My first FanFiction! I hope you enjoy! Also, this has slash (maleXmale or to be specific; Thorki! 3 and possible other slash pairings) in later chapters, so if you no likey, you go! And yes, this chapter has been altered a bit.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Avengers nor do I own ROTG.

~Enjoy!

A blue blur quickly made its way through the kingdom of Asgard, like a snowflake in the breeze.

Careful to mind the guards, a teenager with snowy white hair snuck into the Asgardian prison. The boy made his way to a certain cell, hiding in the shadows as a few guards pass by. Waiting a moment or two before he quickly walked down another hallway. Walking a few stealthy steps forward, he came to the cell that held what he was looking for; or should he say who.

Tapping his wooden staff on the thick glass, creating beautiful ice creations around the glass, "Pst, dad! Hey dad, wake up," The young man whispered in the loudest voice possible, hoping he wouldn't attract any of the prison guards.

A much older man with long, black hair slowly aroused from his sleep, looking at the albino teen with much surprise and joy.

"Jokul? What are you doing here," The black haired man's voice was raspy from the lack of water. But happiness seeped through his voice, seeing that his son that he'd kept so well hidden was alright and safe from harm.

Jokul smiled brightly at the man in the prison cell, striking a pose as his did so, "What? Can't the sexy winter Guardian visit his old geezer?"

"Oh, so you are a Winter Guardian now? Last time I checked, you were a little winter spirit begging me to give you piggyback rides or tell you stories about my time in Asgard with your father," His birth father countered.

The two shared a laugh, enjoying this brief time together.

The black haired felony stood up and walked over to the thick glass that kept him and his son apart. The white haired teen walked up to the glass and put his hand on it. His father put his hand on the same place as he did, just on the other side of the glass.

The teen began to tear up. He felt so alone, even with his father standing no more than a foot away, he was still out of arms reach. The white haired teen leaned his head on the glass and began to cry, not afraid to show weakness in front of his only family. Dropping his Shepard's staff, he slammed both fists on the glass, causing frost to crawl around the door, "This is so unfair! You shouldn't be locked up here. You had your own reasons for starting that war. You don't deserve-"

"No Jokul, I do deserve to be in here, for I had made the terrible mistake for trying to make the perfect world for us to rule side-by-side. I'm so sorry I failed you, my son," The father leaned his forehead on the other side of the glass, beginning to tear up as well, "I have missed you very much, Jokul."

"I've missed you too dad," He sniffed, "I've been so lonely without you."

"I understand, my boy. Years of isolation will do that to someone," That's when he realized he missed his son even more than he'd originally thought.

Just then, loud voices were heard from down the hall and coming towards his cell. The black haired man's eyes widened in slight fear, he knew who was coming to visit.

He turned his head back to his 18 year old crying son, whose tear froze before falling to the ground as tear shaped crystals.

"Jokul, you must go. Leave before you caught and throw in jail as well," The boy shook his head, refusing the leave his birth father, "Jokul Frosti! You must leave immediately."

Noticing his father's urgent voice, Jokul reluctantly backed away, picking up his Shepard's staff as he went. Giving his father one last look before running towards the entrance and made his escape. The black haired jail bird watched his son leave with much regret. Oh how he wished they could be together once again.

But this time, he would do it on his own terms.

The voices began drawing near now, their loud voices echoing off the walls of the prison.

Quickly whipping away any leftover tears, he lay down on his bed and waited for his guest to arrive.

The voices that were heard were now in front of his cell door. The door opened and in walked the 7.

The man sneered at them all.

And right then is when the leader of the 7 told him, "We have a few questions for you, and you have no choice but to answer us, Loki."

Loki sneered once again at Nick Fury, but gave into his demands.

Though, there was only one thing on his mind as both his non-brother and the super soldier grabbed him and led him into an interrogation room. And that one thought kept him going:

At least Jack is safe.

Well, since you read it this far, would you mind so deeply if you could review? I would love to hear you opinion on my first fanfic! Also, I will gladly answer any questions anyone has! I will try to update as soon as possible.

Please and thank you lovies!

~DragonSlayer42