Mortal Coil

Prologue:

Things are never as they seem. Sometimes the smallest, most innocent act can lead to something bigger. Sometimes even angels make mistakes. For example, a certain runaway Archangel could die in a fight against his big brother… and return to life with no clue as to why. That is where this story begins… it begins at the end.

Chapter 1:

"You learned all your tricks from me, little brother."

Gabriel couldn't believe what was happening. Yes, he was all set to do the same thing to Lucifer only moments ago, but… he knew he's hesitate. He hoped to hold Lucifer and talk to his big brother. Instead, he, the Trickster, was tricked and now had an angel sword in his gut. Words and lights blurred and Lucifer pressed the sword in deeper. That was the last thing Gabriel was aware of as his grace literally exploded. He fell to the ground, scorch marks on the ground in the shape of larges wings.

Lucifer looked down on his brother. For a moment, he felt pity. But all his time in the cage hardened and turned him cold. He regained his composure and left the hotel, ready to move on with the Apocalypse.

About an hour later, a tall figure in a black hoodie burst into the hotel. The bodies of the pagans were scattered, blood was everywhere. He ran, spotting a body and stopping dead in his tracks. An old man was on the floor, a huge puddle of blood under him. The figure in the hoodie tensed and clenched his massive fists, screaming in rage as he moved through the building. He came to the body of the man he was searching for. He still could not believe that his adopted brother turned out to be an angel, but… there was the proof in front of him. Removing the hood, blonde locks fell into the man's face. Thunder boomed outside as he shook in rage and grief. The thunder god Thor was now left to be the King of Asgard. Lucifer had killed both his father Odin, and his brother Loki.

Thor was not much for words, so he didn't say anything as more Pagan Gods came in, coming to claim the bodies of their family members. Thor returned to the realm of Asgard with Odin and Gabriel. Their bodies were put someplace safe within the castle, in glass coffins. Thor was not ready to say goodbye to his only remaining family just yet. Sif, his wife, was the only Asgardian God left aside from himself.

Thor's first responsibility now was Asgard. He prepared to defend it as the Apocalypse drew closer. His men were prepared for battle. Thor was in full battle gear. He had his armor, and his hammer, Mjolnir, ready for battle. As the time approached, he received Intel. The Winchesters prevented the final battle. All was peaceful once more.

Months passed, and the Thunderer was at odds. He was no king, he was never meant to be king, but here he was. He spent a lot of time these days walking the halls of the castle deep in thought. Many nights he found himself in the crypt, staring at the bodies of his father and brother.

"I should have been there for you, father… instead I was with the mortals on Midgard… I am not ready to be king, dammit!" The Asgardian king's powers got away from him as a storm brewed outside.

"And you, brother… " Thor was at a loss for words. His brother Loki, an angel? How was that even possible? True, a pagan just appearing out of nowhere was odd, but to actually be an angel? Why would an angel play Pagan dress up?

Thor shook his head and took a seat on a stone bench, staring at the foot of the glass caskets.

"I could really use some help…"

The storm dissipated as Thor began to leave the crypt. He wouldn't find any answers here with the dead. Perhaps he'd call on his father's ravens. Make a deal for wisdom in exchange for an eye. He needed all the help he could get right now.

As Thor passed his brother's cold remains, he paused, sensing something. Was that warm blood pumping? Here, among Pagans? Perhaps dinner was almost ready. But no, that wasn't it. It smelled far too fresh and far too familiar. As he turned, he saw the cold pale body of his brother gain a little color. As Thor turned to fully face him, Gabriel's body jerked and sat up. He inhaled deeply and coughed painfully.

"Brother? Loki?" Thor moved over to him, not believing his eyes.

"Of course it's me." Gabriel hit his own chest for a moment, "Who else would it be?"

The archangel looked around. He was very confused. Why was he in the family crypt in Asgard? Why was he in one of the caskets?

"Whoa, I'm not dead yet thunder boy. What's going on here?" Gabriel stood from the table, looking around, very confused.

"Loki, a lot has happened my brother. You have been dead for many months…"

"Pfff! Me?" Gabriel helps out his arms, "I'm Loki! The Trickster!"

"No. You are not Loki. You are an angel. We know, Loki. Remember the hotel? Remember Lucifer?"

Gabriel stared at Thor for a long moment, dropping his arms, "I… don't remember that at all! Thor, did you sneak into dad's ale again? You know that stuff makes you cuckoo for cocoa puffs."

Thor lifted one of his large arms and pointed to the other casket, "Then explain to me why our father is dead." He lowered his arm, "And also tell me why we saw the scorched wings under your dead body."

Gabriel stared at Odin, all his usual Trickster persona fading as he slowly walked over. The man who was more of a father to him than God was dead.

"I… don't remember. I really do not remember." He turned to Thor, "The last thing I remember… the Winchesters found out I was…"

"We all know, Loki… you're an angel. I am still unsure of how I feel about that. But I do know… that you could not pretend to be my brother all this time."

"I'm… I'm shocked. I am… really confused." Gabriel waved a finger in thought, "I need chocolate. Chocolate will help me think. Chocolate and Asgardian ale…" Thor made a face, "What? Okay, fine. No ale. But I want twice the chocolate."

AS22: Hey! Long time no see loyal fans! I just couldn't help myself, a new fandom grabbed me! Please leave me some constructive reviews, unlike in the past, I am only uploading this one chapter at a time. My old fans know I used to write out whole stories before posting.

:D luff you all!