dahlia as a child and how she saved them. She's their saviour".

"A saviour of the past," Odin commented, "she will be brought to Asgard".

"Father, you misunderstand," Thor said stepping forward, "if we were to take her, she would one day have to return and fight once more. His body was destroyed, yes, but Voldemort lives". Odin suddenly looked concerned that such a man survived and was intrigued. "I do not know how but for many years he has tried to return and last year he did, creating a new body. Dahlia was there, as was a young boy named Cedric. He died but Dahlia lived bringing his body back with her when she escaped. That summer, Albus Dumbledore brought back the Order and began recruiting once more. So did Voldemort, however, and he has already sprung free his followers from their prison. Their Ministry, the people in power, do not believe he has returned. Voldemort is being cunning, using their naivety. He has tried numerous times to kill Dahlia but each time she has fought and survived. The Order, the people that believe he is back, are now looking to Dahlia to fulfil her prophecy...father, I do not know if removing her from Midgard is right or not but Dahlia is the only hope to stop him. Her prophecy, I believe, is one edge in the universe itself".

Odin turned away from his son to look out onto the balcony over Asgard while Frigga turned to him and said, "she needs her father".

He said nothing.

"Odin, she cannot fight in a war, she cannot kill a man by herself, she is a child who has already lost her mother. Let her have her family back. She maybe dying, at least let her have her family there with her".

Once again, he said nothing, only looked over his kingdom.

Frigga, however, had a different matter to handle, she said she would tell Loki of his daughter's condition and she had yet to have the chance. She walked towards the door and said, "I must inform Loki on Dahlia's condition".

"You will not," Odin commanded, only turning his head to look at her.

"Yes, I will," Frigga said with as much stubbornness as she could muster and looked him dead in the eye, so he knew she was serious, "for too long I have stood idly by and watched my family fall apart. I'm finished. I will see him, and I will tell him of his daughter's condition. If you wish to stop me, you will have to chain me up but know this, if you do, I will leave Asgard and never return...I love you, my dear husband, but your fear of the prophecy is driving you further and further away from the man I married. Please, make the right decision". That was all Frigga said as she did not let them speak anymore. If Odin truly wanted to stop her from seeing Loki, he would have to send guards and they would have to be prepared to fight. If she was leaving Asgard, she wouldn't be leaving with her son believing his daughter was dead.

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Loki couldn't see anything for the moment, just felt the tingling feeling all over his body that he knew was his magic coming back to him, slowly. He tried to move his body but everything felt heavy, he tried to recall what happened, but his mind was away with him, as if he was travelling through the Bifrost. His senses were slowly coming back to him, so much so that he began to hear grunting and whispers that sounded like his son. It all came back to him, like he had been struck by lightning. He remembered Dahlia getting hurt, the pain he felt being connected to her. He remembered finally finding his son, the scars that his son bore from all the years of torture and mistreatment.

It took everything in him to open his eyes, to force his senses to listen to him, and slowly but surely, his eyes began to open. He could see the golden light of the cells, knowing immediately he was back in the dungeon but it wasn't the cell walls that held his attention. It was the young man sat on the floor with his legs to his chest while Eir was placing some herbal paste along all of his scars. It was the fact that Frigga, the real Frigga, was kneeling nearby talking to Fenrir. His son looked cleaner, the dirt from his time imprisoned now gone, his long dark-brown wavy hair had been cut so it fell not too far past his shoulders. On both sides were two plaits that held together some pieces of hair from falling into his face, but the rest was hanging free. His once twisted and filthy beard that Loki saw was now gone, all that was left was stubble. To a Midgardian he would look to be a nineteen-year-old young man, none would ever guess that Fenrir was 1,896-years-old. His clothing was also changed, gone were the old rags, now replaced with long dark-brown pants, leather boots and to the side of Fenrir, Loki could see a light-blue shirt.

They didn't notice he had woken but when Fenrir groaned once again, Loki summed up all of his strength to move. He rolled onto his front and tried to push himself up and that's when they noticed, and he said trying to sound strong, "get away from him".

Frigga immediately stood and pulled Eir away from Fenrir, both women standing as Frigga took the basin filled with her leftover paste and gestured to Eir to leave. Eir was hesitant of course but Frigga ordered the guards, who were stood not too far away from the cell due to Odin's orders, to open up the cell and Eir left.

Fenrir looked up to his father and as green eyes locked on green, Loki mustered up enough strength to crawl to his son and soon kneeled in front of him. He cupped his son's face and traced his thumb over the soon-to-be scar across his eye. His son winced for a moment but Loki stopped and asked, "how badly are you hurt? Are you okay? Are you-"

Fenrir smiled as best he could as he had tears in his eyes, he brought up his left hand and wrapped it around his father's wrist and said, "I'm okay now...papa, what's going to happen now?"

Loki didn't want to tell his son that he didn't know. He wasn't strong enough to break the cell wards again, not yet at least. Loki didn't even believe he was strong enough to fight Odin's soldiers without his magic. He wanted to tell his son that they were going to get out of there, that they were going to get back their family and go somewhere Odin couldn't touch them. But he couldn't.

Loki looked at all of his son's injuries and saw that most of them were covered in the paste before dropping his hands from his son and looking to Frigga, who stood giving them both looks of sympathy. "What are you doing here?" Loki asked.

"I'm here to help" she said bluntly before taking a couple of steps towards them and kneeling down before sitting on the floor. "Let me help".

"Why? Why are you here?" Loki demanded answers, "Odin forbade you from coming down here. After what they've done today, if I get out of this cell, if I see him again-"

"He didn't do it," Frigga said interrupting quickly as she could see the darkness in her son's eyes, she knew his threats were true. "She's in good hands".

"What?" He gasped, wanting to believe the truth but knowing what lies the Asgardians speak.

"Your daughter is safe".

"Hela?" Fenrir immediately asked and suddenly got defensive, "I heard the guards say she is now the ruler of Niflheim, what has Odin done to her?"

"Nothing, Hela is safe," Frigga said then looked to Loki, knowing it was his place to tell Fenrir the truth.

Loki hesitated, not knowing how his son would react. Would he accept his sister with open arms or would he resent her for being born while he was in captivity? Fenrir, sensing something was wrong, looked to his father for answers and for a moment, Loki had his head down but finally looked up and said, "you have another sister".

Fenrir began to breathe heavily and his eyes went wide under the revelation, "what?" he gasped.

It took a moment for Loki to think about what to say but what he finally said was, "seventeen years ago, I went down to Midgard in search for your brother. Hela and I have been searching for the both of you but we could never find either of you".

"I know..." Fenrir answered while Loki looked intrigued, "the guards had to keep on moving me whenever you got close. Eighty years ago, you searched the caves in the north". Loki nodded. "I was there," Fenrir said, "trapped, just like in the caves below us, but I could see through one of the walls, it was made of perception magic to make you look the other way. I saw you looking, for days you looked. I tried calling out for you, but you couldn't hear me. A week later I was moved down to the cave, been there ever since".

Fenrir seemed to get upset when he said that so Loki placed a hand in his and said, "I'm here now and I won't let anyone take you from me again".

Fenrir nodded and took a deep breath before he said, "you were saying about Midgard".

Loki nodded "I went down to Midgard, to see if I could find any sign of your brother. I couldn't, even with my magic there was no sign of him. I did, however, meet a woman...Lily"

Frigga straightened up, knowing that was one of Dahlia's middle names but tried not to move as father and son were having a moment and she wanted to hear the story without being told to leave.

"I fell in love with her," Loki said and Fenrir could tell that his father didn't really want to talk about it so he squeezed his hand, offering what little comfort he could considering he didn't know the woman. "I fell in love and fifteen years ago, almost sixteen, our daughter was born. Dahlia. Knowing what Odin would do, I hid them. She grew up on Midgard ageing as a mortal, but her mother died when she was one. Murdered by a man who tried to kill your sister. I thought Dahlia was murdered too. During the same time, I found out that Odin and Frigga aren't-"

"Your real parents. Your parents were frost giants," Fenrir said, and Loki looked surprised but also horrified knowing Thor told his son stories of the monsters and would hate himself if his son hated who he was from stories. "The guards talk," Fenrir shrugged, "they took your children, lied about who you are and then the woman you love and child are murdered...is that why you tried to take over?"

Loki's continuous surprise over the facts his son knew was clear. It seemed the guards truly didn't care if Fenrir could hear them nor did they believe he would ever get out.

"I heard about what you did on Asgard, what you did on Midgard, why you were put here in the dungeons..." Fenrir gave him a small smile then tried to joke, "I don't think it was a wise idea, papa".

"I was giving up hope. No sign of you or your brother, Hela was as safe as she could be with her own world, an army to protect her. I thought that through taking over Midgard I could find your brother, exact revenge on the people who took Lily and Dahlia from me then storm the rest of the universe until I found you".

Fenrir let off an unbelievable laugh and said, "I don't think that would have worked, papa".

"Maybe not," Loki said, smiling slightly.

A few moments of silence passed between them, Loki wanting his son to absorb the information of a new sister. Finally, Fenrir asked, "what's she like...Dahlia?"

"Stubborn," the simple word made both men laugh and Frigga smile, "as stubborn as the rest of you kids but a lot like her mother. Stubborn, caring, a powerful witch with Midgardian magic and my Aesir magic. She looks a lot like Hela with black hair, pale complexion, but has her mother's green eyes".

"Please tell me we don't have two Hela's," Fenrir complained, "we could barely handle her".