Kaitlyn:

I'm rushing, my feet are fast, this is the fastest I have ever run.

I leap over the various dead corpses in my pathway. The violet dress with royal gold threading feels light as the fabric brushes violently against my legs with each stroke I run. The golden ballet pumps on my feet begin to rub my heels, I can already feel the skin beginning to tear.

Analysing my figure, I am no longer an adult, I look like a teenager. My hair is shorter but still remains in chocolate locks and I appear to look around sixteen years of age. My breathing shallows as I take in more air as my throat constricts, burning as I need to rest.

"FIND HER! FIND THE LITTLE PRINCESS!" I hear a loud terrifying voice call out. I gulp and run around a corner and hide behind one of the pillars in the palace. I close my eyes and I place my hand over my mouth to muffle my breaths. Tears begin to well in my eyes as panic settles in the pit of my stomach.

This all feels too real, almost like a memory.

"SHE WENT THIS WAY!" I hear a different voice shout. I squeeze my eyes and bite my lip as I hear footsteps walking past the pillars. I see dark shadows looming over the sides as my body shakes from fear.

"Please don't find me... please don't find me..." I silently beg under my breath, panic coating my tone.

When the figures finally move past I let out a small sigh of relief. I move away from the pillar and continue to run in the opposite direction. I keep running and see many of the guards dead on their posts. I notice the palace doors open to the outside world and I run as fast as I can towards them.

Freedom at last...

I get to the doorway and see a man with multiple guards surrounding him fighting the blue beasts attacking them, the frost giants.

Wait... the frost giants? Where did that come from?

The man has grey hair and green eyes, his clothing is like my own but a regal blue. When the last beast is lifeless beneath his feet he glances up at me. His eyes show relief as he opens his arms out to me, welcoming my quivering form.

"KATRINA QUICKLY!" he shouts toward me.

I smile widely and run towards the man. A sense of belongingness fills me as I feel tears run down my cheeks as I begin my journey to this kind-eyed man.

However, before I can reach him, an ear-piercing scream resonates throughout the air and my head snaps back to the palace.

"KATRINA!" the voice shrieks as my footsteps halt. She's calling to me, this woman, she is calling my name, my true name.

I glance between my home and the man who I assume is my father who is shaking his head running toward me.

"Katrina... don't, please... I cannot lose you as well," the man begs as I shake my head apologetically and run back inside of the palace.

"KATRINA!" the same voice shouts out again, but as soon as I am back inside the castle walls the doors slam and lock. I gasp in shock and turn back. I hear repeating banging on the door and hear the man call out.

"KATRINA GET OUT OF THERE IT'S A TRAP!" the man frantically calls out, panic in his voice.

I ignore the voice and continue to run to where I heard the woman's voice. I pass many corridors and bloodstains that cover the walls and floor.

"KATRINA PLEASE HELP ME!"

I dash to where a couple of doors are wide open and a bright blue light is shining through them. I go towards the light and see a blonde-haired woman with a crown on her head fighting a hooded figure. Bright blue light emits from her hands as she tries to push the hooded figure away.

Red versus Blue.

The light versus the dark.

"MOTHER!" I shout out with tears in my eyes. I watch and see her turn to look at me with worry in her eyes. She shakes her head at me and it seems like everything from then on goes in slow motion.

"KATRINA GET OUT OF HERE!" she shouts, breaking off her magic with the hooded figure and pushing me away with her hand so I fly back and hit the wall landing on the floor with a grunt.

I moan in pain and look up at the two fighting one another once again.

"You will never have my daughter!" my mother screams out, the protectiveness in her tone clear.

With all of her energy, I slowly start to see her blue light draining from her.

Her magic.

I slowly try to get up but I am stopped by something. I see a red light covering my body. The hooded figure's magic. I try to move but the more I do the more I get stuck. I stop my struggle and watch them both with fear in my eyes.

"That's what you think my Queen, but your little girl will prove to be very useful," the hooded figure cackles.

Seconds later are what I would describe being one of the worst moments of my life.

I watch in horror as the red magic destroys the blue and my mother's body flies into the wall behind her, her body weak and her head clashing against the stone.

"NO!" I shriek, my voice bouncing off of each of the walls.

I feel power consume my body as I break the spell with my own magic as I rush towards my mother's body.

"Mother!" I shout, skidding onto my knees beside her limp body.

I turn her body from her side onto her back and don't fail to notice the crimson liquid dripping from her cranium and her once pink lips. I shake my head as my lips begin to quiver, tears run freely down my face as I hear myself begin to hyperventilate.

"Mother.... please wake up... Mother!" I whisper with tears in my eyes, my hands shaking her body lightly.

Her breath begins to decrease as her eyes flicker to my own, a small smile gracing itself on her lips.

"No, no, you can't leave like this... YOU CAN'T!" I scream out watching my hands turn violet as my magic tries to heal her body.

"Heal!... Please Mother no... please!" I beg as I notice my magic not working, I was too late to save her.

No words are exchanged as she gently lifts her hand up with the last of her strength and places it on my teary cheek. Her smile still remains as I watch a couple of salty droplets escape her eyes.

"I'm too late... I'm too late to save you..." I whisper as my hair falls in front of my eyes.

"I'm so proud of you..." my mother whispers soothingly as her hand begins to slide down my cheek.

"Mother... no... please... no..." I cry latching my hand onto her own tightly, refusing to let go.

I don't have to courage to watch the life leave her eyes, so instead, I close my own and shake my head, wishing this was all a dream. It had to be a terrible, terrible dream. My sobs echo as tears fall onto my mother's hand, her life force slowly leaving her body.

I feel her breathing finally come to a standstill as I open my eyes. Her body glows brightly as her spirit escapes to Valhalla. Now, I am sat on the floor, clutching onto the air where my mother used to be. The most important woman in my life was now gone and I wasn't strong enough to save her.

"She was weak, but you are not Katrina," the hooded figure who I had forgotten was in the room with me states. I lift my head to see he has his hand raised to help me to my feet. Even though I am looking directly at him I cannot see his face clearly.

"Join me, together we can rule the nine realms," he offers, his voice gentle.

He has got to be joking, right? This man has just murdered my mother and now he wants me to join him on his whole, domination of the nine realms idea? He was insane, just like my mother had warned me. I sneer as I look at his hand and shake my head.

"No, I will never join you!" I spit angrily.

"Do you honestly believe that after everything you have just done that I will join you?" I question glaring at the figure. A light snicker escapes his lips at my answer.

Shaking his head in disagreement, he tuts at me as though I am a small child. Snapping his middle finger and thumb together, two frost giants storm into the room awaiting their orders. I quickly stand to my feet and get into my fighting stance.

"Take Princess Katrina to Laufey, she shall remain in his care until she sees things my way," he orders as my eyes widen.

Before the frost giants can step any closer, I rub my hands together and watch the violet light begin to strengthen. Focussing all of my strength in my hands, I snarl and release a beam of magic at both of the frost giants sending them flying across the room as I make a run for it.

"Do I always have to do these things myself?" the hooded figure questions angrily as my hand latches onto the door handle. But before I could escape and run back to my father, a scream leaves my lips as the hooded figure wraps his hands around my waist covering my body in a film of magic.

I struggle against the glowing red aura as I feel my own magic begin to drain from my body. Gasping, I fall back into the hooded figure's arms and my vision becomes impaired. Dizziness surrounds me, as my eyes begin to feel heavy as I slowly slip into my subconsciousness. His arms wrap tighter around my body as he pulls me closer to his chest.

"Sleep for now my sweet, we shall see each other soon," he whispers pressing a light kiss against my head before the darkness becomes my friend.

*****

I jolt awake me feel sweat running down my brow. I bring my hands up to the side of my face and bring them down slowly. I breathe in softly and take a couple of breaths every few seconds.

Recently, ever since Loki, I had been remembering all of my dreams and visions which wasn't normal. However, this one felt more than just a dream, just a vision... it felt like a memory. My memory...

Beginning to calm down, I get out of my bed and walk into my bathroom and stare into the mirror.

I look terrible. My eyes are red raw and puffy with dried tears staining my features.

I splash water on my face and pick up my towel to dry it.

"Kate? Kaitlyn baby are you okay?" I hear a voice call from behind me.

I turn around and see David looking at me with concern written all over his face. I nod my head and smile at him softly.

"I'm fine," were the two biggest lies I had told him. He looks over me and shakes his head opening his arms. He didn't believe me and that's when I began to feel myself fall apart.

"Baby come here," he ushers pulling me into his arms. I feel tears roll down my face as I cry into his chest. David tries his best at soothing me, his hands run through my hair as he shushes my cries.

"I feel like I am falling apart. Everything which I thought was the truth, was my life, I am now questioning," I whisper between sobs as David continues to soothe me by rubbing my back.

"What happened?" he asks sympathetically. I pull away from him and stare directly into his eyes.

"Recently I feel weak, I don't feel in control of my mind and it terrifies me," I explain my voice breaking. David places his hand gently on my face and rubs his thumb against my cheek.

"We'll get through this, or not at all. That's how it's always worked. I can help you," he reassures softly as I shake my head.

His words meant nothing to me at the moment, I was too scared of what was happening to me, what I was becoming as the days went on. I could no longer trust myself to be around him, I had to get him away... for his safety.

"Not this time, whatever is happening to me at the moment... you cannot help me. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry David, but you can't be around me anymore... it's not safe, especially when I am this unpredictable," I explain, as my heart feels heavy. He pulls away with shock and studies me closely.

"What are you talking about?" he questions, his voice rising as I shake my head.

"I can't be with you anymore," I tell him.

Anger then crosses his face and I start to feel fearful.

"What are you talking about? Why can't you?!" he yells, rage controlling his movements as he takes a threatening step forward.

"David, please, I'm doing this to protect you," I begin to explain but am cut off by him.

"Protect me?!" he shouts in confusion as he lifts his hands in the air as I cautiously take a step back.

"I can sense something is about to happen, something terrible and I can't control it! I feel as though I could change at any given moment and the visions I keep having are scaring me! I just want to protect you... to keep you safe," I explain passionately as David shakes his head, an annoyed expression coating his face.

"So you've been having visions and didn't think to tell me?" he questions his voice deadly calm. I gulp and shake my head, he was getting the wrong idea.

"I didn't want to worry you, but now I feel as though I can't control them. I can't even control myself because that bastard we have locked up put this on me!" I exclaim pointing to the chain around my neck.

"Then Loki is doing this to you?! He's making you scared with these visions?!" he roars, his fists clenching and releasing.

"No, Loki hasn't got anything to do with these visions, they started when I woke up from the accident in Utah. Please, I don't want to hurt you and with Loki being unpredictable, I can't afford for you to get in the way," I explain as I feel my breathing increase.

"You're defending this man? The man who kidnapped you and has now full control over you?!" he interrogates, his voice raging.

"Loki hasn't surprisingly done anything to harm me... I was speaking with Thor earlier and he was telling me about how Loki used to be... and from examining his behaviour from a distance I don't believe we're dealing with the real Loki... I think he's being controlled..." I ramble, unaware of how true my words were. David watches me, a shocked expression covering the entirety of his face.

"You're still defending him?!" he exclaims in disbelief as I gently nod my head.

"There's darkness in everyone, I just don't believe that what he's doing right now is of his own free will... I don't know why but... I feel this attachment to him, this connection... it's like I've known him longer than these past few days and that's why I'm defending him," I babble as I watch David's anger increase.

"He's not harmed me... no matter how much of a monster people perceive him as he hasn't been monstrous to me. Cold and calculated at times, yes. But he healed me when he didn't need to, he could have injured me but he hasn't. Everything he has done, he has shown some amount of regret... some remorse..." I explain although I feel my words are being explained to death ears.

"Are you even listening to yourself?! He's killed eighty people in two days, people we cared about... he's injured people. He's a monster and a murderer and I think you need psychiatric help if you believe that there's a shred of good in him," David calmly replies as I shake my head.

"Just because I see the man and not the monster. He's not telling us something, can't you see that? He's lost someone, someone important to him and that's lead him on this downward spiral, he needs help, not imprisonment!" I assert standing my ground.

"Are you listening to yourself?!" David laughs in disbelief as he walks dangerously closer to me.

"Ever since he has walked back into our lives you have been acting differently! It's just like before Katrina! You have fallen in love with him again!" he shouts in fury, throwing some of the furniture in the room.

That name... I never told him that name...

"Where did you hear that name? And our lives again? What aren't you telling me?!" I yell back as my back hits the wall behind me as he growls.

I let out a yelp as he punches the wall beside my head, his fist going through it. My heart races as I watch David in fear, his eyes now a different colour.

"What does it matter anymore Kaitlyn?! You clearly don't remember do you?" he shouts, I see the look of madness cross his eyes, something I had never witnessed. It was his true self coming out to play...

"Remember what?" I ask trying to steady my breathing as I feel my blood begin to boil. He tenses at my question, it was clear he was hiding something from me.

"It doesn't matter because you know what, I don't care. You want me gone then I am going," he states throwing his hands in the air and ignoring my question. This is what sends me over the breaking point.

Just as he is about to walk away from me I let my emotions control my actions as I pounce onto him and knock him onto the floor.

I am fed up of people hiding things from me. 

"WHAT AREN'T YOU TELLING ME?!" I demand angrily. David looks up at me in horror and pushes me away from him and stands up ignoring me.

"Such a sad little orphaned Princess..." he mutters under his breath, a small smirk residing on his lips.

"DAVID!" I shout in confusion as I begin to feel my bones break and shift.

"You really are a monster, aren't you," he finally states in disgust and leaves the room, vanishing from sight and this breaks me.

I snarl and feel myself change into my tigress. I stand up straight and leave my room on the helicarrier and prowl the corridors. I growl at every agent that I pass and I head towards a room called the 'detention room'.

The door automatically opens and I walk through.

"Kaitlyn?" a voice calls.

I snap my head up and growl at the caged figure. Loki holds his hands up in surrender and I snarl walking up to the glass. I somehow transport into his cell and sit beside him and mewl. Every emotion finally crashes down onto me.

Loki slowly places his hand out to me and I meet my head with his hand, accepting his presence. I purr softly and curl up against his legs. He sits down beside me and strokes my fur.

"Kaitlyn?" he asks. I shake my head and I feel myself slowly breaking down.

What happened to David? What was he talking about? Why was he violent all of a sudden at me defending Loki? What did he know that I didn't? 

I don't know what to think anymore. I feel my bones snapping back into place and I see my hands shaking.

"I'm falling apart and I don't know what to do," I tell him with tears falling down my face. Loki looks at me sweetly and rubs his hand on my back.

"Will you allow me to see what happened?" he asks softly as I nod my head and close my eyes feeling his hand on my forehead. A light tingling sensation crosses my head as I feel his presence searching through my recollections.

When he is finished rooting through my memories he pulls his hand away and looks at me with concern.

"You're beginning to remember?" he asks softly as I shake my head at him in confusion.

"I... I don't know what I'm remembering or who I am anymore... I'm so lost..." I cry as he nods his head in understanding.

"You defended me even after everything I have done? I never thought I'd find you again... I've searched realms, planets and across the stars for you..." he mutters, a look of hope covering his face as he smiles gently at me.

"Who am I Loki? What am I? These visions scare me, I feel like I'm not this person, that I'm not supposed to be this person. Even David doesn't know who I am anymore," I whimper as tears roll down my face and I notice at the mention of my boyfriend or should I say ex-boyfriend's name, Loki's eyes darken.

"I'll kill him after what he's just done," Loki growls angrily as I shake my head. I place my hands on his chest and notice his posture soften.

"Don't... he's gone now, I doubt he'll be wanting anything to do with me now after what's just happened," I explain as Loki sighs shaking his head and pulls me into his chest.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done what I have done to you. I shouldn't have kidnapped you from your people or tried to take your free will from you," he says, remorse in his voice. I feel his hands on my neck as he releases the clasp of the necklace which he had used previously to control me.

He's released me... he isn't the monster that everyone thinks he is... 

"Loki I..." I begin to mutter but no words form as he gently smiles at me.

"I've not got long, I can feel him... I'm sorry, just know that I'm sorry," he repeats as I notice his eyes blur over.

"Loki, what do you mean by him?" I question, my thoughts finally sobering up. Loki shakes his head and I notice his eyes flicker from green to blue and back again.

"I love you, Katrina," he says as I widen my eyes in shock. He chuckles a little at my confusion before placing his hand on the side of my head.

"Loki don-" my words are cut off as I feel my eyes drop. 

"Shush now, go to sleep," he soothes as I feel myself slowly relax and I fall into his lap. My head rests gently against him, the darkness slowly taking over my form, but not before I hear him finally say. 

"I've been through hell to be finally reunited with you again..."