"Foolish brother, foolish Midgardian. They will never understand." I growled lowly at the irritating thought of my so called "brother" and the group of strange mortals who had defeated me. Yes, even though I hate to admit it, I've been beaten. The other Asgardians wishes for me to be more like him. I never really liked the man to begin with, the guy who toke everything away from me. Ever since we were young, Odin favored Thor and gave him more attention than he gave to me. He also lied to me that I was apaot of the family when I was really an outcast. They just toke me in just because they felt pitty for me. Thor has always been looked up to, praised by all with his glory. Odin also stated that he was fitted to be rightfully king of Asgard. Thor this, Thor that, everything always have to be about Thor. I had enough of hearing his name that it's sickens me. Well I'll show them all that he's not the only one that's fit to be a ruler. I'll share with them the same pain pain I had lived with throughout my whole life. Everyone may hate and laothe me for it, but I don'treally care. Even though with every attemped I make, Thor always come to foil my plans, damn him. Well it looks like I haveto kill him first before anything else though, I just need to find the right time to strike at his weak point. Asmirk spread across my face, chuckling at my genius scheme. All I need to do was wait for the right time to strike.