Keepers Master-post
Sub-tags:
keepers comic
keepers meme
keepers q&a
Story sub-tags:
scifi hospital
boarding school
ageless war
Writing and Comics
Dying moments - comic
Rhyin thinks back on his mother's death
Graveside chat - comic
Rhyin and his father visit his uncle's grave. His father has unhealthy responses to grief
Master plan - writing
Vinni plots out a way to make her friend lighten up and hang out more
Heartbeats - writing
Rhyin wakes up from (experimental) surgery and isn't doing well, but (like an idiot) keeps it to himself. P. S. he's really not doing well.
Only a Nightmare - writing
Rhyin's reoccurring nightmare
Dear Those Far Away - comic
Vinni goes on an apprenticeship and finds herself feeling lonely. So she writes letters!
Do I Know You? - comic
introspection on Haru's mental state when things start going down for him
Homesick - comic
Felix is able to reunite with his family! And Skylar gets unexpectedly angsty about it. The two get to have a bonding moment yay
Wake me Up - comic
Ian gets taken away for another 'treatment' Jules is sure will be the death of him. He summons a friend to help him out
Meeting Vidar - comic
Grace and Vokku get caught sneaking around and get rescued from a disturbing creature of sorts
Homesick? - comic
Benji struggles to catch Vokku, and Vokku is feeling lonely and doubting leaving home.
Crash Course intro - writing
Edmund and Rhyin crashing a spaceship as a character bonding moment
Forget me Not? - comic
Val and Rhyin hang out and talk about Rhyin's friends
Welcome Home I guess - comic
Mitz finds herself back on her home planet walking through the streets she grew up in. And things have really changed while she's been gone
Who am I - comic
Valerie finds out about her past and grapples with the implications
Tell Me Why I Feel This Way - comic
When the dreamrealm and the real world start colliding dreams start coming true, which isn't exciting when you're plagued by nightmares and visions about the world's imminent ruin. Luckily Rhyin has a friend willing to fight through to reach him
End of All - comic
Tehvlar has finally finished his project; recreating his body into chaos. That's when Rhyin comes back from the dead, and he has things to say.
Three's a Crowd - comic (scene concept)
Betty and Skylar set out to tag and investigate a ghost in an abandoned building nearby places people go missing from...
Deleted Scene (the cannibal in the swamp) - comic
Ketsler, Felix, and Skylar go investigating and find an unlikely character in the swamp
Deleted Scene (curiosity killed the cat) - comic/writing
Rhyin finds himself thrown into the future and goes looking for answers but instead stumbles into trouble
Animation
Are You Bored Yet? - animatic
What if you almost fell in love, but the world fell apart first. And when you found each other again you'd changed, and she was almost another person. What if you fell in love all over again?
History Has It's Eyes On You - animatic
I've had this idea for several years now, finally worked up the guts to try doing it. It kinda wraps up and touches on a lot of the aspects of the wizard side of the Keepers plot
To be updated as things are posted and the story changes or morphs.
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A Drop of Poison - Ch. 20: Escape
A Loki fanfiction!
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“So you are Miss Eves?”
You looked into the cold blue eye of the Minister of Magic. Odin, you thought with dread. He had a metallic gold eyepatch over his right eye and though he was missing an eye, the one he had gazed right through you.
“Y-yes, sir,” you said, trying to sound firm, but your voice came out meekly.
You were in the middle of Headmistress Frigga’s office, with Odin standing in front of her desk. She was behind it, with a grave expression; her mouth was a thin line. Professor Sif was in the room with a tense look on her face, and Heimdall stood in the corner by Frigga.
Odin took a step towards you. His heavy boots thudded on the carpeted floor. “It is interesting to me that your name has been floating around so often around my son.”
Your eyes rose to meet his. He looked suspicious. “I-I don’t know what you mean, sir,” you said.
“Loki does not do anything beyond a design, my dear,” he said. “The boy is an extraordinary liar and has a special ability to gain followers with his silver tongue.” His eye narrowed at you.
You scoffed. “He was giving me detention, that’s all.”
“So you do not know that he is after the Tesseract?”
Your breath caught in your throat, and you glanced at Heimdall. He stared at you before looking away. The anxiety in your chest catapulted into your abdomen. You immediately realized that Odin knew about your visions, and all lies would be futile.
“I saw a vision, yes,” you said. “I saw a vision that he died.” Your heart lurched at your own words.
Headmistress Frigga sat down and put her head in her hands.
Odin glanced back at his wife briefly before setting a stern gaze on you. “So you admit you had key information and chose not to reveal it?”
“There was nothing to tell! I did not know what I was seeing. It could have been a nightmare,” you said angrily. Then you turned to Heimdall, “isn’t that right professor? When I came to you with my concerns, you told me I was having nightmares.” You didn’t care if he got in trouble. The man had already sold you and cut you out.
Heimdall looked at you with an infuriatingly patient gaze and then turned to Odin. “Minister, Freya does not have control over her divination abilities. She has been dreaming of the Tesseract for a long time, as you already know. But she never knew what it was,” he said.
Your blood boiled in your veins. Did Heimdall talk about you to Odin behind your back all these years? “How could you,” you said to him. “I trusted you!”
“Silence!” Odin said. “Do not blame him for doing his due diligence. All matters regarding the Tesseract come through me. Regardless,” he said. “ Loki will be found and charged for colluding with Vidar and for treason against the Ministry.”
“No! You can’t do that, you don’t know if he’s done anything!” you said. Tears stung your eyes.
Odin looked at you levelly. “If your visions are true, girl, then Loki will commit the gravest crime of all,” he said, then lowered his voice so you could barely hear, “and it will destroy everything.”
“Just because he’s down there doesn’t mean he did anything! You can’t arrest him without any proof! You-”
“Get her out of here!” Odin barked.
A man in black pinstripe robes, another ministry auror you assumed, grabbed you by the arm and led you out of the office. Odin called out behind you. “It will be best for you to remain in your common room Miss Eves, to be safe.”
Professor Odinson was outside the hall and looked at the man holding you. He walked up to you both and stopped him. “I can take her from here. Professor Bjorn needs to see her, anyway.”
The man nodded, and you left with Professor Odinson.
“What did father say?” he asked you once you were well away from the ministry personnel.
You explained everything in annoying detail. Annoying because you trusted Heimdall all these years, and he was filling in the ministry about all your secrets. And now, Loki was number one on the ministry’s most wanted list.
“He’s not bad, I know he’s not,” you said. “Professor Odinson, you know that.”
He threw you a smile. “Call me Thor, Freya. He is lucky to have you.” An understanding went through the both of you and you felt a little calmer.
“I’m happy that you’ve healed so quickly, Thor,” you said. You smirked a little. “Valkyrie was incredibly worried.”
You saw from the corner of your eye that he stiffened slightly. “Um, yes, she was...she was very kind to me.”
His face had gone pink, and you nearly laughed but spared him. “Did Professor Bjorn actually need to see me?”
Thor nodded as you both approached the Hufflepuff common room. When you turned the corner, a heavy sense of dread came over you. It was a terrible feeling, as if you would never be happy again. You nearly screamed when you arrived at the common room entrance.
Dementors floated on both sides of the entrance. Their heads shifted in your direction as you and Thor stopped. Dark black robes covered their floating bodies and faces as the fabric rippled through. There was no wind. It was an ageless and emotionless void that was their presence, where no light or movement would ever be felt.
Professor Bjorn appeared from the other side with a pained expression on his face. He gave the dementors a wide berth and stopped in front of you.
Thor glared at the dementors. “My father would never allow this!” he said. “Those things belong in Azkaban! Not in Hogwarts!” Then he looked at you. “Freya, I must leave you now to speak with the Minister and Headmistress,” he said, then turned to leave and paused. “Be careful, for not all dementors can tell the difference between the guilty and innocent.” With that, he briskly left.
“Freya, let’s go, they ain’t allowed in the rooms,” professor Bjorn said.
You glanced at the dementor on the left side of the door as you walked closer. Every moment of sadness and pain you had ever felt bubbled to the surface. You felt like crying, but were too deep in your despair to shed a single tear. The world felt meaningless and hopeless; there was no point to anything.
Bjorn yanked you inside the common room just as a dementor hovered inches from your face. The door shut abruptly and though your head was swimming with visions of painful memories; you felt lighter from the distance.
“Thank you, professor,” you said, rubbing your head.
Bjorn led you to a quiet room, past all the students in the common area. Many of them stopped him to ask questions like why were there dementors in Hogwarts and was Loki Laufeyson going to come after them like his father did.
“The Ministry says the dementor’s will keep you lot safe! I say that’s horseshit! Stay away from them. No more questions, stay in your rooms and don’t come out until the Headmistress says so!” Bjorn said.
Mo ran up to you when he saw you come in and gave you a hug. “Are you alright?” he said.
You heaved a breath of relief that he was alright and nodded. “Y-yes, I’m okay,” you said and told him to wait for you while Professor Bjorn urged you to come with him.
When you were alone with Bjorn, he sat you down and fished into his pocket. There was a rough-looking piece of aluminum foil he unwrapped to reveal a piece of chocolate. “Eat this,” he said.
You looked at him questioningly, but took it. As you bit into it, the chocolate made you feel better and the world that weighed you down moments ago lightened. “Thank you.”
Professor Bjorn ran a hand over his beard and looked very grim. “Freya, I found out who ordered them blood slugs,” he said.
You put the chocolate down and stood up. “Who? If we know who it is, then we can tell the Ministry and they’ll stop suspecting Professor Laufeyson!” Finally, you thought. Some genuine hope.
Professor Bjorn held a pained expression that worried you. “I spoke to the folk I know who deal in the magical animal trade...One of them says it was a man that looked a lot like the Minister’s eldest son. But he ain’t saying nothing ‘cause he fears the Farbauti loyalists. The man’s got children to protect...”
You could no longer listen to a word he was saying. A buzzing in your ears had developed as you blinked and your senses numbed. It could not be. “He - you're saying that Loki orchestrated the blood slug attack at the Halloween ball? That he - that he’s the reason I almost died from the serperus attack? His brother almost died!”
Professor Bjorn did not seem to know what to say. “We dunno nothin’. There could be more to this than we see. But...please don’t tell the Ministry. I wanted to tell you so you know, but I can’t put that man and his family in danger for tellin’ me this. Please, Freya.”
You shook your head and gave him a dry smile. “We don’t need to say anything, Professor Bjorn. They already suspect Loki, it’s not as if this will change anything.” Stones weighed down your body, and you felt as if you could barely move. You stared past Bjorn. “Though you should be careful now, sir. With the ministry poking around, you must hide the serperus you saved.”
He nodded and said goodbye to you, and then you were alone in the study.
You ran through the information in your head, trying to understand why. This whole time, you knew he was up to something. But you thought that maybe, just maybe, he had a reason. You had to hold on to that. He was going to have to explain himself once and for all. No more games or wordplay. No more tricks.
You looked out the window and saw rain clouds settling in, casting the entire field in a grey colour. A dementor swooped past the window and you jumped back with a hand to your chest. How the hell were you going to escape and save Loki?
Chewing your lip, you went back to your room and searched under your bed. The invisibility cloak was there, though you were not sure if the dementors could sense you through it. Their magic seemed to rely on emotions rather than sight. But it was worth the risk. All you needed was to sneak out and get past them, then you could run into the forest.
You thought about the book Spells for the Common House Cat, and the vision it showed you about where the Tesseract was. Perhaps it was a haunted story, but it was the only lead you had to go on. You pictured the Tesseract in the cavern, just beyond the weeping willow with black leaves.
Peeling through your clothing chest, you changed into tights, a thick black sweater and a mustard coloured scarf.
“Going somewhere without me?” said a voice and hands grasped your shoulders.
You nearly jumped out of your skin and tripped on the edge of your trunk, landing on your knees. “What the fuck?” You looked up and saw Valkyrie laughing at your clumsiness, holding a hand to her mouth.
Pushing yourself up, you brushed your tights and glared at her. “How the hell did you get in here?”
Valkyrie put her hands on her hips. “I’ve told you before, my sweet innocent Hufflepuff, I got my ways. Better question, were you gonna head out to save your boyfriend without me?”
“He’s not my -” you said, then paused. Truly, what was he to you? The word boyfriend certainly did not fit, but neither did my-mysterious-professor-who-I-am-completely-in-love-with-who-might-also-be-a-criminal.
You sighed and sat on the edge of your bed. “I’m going. I don’t want you to come,” you said as firmly as possible.
Valkyrie jumped onto the bed beside you and snorted. “How cute. You really think you’re going to convince me out of it! Now, let's skip the part where we go back and forth and you lose this argument, yeah?”
A smile edged to your lips. She was the most stubborn person you had ever met. And you loved her more than anything. “Fine,” you said. “How do we get out of here?”
Taking the invisibility cloak, both you and Valkyrie snuck to the common area of your common room. Students laid on the couches, reading or discussing what was happening at Hogwarts. Some other students stood at the window and gazed outside nearly catatonically. You wondered if the dementors had been too close to them and cringed at the thought of having to experience that feeling again.
You both tapped Mo on the shoulder, who twitched, which earned him a scowl from the girl sitting beside him. Valkyrie leaned into his ear and whispered, “go to the bookshelf.”
She led you to the end of the common area, where the large bookshelf was. On the side, there was a little corner in the wall that was wide enough for one person to stand in. The corner was blocked by a stone pillar that stood in front of it. You had only ever seen it in passing and barely even noticed it anymore. Valkyrie and you squeezed into the corner and she parted the cloak to reveal her wand in hand. She tapped the seventh brick from the bottom twice and then the one to the left of it and then another one up.
The bricks opened up to reveal a small passageway, just tall enough to crouch.
“Oh my god, this is how you’ve been sneaking into the common room! How did you know?” you said, crawling in behind her. Mo snuck in behind you when he checked nobody was looking.
The bricks shuffled back in place as if the three of you had never been in the common room.
“Remember Simon Parini when we were in fourth year? He was a seventh year student at the time, well he may have gotten drunk one evening after we won the quidditch cup and told me, but he made me promise the next day not to tell anyone that there were little connectors between the rooms. They’re meant for flooding or frog infestations only or something,” she said with a laugh. “He found out completely by accident when he was a third year. Some students bullied him and made him stand in the corner for hours all alone, and he figured it out.”
“I could have saved so much damn time if you told us,” Mo said.
The three of you crawled through the tunnel for several minutes before a small bit of light peaked through a door. You emerged from behind a painting of an apple tree in a hallway that was way too close to the Headmistress’s office for your comfort.
“We need to move,” you said to them. You took off the invisibility cloak to readjust it around Mo so the three of you could fit.
Midway through covering your head, you saw angry eyes from the painting. It was originally just a painting of a lonely apple tree, but this time there was a man standing there, glaring at you.
“Students out of their common room!” Professor Rattowl bellowed. “You will be punished for this!” He disappeared from the painting and your heart jumped into your throat.
“Run!” Valkyrie said, throwing the cloak over your head and pushing ahead.
It was clumsy and difficult to be so close and try to run at the same time without tripping over each other’s feet. You felt as though you were in a strange animal costume, where one of you was the head, another the torso and another the rear. As you nearly fell several times, you managed to cross the hall and head down the stairs.
“There’s an exit just past these stairs!” Mo said, his elbow accidentally digging into your side.
The feeling hit you when you reached the bottom of the stairs. Dread creeped up in your stomach and all three of you stopped in your tracks.
Three dementors floated at the entrance to the large arched wooden door that led right where you wanted to go, outside. Their veiled heads paused for a moment, and all three of them stopped moving.
Your heart thudded in your chest as the three of you stood there, arms linked and trying not to breathe. Surely, they could hear your collective heartbeats fluttering faster than a hummingbird. A long ache of despair scraped across your chest and you felt as though you could not breathe.
One dementor turned its head towards you and floated closer. Valkyrie squeezed your arm, but you felt nothing but sadness as you stared back at the creature that fed on the vacuum of pain you held inside.
Suddenly, a bluish light coursed through the room and a pair of torso-less legs ran through the dementor. It reared its head back, and the dementors followed the legs through the hallway. The feeling of dread lingered, but it was not as heavy as it was before.
You took off the invisibility cloak and dragged a breath in. Crazy Collin floated towards you and smiled.
“Crazy Collin! You saved us!” Mo said, shocked.
“Collin, how did you know?” you said, walking up to him.
He shrugged. “I saw you in the hall there, goin’ inside that cloak. Then I followed the sound of yer feet. I know you’re trying to stop that monster, that ‘orrible thing that killed that poor girl,” he said, his usually youthful eyes became pensive. “It killed me too, ya know. It ripped me in half fifty years ago!”
It hit you then. You thought about the vision that Leah Mai showed you from fifty years ago when you had been sucked into the book.
A group of professors carried someone on a stretcher down the stairs. That someone had a white sheet over their body and face. As they descended the steps, a hand slipped out from beneath the white sheet and you saw dark blood drip on the floor in little beads.
Odin’s haunted voice echoed in your mind from that memory, when he had spoken with the former Headmaster Oppin.
“The Dark One has risen, and his shadow lingers here. Doesn’t the Michaels boy prove that?”
You found your voice again and looked up at Collin. “Michaels...Are you Collin Michaels?”
Collin nodded sadly. “Now, go! My legs won’t hold ‘em for long!”
Valkyrie tugged at your arm, pulling you to the door. “Come on Freya.”
You looked back at Collin. “Thank you,” you said and smiled.
The door opened to an awfully chilly breeze and the three of you huddled underneath the cloak once more and made your way to the Forbidden Forest. Behind the clouds, the sun was obscured, and rain drizzled over you. Above, the clouds had darkened and everything looked dark grey and uninviting. Just at the edge of the treeline, the three of you stopped, staring into the shadow of the trees.
“Are you guys ready?” Valkyrie said.
“For Pom,” Mo said.
You smiled, tears in your eyes. “For Pom.”
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Happy Loki Wednesday! A very long chapter this week to add in some juicy details and there's some callbacks if you remember from previous chapters ;)
Thank you as always, for being on this fun journey! Your comments make my day :D
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