Disclaimer: I don't own Thor.
A/N: Prologue happens after TDW most of the rest happens in the past.
Warning: Domestic abuse, Slash but not Thorki. Lots of angst.
A/N: The Avengers are not really a part of this story just there to introduce it. Also the first chapter is Thor's point of view but a good part of it will be from Loki's.
A/N2: It's kind of light and fluffy at first but don't worry if angst is your thing it steadily gets more and more angsty.
Thor was in the Avengers tower gazing at the city which was far beneath him. The city was lit up very brightly. There were still many people scurrying around on the ground. From this height though they looked like ants rather than people.
"So Thor? Why doesn't reindeer games like you?" Thor frowned and turned to face the room where Bruce, Steve and Pepper were all glaring at Tony, who simply shrugged.
"I'm just wondering is he just completely unhinged? Or is there a reason he's tried to kill you so many times?" Thor knew that Tony was sometimes very blunt, particularly when he drank a lot of the beverage called alcohol. Thor hadn't expected the question though and he didn't like to think about the answer. Thor found his way to a couch and promptly collapsed upon it.
"Thor you don't have to answer that; sometimes Tony just puts his foot in his mouth." Steve said with a glare at Tony who shrugged but started to look a little apologetic. The truth was that Thor wasn't sure why Loki was the way he was. As children they may not have been close as some siblings were but he had always thought that they had a good relationship.
He knew that Loki's heritage had played a part in his madness, but it seemed so strange. Like one moment they were fine and the next they were enemies. Even though he now knew that Loki had manipulated him into going into Jotunheim to stop him from becoming king, and that Loki had told the frost giants about a secret passageway into Asgard. Thor wasn't exactly sure when it was that Loki had come to resent him so much that he would let their enemy into their home and end a thousand war truce, just because Loki didn't want him to become king.
But...he felt as if he should know. There was guilt buried deep inside of him and seemed like it had always been there. What he felt guilty for he wasn't sure. Perhaps it was for leaving Loki alone too often. Even if Loki had asked him to. Perhaps it was for speaking to him often times roughly back before he had come to Midgard. He knew he had been a bit brash back then especially to Loki. So maybe he could see how Loki could resent him enough not to want him to be king. However he was sure that nothing he had done or not done to Loki was bad enough for Loki to try to kill him. Except...the guilt persisted.
"I know not." Thor finally said aloud and looked down at the coffee table wondering why that felt like a lie.
Additional Warning: Rating is due to violence and implied sex but will not actually feature fruit of the citrus persuasion.
A/N: I'm going to have short chapters but they should be updated frequently that is if people like it if not I might scrap the idea.