Prologue

Loki's P.O.V

Lies and trickery were all I have ever known growing up as a young boy but what do you honestly expect? Have you ever had somebody that you were always becoming compared to? Always being criticized and chided for not acting like them? If you know what I am speaking of then perhaps there is a chance after all. A chance for me to give my side of the story that you all seem to think you know so well. Before I divulge though too far into my life's journey, I want you to take a moment and remember something.

Remember that there are two sides to every story as there are two sides to every coin. So far you have only seen my brother Thor's side of the story but not even my brother knows how I felt. How hard it was for me to convey my true feelings to him and was instead forced to hide behind a façade. The most frightening part though is that nobody, not even those who insist that they are my family, knows that I am hiding behind a mask and can see the pain and anguish that I went through every day.

There are those of you who think that I despise my brother and my family but let me assure you that that is not the case at all. What you think you know is a lie, a lie that I created many years ago in the hopes of protecting myself from the inevitable failure that I knew would be coming my way. Even when I was a young boy, I could tell right away that there was something different between the way Odin would look at Thor and then myself.

When he looked at Thor there was nothing but sheer adoration shining in his one good eye and it was that adoration that I one day wished to see whenever he looked at me. But alas such a day never came. It was as though my father's adoration could only be spent on one child and even though he had tried to reassure me that Thor and I were treated equally, I knew that was not the case at all.

Being a young boy though, I did not voice such thoughts aloud for fear of what might happen for I did not wish to anger my father, disappoint my mother, and have my brother come to see me as nothing more than a sniveling child that was overreacting to something that just was not true. My family means more to me than what you may realize but it seems as though I may be getting a little bit ahead of my story here. My apologizes.

I do not know if by reading these adventures and memories of mine that you will come to hate me or understand me. There may even be some of you out there who think that these words are just another lie being thrown out there in the hopes of having myself pitied. I can assure you one hundred percent though that that is not the case at all and if you do not believe me then I suppose you will just have to be the judge of that.

It is the least I can do anyway seeing as how I know that my time left of living is slowly coming to an end. As I lay here struggling to write these words, my blood is slowly staining the pristine white marble floor beneath me and the wound that I took for my brother continued to bleed and slow my heart beat down even further. Whoever finds my story, I beg you to take this story to my family and let them read it. I just wanted to let them know that I never hated them and that I am truly sorry for any pain and suffering that I may have caused them. Oh and Thor…

If you ever get a chance to read this, I just want to let you know one thing. You were and always will be…the best brother that anybody could possibly ask for…

Jeg elsker deg…

I love you…

To be continued…

AN: I do not own the characters or movies involved with this story. I simply wish to write a fanfiction where Loki's point of view is finally put into perspective and I hope that you read and enjoy. If you do take the time to comment please be gentle with me. This is my first fanfiction ever and I can only handle a little bit of criticism at a time. lol