Wanderlust - Jotunheim

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This story is a bit different from what you might expect from a typical story. It has no plot, no beginning, no ending, and no structure. What it is, is a series of stories detailing kid Loki’s adventures through the Nine Realms. My goal was to showcase the different worlds, while highlighting some of the aspects of the new Loki that I like so much. They can be read in any order, although I would suggest saving Asgard for last as it is the only chapter that makes any direct reference to the others.

I would like to extend a tremendous thank you to TypingKira for all of her assistance. Her knowledge of all things Thor was invaluable and she was always quick with a suggestion whenever I found myself lost. She was responsible for so much of this story and I certainly couldn’t have done this without her.

Wanderlust
Svartalfheim
Vanaheim
Jotunheim
Hel
Muspelheim
Nidavellir
Alfheim
Midgard
Asgard

LOKI AND ALL NONORIGINAL CHARACTERS AND SETTINGS ARE THE PROPERTY OF MARVEL INC. AND THEIR RESPECTIVE AFFILIATES.
Rated T for mild violence

Jotunheim

Loki’s smooth black boots slid across the icy snow, his small frame rapidly picking up speed as he zoomed down the snowy hillside. As he reached the bottom of the hill, his momentum continued to carry him further into the colorless tundra that spread out in all directions. His movement finally ceased as he hit a patch of loosely packed snow, sending a flurry of white powder into the air.

With a broad grin, Loki turned and looked at the hill he had just climbed down. He was sorely tempted to run back to the top and do it again. The heart racing slide down the icy ground had been one of the most exciting things he had done in quite some time. Yet, as fun as it was, he knew he could not tarry. He had places to be.

Letting out a disappointed sigh, he continued on his way. His small boots kicked up clouds of snow with each step. The cold winds of Jotunheim permeated his thin, woolen clothes, but he paid it no heed. He felt surprisingly comfortable in the barren, frigid climes of the land of the frost giants.

As he walked, he fished a small, folded slip of parchment from his pocket. Despite its aged and delicate appearance, Loki quickly unfolded it without the slightest bit of care, revealing an elegant and elaborate map. With each step, the map seemed to redraw itself as it followed along with him.

His eyes glanced up briefly as he surveyed the towering ridge of mountains he was rapidly approaching.  Looking back down to the mysterious map, he began to drag a long finger towards the same ridge. A thin black line followed his finger, forming a path. His finger stopped as it reached a small, almost imperceptible cave that appeared to be almost directly in front of him.

Shoving the parchment back into his pocket, Loki hurried forward. He couldn’t see any sign of the cave that the map assured him was ahead, but he trusted it nonetheless. He hoped that it would become visible as he got closer.

Loki made quick time through the packed snow, reaching the sheer face of the mountains within minutes. The jagged, gray rocks towered above him, creating a seemingly impenetrable barrier to the lands beyond. The cave, which promised him passage through the crags, was nowhere to be seen.

Rocking back on his heels, Loki pondered what he should do. The mountains were certainly too tall to scale and walking around them would take far too long. If only his magic was stronger, he knew he would have no trouble finding passage past the natural barrier. He could only lament that his power was only a fraction of what it once was.

Loki’s eyes flicked up as he heard the steady crunch of snow behind him. Something was trying terribly hard to surprise him and was failing quite miserably. He could see the hulking form of a frost giant reflected in the sheet of ice that covered the rock face in front of him.

So clever, yet so stupid, Loki thought wryly to himself as he watched the creature slowly approach. He had to commend the giant for trying to use some amount of subtlety. It was simply a shame he was so terrible at it.

A sly smile spread across Loki’s lips as he patiently waited for the creature to approach. The giant’s reflection began to grow considerably as his footsteps grew louder. Seeing the immense reflection distorted by the ice’s rippled surface, a tinge of doubt entered his mind. It looked more and more imposing the closer it got.

 Loki’s muscles tensed as the giant raised his tree-like club high over his head. With an audible grunt the brute brought the club down upon Loki in a wide arc.

Loki burst into motion as the grunt reached his ears, his short legs propelling him quickly forward. The club crashed to the ground behind him, narrowly missing his small frame and sending a great cloud of snow high into the air. Using the momentary cover of the flying snow, Loki ducked behind into a small crevice in the rocks. His thin body fit snugly in the cramped rift, hiding him completely from the marauding creature.

The bellows of rage that Loki expected to hear from the imposing creature next came. Curiously, Loki poked his head around the outcropping of rock to see what the creature was doing. The large, blue-skinned man probed at the crater his blow had created in the snow with his large club. He seemed to be looking for whatever happened to be left of Loki.

With a silent snicker, Loki dipped his hand into one of the pouches that hung from his belt. He pulled out a simple looking black stone. He pressed the stone firmly between his fingers as he inched silently out of the small crevice. As his right arm became free from the cramped space he flung the stone towards the oblivious giant.

The small stone struck the creature firmly in the chest. The giant looked down, dumbfounded at the unexpected stone as it stuck firmly to his dusky skin. Before he could even attempt to remove it, the stone began to glow, rapidly turning a bright white. Suddenly the stone burst, sending a shower of white sparks into the air as the giant’s immense body flew back into the thick snow.

Loki stepped out from behind the outcropping and surveyed his handiwork with a broad smile. He had felled a might frost giant with nothing more than a pebble. He would like to see his big brother try that.

Turning back to the impenetrable stone barrier, his smile somehow grew even wider. The giant’s failed strike had cleared the snowdrift that had been covering the path he sought. He rushed forward, carefully picking his way through the unstable piles of shifting snow as he hurried towards the cave. He slowed to a walk as he reached the mouth, his sharp green eyes carefully scanning its dark depths for any sign of danger.

Loki looked back and admired his triumph once more before disappearing into the darkness of the cave. His boots scuffled softly against the icy floor as he moved deeper and deeper into the unknown.

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@The Impersonator: Thank you both.
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