---Fenris' POV---

The world disappeared in front of my eyes until I was left standing in the middle of a meadow with grass reaching up to my ears. My distaste for those two instantly rose up as I realized what they were.

Gods.

A low hiss left my lips as my anger grew, ears flattening against my head while the bubbling rage was forcing me to become larger than any wolf has ever been. My head quickly poked above the grass, my golden eyes scanning the surroundings suspiciously while I took a sniff.

Where am I?

Wherever I was, it was the first place I felt relatively calm. I couldn't detect any creatures around me and I doubted that there would be any humanoid life on this realm; it was too unblemished.

My paws took me further in the realm until I came across a large lake. The water perfectly reflected the sky above, making it seem as if the fish were jumping up from the sky before falling back in it. The only telltale sign were the ripples where the fish had stirred the water.

Hesitantly, I slipped out of the grass and took one step at a time. My ears kept fluttering at every squawk, every rush of the wind and every crack I heard. I have learned the hard way what happens if you misplace your trust into the Fates.

A bush shivered close to the clearing where I was standing before a fox came out. At least, it looked like a fox kitten but it had fluffy wings on its back. I couldn't believe what I was seeing but then again, I had spent millennia chained up in a dark hole, buried in the center of the earth without reprieve. I doubted there was anything I wouldn't look up from.

The small fox yipped and stretched it wings, fluttering them before an adult joined him. His wings weren't so fluffy anymore and had the same colors as his fur; red above and white on the underside. It spotted me and growled warningly but quickly backed off when I simply flexed my ears backwards.

Huh, that was new...then again, these were my first quiet moments of freedom since... A deep sigh escaped me as my ears instantly flattened against my head. I didn't even know how long it had been since Loki had tricked his family and brought me in.

I felt the anger in me reach its boiling point as it fought to make its way out in the form of a menacing growl. A loud yelp and rustling shocked me out of my nightmarish memories just to see two red and white tails disappear in the forest. I felt saddened that they left while the anger in my body dissipated instantly; I never meant to frighten the creatures.

A sigh escaped my mouth before my eyes slowly drifted back to the lake. The shine of the water tempted me to relax for a moment, take a bath and wash away the filth of my imprisonment.

Some filth can't be washed away, Fenris.

I shook my head to clear my thoughts, trying to shake of the sensation of hands touching me, ropes digging in and pain spreading through my body.

It took a few moments for me to calm down before I slowly ventured out of my safe spot, growing smaller with each stride until I was standing in my human form with the water lapping at my feet. Looking down at my hands, I flexed my fingers while observing the movements.

The first time I voluntarily shift after that bastard forced a wolf's spirit in my body. It feels.... strange, oddly peaceful to do so. Not at all painful without the adrenaline and fear pumping through my body.

My attention was pulled back towards the lake before I took the last few steps and waded forwards, closing my eyes with a sigh to allow the water to envelop me completely.

When the water had closed over my head, I opened my eyes, watching the air bubble up around me as it spiraled towards the surface. Fish darted away in fright, looming further away to analyze if I was a threat.

Even the fish looked different than those I caught before...all this. Some seemed to be translucent when they hovered in the water, others sparked brightly, emitting a soft glow.

Looking at these creatures made me settle down, the water soothingly swaying me. My past before being tricked by Loki was just a distant memory, fading away until all I could remember was how I felt back then.

Free, happy and alive.

I'd never be able to forget how everything was brutally taken away from me though.

With a mental sigh, I resurfaced and took a deep breath of fresh air before rubbing my hands all over my body, removing the dirt and grime that has build up over the years. Just when I was cupping my hands and splashing water over my head and face, I felt like I was being watched.

Snapping my head up, I turned in the direction of the eyes but couldn't detect anything, safe for the distinct feeling that someone was indeed watching me. Instinctively I curled my upper lip up in distaste before glancing to the side when a small, black nose poked out of the shrubbery.

A faded smile slipped on my face, the gesture rough and, unsettling so, difficult to remember. The young fox pup slowly stalked back out of the forest while I focused on cleaning myself as much as I could, enjoying the refreshing coolness of the water rushing over my skin before I had enough and made my way out of the water.

I was used to being naked now, spending years of captivity in the darkness, my only company being the spiders in the cave or worse, the man who had plotted all this. I growled and brushed my fingers through my hair, sifting through the brown strands, slightly marveling at the length of my hair, though Loki had always trimmed it at a certain length.

"Better to grab onto." He had once smirked, making me hate another part of my body. I shook my head to discard those thoughts; I was free now, as free as I ever would be in my situation.

Turning my face up towards the sky, I gazed at the bright blue sky, the white shade of clouds rushing through, as if not wanting to taint the calmness of the sky. The sun was shining brightly but I could distinctly spot a moon on the far side of the sky.

Where am I? This isn't Asgard anymore... nor the realm where I was born.

My skin crawled suddenly, a sensation that only occurred when Loki had teleported to my cell's eternal darkness. Which meant, I wasn't alone on this planet. Not anymore at least.

My body morphed back to a wolf in a split second, paws digging on the dirt as I propelled myself forwards. Could feel the familiar fear rearing its ugly head and grasping my throat in an iron hold.

The wolf inside instantly took over, became a growling, snarling mess as it pricked its ears up. I was locked out of my own body, thrown in the back of my mind as he called the shots now.

For a moment, the forest and surroundings stayed the same, the only sound was the odd chirps of the birds, my paws thudding against the floor and the heavy breaths and snorts as my lungs forced the air through my body.

An odd scent caught my attention, strangely familiar yet unknown. It wasn't until I saw a full head of curls bouncing towards me that I snarled, locking my limbs in a second.

I refused to be caught again! I was going to fight with claws and fangs and rip them apart if I had to!

The warning snarl that left my curled lips testified my anger, and it seemed that the god knew what I was thinking. He quickly slowed to a walk, slowly lifting his hands. He was alone, his twin nowhere in sight... and that put me on edge.

"Easy Fenris... 'M not here to hurt you." He murmured, tilting his head slightly. I couldn't trust him, wouldn't trust the fates to be kind to me. All that they ever gave to me was hate, pain and despair.

I barked sharply as he took another step forwards, sinking down in a crouch that would allow me to pin him down effortlessly. My eyes were focused on his feet, causing him to freeze before he backed up two steps.

"I'm sorry we had to chase you around like that. We didn't really have any choice but to trap you like this." He spoke softly, warm brown eyes scanning over my body slowly, lingering at the scared tissue on my throat, paws and muzzle.

My hackles stood up as I salivated, eager to fight if this god was going to think I'd be trapped again. This time I was prepared. I was more aware of this unknown form as I had been forced to live in it for centuries.

This time, I would take more than just a hand.

"I'm Leandros. My brother Evander is on his own mission at the moment. I just wanted to apologize for any rash behavior. You can relax in this realm for a few weeks Fenris. No one will harm you here."

I blinked, confused for a moment. The low growl continued though, tail flicking slightly as I slowly pushed myself back on my paws. He might be speaking the truth, but knowing a god chased me all the way across the country to simply teleport me to another realm was making me nervous.

He wants something of me... they always do. Gods never do anything for free.

Leandros sighed, slowly dropping his hands. "I can tell you won't believe me and I don't know what happened to you Fenris..." I tensed, growling louder and snapping my teeth, making the man flinch. "Okay, sore subject, sorry! Just... Just relax okay? You won't see me or my brother ever again."

And with that, he disappeared in a puff of smoke, putting me on high alert as I spun around and checked the area. My heart was racing in my chest as my nostrils flared, searching for any new scents or signs of danger.

Nothing...

I sneered in disgust and bolted the opposite way, running until I couldn't feel my paws anymore, until my fur was covered in mud once again. When I deemed it safe enough, I started looking for the perfect area to make a den.

Those gods were up to something, I just knew it. The point is, I didn't know what. And I dreaded the moment I would find out.