Winter Into Spring Chapter 1: Eksil av en Prins, an avengers fanfic

Chapter 1: Eksil av en Prins ~Exile of a Prince~

Guilty.

He already knew what the verdict of this trial was. Everyone knew it, so in honesty the entire trial was nothing but a huge waste of time.

The raven haired prince was fully aware how the people of Asgard glared at him, how they whispered among themselves as the trial continued. About his actions against Midgard, about his true heritage as the son of Laufey, about everything they could gossip and mock him for. Not that he cared anymore. The people of Asgard truly accepted him. Even when they didn't know his true lineage, they never accepted or treated him the same as Thor. As the trial carried on, pointless though it was, the citizens of the Eternal Realm were either silent or whispering amongst themselves about the deeds of the silver-tongued prince, some commenting that they knew he would end up where he was now. Thus Loki knew many of them were even glad when the verdict was finally read, finding him guilty of all his crimes against the realm of Earth and its people.

As the people waited for the king to pass sentence, Loki blocked the others out of his mind. He could take any punishment, any torture, any fate they decided to inflict upon him. The Trickster just wanted it to be over and done with. He wanted to get away from the eyes of those who saw him as nothing but a monster and a disgrace. He wanted to get away from the gaze of the idiots who didn't understand his worth or his true potential. Loki wanted to just get away from all of them. As much as he enjoyed being the center of attention, the God of Mischief didn't like it when all people did was glare at him with contempt and hatred.

His so-called brother had tried pleading on his behalf to the Allfather, to at least lessen the sentence. Loki knew very well that many of those present wanted him to be executed for his crimes. His only saving grace from such a fate was that Odin still called him a son and allowed him to keep his status as a Prince of Asgard. And the laws of Asgard had a particular set of rules when regarding the members of the royal family. Somewhere deep in his heart, Loki felt a tiny trace of joy that the king who had raised him from infancy still looked upon him as his child, despite all the evil he had done. However, he refused to admit it to anyone, even to himself.

Loki could hear some of the people calling out and saying that his mouth should be sewn shut, to take away his greatest powers – those of his words. The thought made him shudder inwardly, though he showed no fear outwardly. Some shouted out that the Trickster be imprisoned, preferably for the end of his days. Some of the nobles even began saying how he should be imprisoned and further tortured in some manner for his actions. Even if they attempted it, they wouldn't succeed in convincing Odin to do such a thing. Still, the Jotun-born god couldn't help but wonder what fate the Allfather would ultimately decide on for him. As a father, Loki guessed that the gray haired god would try to be as merciful and lenient as possible. As a king, he knew Odin was required to carry out a fitting sentence to go with the crimes he had committed. It would be finding a punishment that would appeal to both sides of the King without seeming to act more as one than the other.

It wasn't until the following day that the Allfather passed sentence on his younger son. The choice of punishment had been decided. When the king began to speak, the entire room, if not the entire kingdom went quiet. Loki could see the inner turmoil in Odin's eye as the elder god began to speak.

"Loki Odinson, Prince of Asgard, you have been found guilty of your crimes against the realm of Midgard and its inhabitants, including attempting to claim the realm for yourself. Many here have called for many sentences that would be fitting of the seriousness of your crimes. But as a member of the Royal Family, your fate will not be so harsh. Thus, it is after long consideration and deliberation that I, Odin Allfather, hereby decree, that your punishment is to be sent back to Earth, stripped of your powers, to live as a mortal."

Exile, to Earth. As a mortal.

Loki knew instantly that Thor had a hand in this. Who else but his idiot of a brother would convince Odin to have him exiled to the very realm he had tried to conquer? To inflict the same punishment that the Thunder God himself had endured at one point? However, the prince knew that it wouldn't matter in the end. If anything, Loki could turn this exile to an advantage. It would be difficult, but not impossible to achieve the goals he set. Indeed, the Liesmith was already at work plotting revenge against his brother and the Avengers. He had been doing so ever since returning to Asgard. And for once, Loki was glad to have the damned muzzle he'd been forced to wear. It hid the smirk crossing his lips.

However, his smirk faded as he glanced over at Frigga, who was looking close to tears after hearing her husband announce sentence on their son. Loki's heart sank at the sight of the distraught queen. Even if he detested Odin for lying to him and loathed Thor for always being the favorite child, Loki never once held any ill feelings towards the woman he called his mother. Frigga had been more support to him over the centuries than his father or brother or his so-called friends ever had. A sharp pain jabbed at the Trickster's heart, knowing that he was causing his mother all this pain. Only now did he regret his actions, if only because he saw the effect they, along with his trial, had upon his dear mother. The prince could do nothing but turn his head and shut his eyes before he was escorted back to his chambers. At dawn, Loki was to have his punishment carried out.

Loki found sleep evasive as he laid on his back, staring up at the ceiling of his room. In some ways, once dawn arrived, it would be as if he were going to his own execution. Thankfully, exile was a far more lenient punishment, but to have his powers stripped away from him was going to be bad enough for a sorcerer like Loki. The prince decided to make sure that there would be a way to fix that little detail in his banishment. Since he couldn't sleep anyways, Loki began to work on his plans that he could take care of now. He wasn't sure when exactly the guards would be coming to take him away, so the sooner he finished, the better.

Moving off of his bed, Loki sat down on the floor, tracing some symbols onto the ground that glowed with a faint light. Quietly, the Trickster began to create small, clear crystals until he had a total of seven. One was clearly larger than the others, but Loki had done so intentionally. After he checked the strength and durability of the jewels, he began to focus on the jewels, watching as the colors slowly turned from clear to a deep emerald green, just like his eyes. The gems began to pulse with a faint glow, causing the prince to smirk at his completed work before placing a hand to his forehead. Although he had succeeded, the process had drained him more than he expected it to. Loki shook his head lightly as he hid the crystals in his pocket and then moved himself back onto his bed. This time, sleep was able to overpower the prince, and Loki soon was in a deep, dreamless sleep.

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So I FINALLY finished the first chapter of one of a couple Marvel-related fics I've been working on. This is a post-Avengers fic, obviously, and it's about Loki and my OC Anya. Not as long as I would've liked, but I should have the second chapter done relatively soon.

I OWN NOTHING BUT THE STORY! I MAKE NO PROFIT FROM THIS AND THIS IS PURELY FOR ENJOYMENT!