Prologue


There was a large tree by the lake that was part of the grounds of the house. Between the tree and the lake were perhaps five, six metres of lawn. Beneath the tree, sitting on the bank, were to figures. Men.
One man sat, leaning back on one elbow so that he half lay on the grass. The other man sat to his left, maybe two inches further forward than the other. He lay into the taller man, the other's arm wrapped around his waist and holding him close, his head wresting on the shorter man's hip.
I envy them. They sit there, not a care, all the worldly possessions they could dream is, all the love, the presence of each other.

My name is Loki Laufeyson, and I am that man under the tree, and that is Tony Stark, lying there in my arms.

This is my story.


DUN DUN DUUNNN

To be continued...

Let's start from the beginning shall we? Chapter two will be up momentarily...