"Damn." The Norse god uttered the epithet under his breath as he crossed the Bifrost with his blonde brother. No. Adopted brother. Loki would never again call Thor his brother, not after his alliance with the pathetic Midgardian, so-called "Avengers." They were all pathetic. Couldn't they see he was a god born to rule? If Loki was not to have Asgard, than by Hel he was going to take the world that Thor held so dear.
Thor held a chained Loki in one giant arm, as his other held his beloved Mjölnir. Again, another reason Thor was clearly the lesser of the two, needing a weapon that was given to him in order to fight a proper battle. All Loki had to do was but barely whisper a spell in his mind, and he could throw hexes that were capable of killing even a frost giant. Those damn frost giants in Jotunheim, oh how he had his fun toying with them, truly owning up to his name of the god of mischief.
Loki became distracted in his thoughts and had to be yanked back by Thor. "Brother, dare you attempt to flee by again falling from this bridge? You must know that I am furious for what you have done on Midgard, yet I refuse to lose you once again. You are my brother, be it by blood or not." Thor's eyes were full of many emotions as he told the tall, slim god.
"You are such a fool, Thor. I was merely pondering over the fun I've just had. You know it is a feeling like no other to hold such fear and terror over those humans." Loki said with a snarl. "You should be ashamed to call yourself a son of Odin, with your emotions ruling you for some pathetic human."
Thor threw Loki to the ground of the Bifrost and held Mjölnir aloft over Loki's head. "I dare you, brother," Loki spat. "I dare you to kill me here, and for you to deal with the wrath of Odin. You know he must have some spectacular plans for my punishment. Imagine what Frigga would think of you, the pathetic son she raised, who time and time again is a disappointment to your father's house." Loki's radiant blue eyes were furious as he laid stark still under his brother. He showed no fear, knowing Thor would never kill him.
Thor put the hammer down, and yanked Loki back to his feet, pushing him off the Bifrost, and onto the lands of Asgard. Thor walked quickly, hoping to avoid the prying eyes of Asgardians who had heard of his brother's misdoings. When they reached the palace, they were came past the Warriors Three and Lady Sif, who all cast dark looks upon the lost brother. Thor passed them without even a glance as he made his way to his father's royal chambers where he knew the King would be waiting upon his thrown to cast his punishment to Loki.
The palace guards nodded to Thor as they opened the massive golden doors leading into the throne room. Thor took a deep breath as Loki simply rolled his eyes as the two entered the enormous golden arena. Loki had no fear- He knew his father would never kill him, and that Frigga would ask for leniency. Odin slammed the bottom of his scepter onto the floor, casting out his guards, for he wanted to deal with this matter in private.
Thor threw Loki down onto the stairs before where Odin and Frigga sat and said, "Kneel before your King and your Queen, Loki. Kneel before them because they have earned this right." Loki glared at Thor, and sarcastically knelt before Odin, muttering, "My king." Odin struck Loki across the head with his scepter, surprising the god of mischief.
When Loki glanced at Frigga, he saw shame, pity- things Loki felt he did not deserve. When Loki finally met the eyes of Odin, he prepared for another blow, but instead the old god stopped short of striking him again. "Loki?" the Allfather said as he looked from Thor to Frigga, an image of confusion across his face.
His face was met by equal confusion from Frigga, yet Thor seemed oblivious to the reason why. "Allfather, what is it?" Thor inquired of his father. Odin's face was ashen and when he spoke, his voice had the slightest uncertainty.
"Thor, did you not notice your brother does not look as he once did?" Loki scoffed at the word 'brother," but a glare from Odin made him fall silent.
"Father, what is it?" Thor asked as his eyes took in Loki from his toes to his hair. Thor stopped short as he noticed Loki's eyes. The eyes what would crinkle green in this gold room, were now cold as ice and blue as the Tesseract.
Loki looked up from his place on the floor when he came to. The last thing he remembered was everyone looking at his eyes, looking repulsed. Loki sat up and shook his head to clear it. "Where am I?' Loki thought. His mind was swimming and when he touched the back of his head he remembered why. Loki hissed in pain as he recalled Odin summoning a power that rendered him immobile and silent. This power struck him in the base of his skull, where it would silent any of his magical powers.
Loki rolled over as he took in his surroundings. It appeared he was in one of the secretive prisons of the palace, prisons so secret not even he knew where they were. Loki was encased in a glass-like prison with a bed, and little else. Only Loki knew this was no ordinary glass. Once sealed with a magical spell, it could only be opened again when the spell giver desired it open. Loki sighed in frustration as he ran his hands through his long hair. "It's about time you have awoken, son of Odin," Heimdall remarked. Loki jumped to his feet in surprise for he thought he was alone. "Damn," Loki thought, "How did he startle me? I've always been able to know when I was not alone. Even as a child!"
"If you are wondering why you did not sense me, why don't you ask me, god of mischief?" Heimdall calmly asked. Loki went to speak when he realized his could not.
"What is the meaning of this?" Loki mentally screamed, knowing Hemdall could very well hear his thoughts.
"The meaning of this, young one, if for you to learn. Learn from your wrongdoings, and learn to want to make them right." Hemdall arose from the chair he had been seated at at came to face Loki. "Loki, I know you feel anger and spite, but one day you will regret what you have done on that helpless planet. It is our duty as the realm of Asgard to ensure you change your ways."
Loki slammed his palms upon his glass prison, his eyes wide with fury. "Be calm, son of Asgard," Heimdall soothed, waving his hands in from of Loki. Loki tried to fight the spell, but without his powers, he was useless. "Allfather, he is ready," Heimdall said, backing away from the glass enclosure.
Odin entered the hall where Loki's prison was, followed by Thor and Frigga. "Allfather, I have calmed his mind and will be able to make him see reason, but only for a time. The Other's powers are strong, and will be strong for some time until Amora's spell leaves his body. The further away we exile him, the less holds they will have over his mind and over his body."Loki's eyes went wide as they turned a startling shade of green.
"Heimdall," Thor bellowed, "What are you doing to my brother?!" Heimdall turned to Thor and said, "I have calmed his mind from the control of the Other. He is finally, truly seeing all he has done. You need not worry, for this will last just a time before Amora's magical spell again takes control over him."
"Brother," Thor whispered against the glass, "Brother will will avenge this wrong. We will make it right, you must stay strong. Heimdall and the Allfather say with every day the Other's power over you weakens. You must fight the control and remember this is your home."
Loki began to shake and he fell to the floor, convulsing. The spell that kept him silent was broken and he uttered only one word before he fell unconscious. "Brother," was all he said before his eyes again turned icy blue, and closed.
