The Tricks and Gimmicks

Chapter 1


Loki lay in the dead crater. His head ringing the moment he arrived wherever he was. He was too tired to get up and decided to just lie there and looked what was above him.

Stars. Millions and millions of stars. He used to be one of those stars. He used to be in them. In Asgard. Where he thought he belonged. Where he thought he was one of Odins the rightful heir to the throne.

'I could have done it, father!' Loki remembered the moment he was hanging onto his life. Yes, he could have done it. For everyone. For Odin.

'No.' Loki remembered those last words Odin said to him.

Loki remembered how confident his so-called father was. How Odin will never take back those words. That one word that breaks his heart into millions of pieces. He remembered letting go. Because he had tried. He had tried to impress everyone in Asgard. He had tried to be a better king. He had tried to be a better brother. He had tried to be a better son. And hes equal. To make Odin proud.

Loki sat up, his head still ringing as he rubbed his head. The thought of his so-called father frustrates him and Loki found himself laying his body back against the cool dirt.

'I'm not an Odinson.'

'I never was!' Frustrated and angry, he finally let out an annoyed cry.

'It was always about Thor!' Tears started filling in his eyes when he thought of that.

'IT WAS NEVER ABOUT ME!' he thought angrily.

'"Why?" He whispered as he sobbed.

"Why Thor?!"

"Whys broken again. Much more than he thought he could manage. Screaming and crying didnt take anymore sorrow. He is tired of screaming and he is tired of crying. He is tired of being the good ol ?" he whispered between sobs. Silence. He took slow, deep and sobbing breaths, "...why?"

He let his tears fall down his cheek as he looked at the night sky.

Loki wanted to do something. He wanted to feel better. He wanted to ease the pain. He wanted to end his anger. His sadness. His frustration. He wanted peace.

He wanted death.

He let his eyes close again, letting only one last tear run down his face and his subconsciousness take over his mind.