Silence
A/N: I don't own Loki and the Avengers.
Loki's POV:
Silence.
It is unnerving. It is cold, emotionless, unfeeling.
It is the bane of my existence.
Silver-tongue, they called me. The Liesmith. The Trickster. Loki Laufeyson. The God of Mischief and Lies.
It wasn't good enough punishment, sewing up my mouth. Now, after my defeat on Midgard, they have restrained my freedom, muzzled me like some sort of unintelligent creature.
And deep within my mind, I scream. Scream out my hatred, my anger, the unjust All-Father's slight, the pit of ever-deepening sadness and despair welling up inside of me…
All I ever was, all I could be, all I yearned for… It means nothing to me now. For to take away my ability to speak is to blind me, to deafen me, to dull my other senses, to burn away my nerves, to ultimately fracture my damaged mind.
IT WASN'T MY FAULT! The All-Father kept my true heritage away from me, kept away my true life and thrust me into a world of war, feasts and drink. I was shunned for my magic, my cunning, my tricks. My dark hair stood out, unwanted.
Too small for a Frost Giant, too quiet for an Aesir, too magical for a human... I belong nowhere. I am Loki No-home.
All my life, Thor's shadow was all I knew. Odin praised him in heaps, while I was lucky to get even a tiny smile or a satisfied nod.
Odin… All I ever wanted from you was some recognition, some love, some praise from my trouble. The truth…
What did you feel, Odin, when I fell from the Rainbow Bridge? Did you feel as though you had lost Thor, your only son? Or did you mourn as though you had lost an old spear?
How I yearn to ask you my questions, to see if the lie appears in your old eye! How I hope to see if you look at me with disgust, apprehension, disappointment, even sorrow! How I wish to enter you mind and hear for myself if the thought "Just like Laufey" runs through your old, weak mind!
I will earn my revenge someday, All-Father, against Jotunheim, against Asgard, against Midgard and that band of lunatics, killers and schemers known as the Avengers.
But I am patient.
I wait, and wait.
Because I have infinity.
I have my silence.
And soon-
You will too be silenced.