Green eyes gazed up to the night's sky full of millions of eyes were sad and cold,too tired to express the amazement of their owner feeling it every time looking at them,even for so many of Asgard,he called himself,but he didn't belong here,not adopted son of Odin,father he always admired,for whom he always wanted to be better,to feel more loved and accepted as it was the thing he had always craved was no father to him anymore,Laufeyson or Odinson it didn't mother was still there for him, though distant,at least he felt she was still there for him…And his brother Thor,who he had loved more than anything for so many years,how he trusted him,he could swear he would have given up his own life just to see him smile. All of this had been left in the past."You don't belong here,you can't do anything to be like them,so conquer them,so make them kneel,make them surrender,be a God which Odin and Thor can never be." His inner strength hungry for redemption told him,oh so deceiving,his eyes suddenly raging in red,even the color of green they always held was a was stinging painfully,realizing that all you thought you ever were is just an illusion,and feeling like a piece of dust,a snake in the mask of a wolf-he couldn't handle compound him,the images of his brother suddenly flashing before his eyes out of nowhere turned the anger into pain,and the eyes wettened."I don't want to be left forgotten brother,where are you?..." He was nowhere close to him that was for sure,and the promise they had made back in childhood years "We will always stand side by side" was seemingly sliding out of his reach like leaves through the wished he could fly…
He stood up from the chair on the balcony of his chamber,threw off his nightwear and walked inside to lay down naked on his bed,not to sleep but rather look up at the ceiling as he did before for hours."I love him" he told himself,this was the truth he had hated and accepted for a long time first it came sweet,with the glimpse of hope that his sweet brother felt the same for him in the beginning,back then they were still so young,and they had yet so much to Thor was so sweet,and so warm to him,it seemed like a long lost dream to him now,and the remains of the sensation of their skins touching,and the taste of his lips and strong protective arms around him,and his own fingers sliding through the long,blonde hair,the warmth entering him and driving him crazy still remained and lingered in his memory,and gave him shivers of painful nostalgia all over his rolled down on his cheeks as he changed the side on the bed desperate to find comfort,he rolled the bed sheets around him,and like an orphan boy,he fell asleep.
He had a long and a distant dream,he was still young,with Thor by his was unafraid,cheerful,mischievious and rebellious,like they both were back in the huge hallways of the castle and holding the dream turned dark and cold,he saw Thor growing up from a boy to a man,and his honest smile turning into a stir face,looking far away in the distance,not glaring at called out to him,begged him to look back but the big brother was ever so cold,he seemed so far,he tried to reach out for him but couldn't reach,the arms froze in air and he couldn't breathe,as if a big glass wall stood between them,he screamed his name so loud but Thor couldn't hear,and then he turned away,and walked fell on his knees,crying…He woke up panting and catching air,his sweaty neck and forehead glowing bright in the night.
"Oh,what you do to me…" he mumbled to himself painfully and got up from poured himself a glass of water and then went out on was naked when the morning chill flew over him,blowing his long,black hair behind him…he felt the wind on his skin but did not tremble for he didn't feel away at the edge of the rainbow bridge he saw a silhouette walking to and fro,Then it stopped and stood there for a knew Heimdall was watching him,he watched over everything after urge to run to him and ask him "Where is Thor? How is he? What is he doing? Is he with HER?" came over him,but of course he would not dare doing looked up at the sky,it was dawn already,he saw the crawling light sneaking in slowly,covering the stars with its' deceiving curtain.
He sighed and started getting dressed,he had too many things to do,it was no time to think about HIM now,there was a duty to be done and justice to be made,for now Thor had gone,Odin and Frigga had died and Loki was the King of Asgard.