(Disclaimer: These MARVELous characters do not belong to me.)
Hello readers :D This is my first time writing fan fiction so I hope I'm doing it right. It will be a single chapter for now and I'll keep adding on to it. I know the events that take place here may not be chronologically correct according to the actual myth, but hey, it's fan fiction, right? This piece is meant to be light-hearted, nothing too serious and written purely for fun and feels. I don't know where this will go or how it will end (if it ever does end) but I hope you enjoy reading it just as much as I enjoy writing it!
This diary belongs to a young Loki, I'm guessing he's in his early teens (in Midgardian terms, hah) or maybe even slightly younger when he wrote this. Do comment and review!
Kæru Dagbók,
Today Thor and his friends went to spar practice at the Colosseum. I thought that was boring. They go out and spar a lot nowadays. I tried to follow them once and got bruises everywhere. Father looked a little annoyed at me. He always is because I am so easily beat at sparring. Thor got all the praises, of course, as is the usual.
So while they went to practice I sneaked into Gladsheim (not before Heimdall scolded me but I ignored him) and listened to Father discuss something about the Jotunns with the other lords. And as usual they didn't notice me when I teleported into the hall. Oh, I forgot to tell you I just learned a teleportation spell. It is so much fun but when I told Father he got terribly furious and told me not to do it again. He says magic is horrible and is not to be messed with. I like it though. It's the one thing I'm good at that everybody else isn't.
Anyway, about the Jotunns. Apparently Father had noticed Jotunheim was growing stronger and he thought it was because they were preparing themselves for a war. Father has something they want. I think it's called the Ancient Casket of something. Father seemed quite agitated about it. He said the Jotunns were sure to cause some trouble to Asgard if the casket was returned to them. I thought so too. Thor says that Father says that Jotunns are horrible creatures who cannot be trusted. They like to kill and wreak havoc wherever they go. I saw a Jotunn once. He was blue and huge and he had red eyes. I thought he was very ugly.
Thor told me that once he became king he would destroy Jotunheim and all those blue creatures. I thought he was very brave and I said I would help him too.
Mother is calling me. I must go.
Vinur þinn,
Loki Odinson