Ceres blinked and looked at Loki, "Ok, for the record, I had no idea Thor was taking the throne..." She pulled Loki back the shoulder to get him to look at her, "Loki, what do you want to do?"

It took Loki a moment to turn away and look at Ceres, "It doesn't matter which of them is on the throne of Azgard, my dilemma remains the same. I have no place there."

"Ok. So how do you want to proceed about your wish? ...Maybe Asgard isn't where you need to be anymore..."

((M'k clearly I misunderstood where this was going.))

REDO

Celeste listened to the well's words. Loki had come for one thing and now the well was offering him another. Something that regardless of who it might be for was not worth it.

The person to return to the land of the living would never be the same. What if Frigga was wondering the spiritual plane and had seen all of this? When she returned she would not remember her time there but it would effort her in ways Ceres could not predict.

"Loki, I know you wish for nothing more than for her to be alive but giving you life for another no matter who it is for is never a worthy price to pay. Asgard may never be your home again but you have a new one; here on Midgurd. Sure there are some issues to work out but you have friends and family would care for you here. Please Loki. Think of all of those who would be saddened for your death? And what would Frigga think if you did this? It would surely break any mother's heart for their child to make such a sacrifice."

"I am not her child" Loki replied, he hated how everyone kept saying such things when they knew so much better. "Yet she is the only one who did not let that change things between us. Truly, I owe her my life more than once over."

"Well here on Midgud, it doesn't matter if you're not blood related. You raised you therefore she is your mother and Thor is your brother." Celeste was really getting annoyed at how Loki didn't seem to understand that there were still family regardless of being adopted.

"Loki, no one returned from the land of the dead the same. Whatever this well is, it won't bring back the Frigga you remember. You think it'll be worth it but you're only going to be hurting those who hold you and Frigga dear."

"It may seem trivial to you but it matters to me" Loki snapped at Ceres, "Blood matters and I know not where mine is even from. I understand what you are trying to say and perhaps, to an extent it is true but as long as I am aware of the fact it is never going to stop eating away at everything I know and everything I am. I can not get it out of my head, can you not understand that? Not just one little mortal lifetime but thousands of years of lies. I was raised as a prince, to be on equal to Thor, to actually stand chance of ruling Azgard. I learned to fight, to strategize, the ins and outs of every layer of what it means to rule nine realms. My entire life was built around these things and yet, in truth, it was always beyond my reach.

Imagine if you will, living every one of your lives over and over, being groomed and protected and cared for as the goddess you are. And then to discover that it was all a lie, and there is nothing special about you. You are no goddess. You could have spent thousands of years doing anything else, being anything else and choosing any other path but this is all you know now. And the people responsible are the only ones you ever knew-they are the only people you've loved because they are the only ones who were ever really around. Your grandfather, your sisters-but they aren't really your grandfather or sisters, they are the people who lied to you and made you into something that perhaps, you were never meant to be.
Would you start over? Cut your losses. Or would you strive to become the person they said you could be for all those years?"

"Loki, once again you ask me a question I'm fairly familiar with." She sighed rubbing the back of her head, "Each time I'm recreated into another vessel I don't instantly have my memories of my first life or the knowledge. Vessels are frickle things. Each time I grow up being told that these 3 girls from different families are my sisters, yet we look nothing alike, only our gems are similar.

I'm not sure how it's done in the other families but I'm not told I'm a goddess. I'm not told I'm more powerful than anyone else. How do you think a child would start behaving if they knew they were a god? I'm raised in a magical family who turn out not to be my real family at all. While trying to understand how these other girls are my 'sisters'. Most times, we take it as a code word...

It's not till I've reached full adulthood that I gain access to my first life memories and discover what this gem on my chest really is.

Grandfather, in this life, simply told me it wasn't safe to leave the estate, that there were those who would hurt me for the jewel in my chest.

Depending on the vessel, we hit adulthood at different ages, roughly between 16-19 years of age. When I did this time I was alone when it happened, I felt betrayed, horrified, scared, angry... When Grandfather returned home, I had trashed the place and fleed to a park where Grandfather took me to watch the cherry blossom festival..."

She blinked her eyes a few times the memories bring back a wave of emotion, " When he found me, I yelled at him. How could you not tell me? You're not even my real family. He let me rage at him for quite awhile and after awhile wrapped his arms around me and simply held me.

Blood matters but bonds of the heart are just as strong, Rose bud. If I had told you, you would have felt alienated from everyone else, perhaps even feel you were better than everyone. You wouldn't have been able to grow up among your peers and become who you are today if I had made you feel unwanted. I wanted you to grow up as any other magical girl would. And although you are angry and feel like you are alone, We are family. And no amount of blood will change that. This doesn't change anything. You are still my Granddaughter and one hell of a magic user.

So no, I would not cut my losses. I would continue down the road that had been given to me and find the answers to all the questions in my head. I would seek out those who were my blood and demand an explanation."

((I know it's your line but I know you're having a bad day and I already posted in the other thread so....))

((You know just how to make me smile))

((I try. :3 GUess we might be linked cause I was feeling pretty shitty about 2 hours before you got home.))

(MIND MELD))

:3

Loki looked at her as she spoke, those blue/green eyes ever as unreadable as his expression. "Well." his voice was distant and had not softened in the slightest, "Then it seems the trip here was a waste" the Azgardian turned away.

Celeste looked at her watch, it wouldn't be long now before Shield landed in the area. Then probably another 15 mins after that to make their way here.

She put a hand on his shoulder, "I think Eric knows of a few mutants who could help you face these dreams... I know Doctor Strange deals with dreams all the time... I know you want to simply erase these dreams but it's the pain and hardships in our lives that make us stronger... better." She looked toward the well, "You don't need this well's false wishes to get what you need."

The face of the well merely smiled back at Ceres, "I actually don't mind. You've done a well enough job with this one yourself"

"I can handle that much myself." Loki replied, his back still turned to her as he stared hard into the edge of the forest, "The memories are surfacing slowly but they are there. Enough to know that I cannot have what I thought I wanted here. Even if I were to forget it all, it would not give me anything that was not there to begin with. You cannot bring back a bond that was never there." he stepped away from her, letting her hand slip off his shoulder as he began to walk away.

"Oh Loki..." She looked on but didn't follow. A saddened look on her face. She looked down at the well. "Well, sorry to bother you well. But it looks like you won't be granting any wishes today."

The moment Ceres looked back at the well, the figure of Frigga was gone, replaced by several more familiar beings made of black water. Horatio, Pallas, Juno, Vesta, True father, even her mother was there, smiling at her. Horatio held out his hand towards Ceres, "Won't I though?"

"H-Hope?" She felt her glaze lock onto the figures. There they all were in their celestial clothes. She knelt down and held her hand over the image of Hope. "..."

"Hey Ceres" he greeted, "I'm sorry I've made such a mess of things. Why don't we go home? I just want to go back to being a family again."

"R-Really? You mean it?" She asked, tearing up a little bit. "You aren't gonna go running off again?"

"The only one I want to spend time with, is you" he smiled cheerily at her and then the image began to fade.

Ceres smiled, a warm feeling filling her chest but when it began to fade she began to panic, "Nonononnonono! HOPE! HOPE! COME BACK!" She waved her arms back and forth, "Big brother!"

"I'm afraid I can't do that" the well replied from it's depths, "not without an official wish..."

"A-a wish?" She sat back from the water, "....What would the price be for this wish?"