Thor rushed into Loki's chambers and quickly shut the door behind him. He couldn't risk his people seeing him cry over his brother, the God that had ruined many lives with his "little" stunt ... his last stunt.

Thor sat on Loki's bed and frowned, wiping the tears away as fast as they came. What was he suppose to do now? Loki was more than a brother to him. He was support, reassurance and guidance and now all of that was gone ... for good.
"No!"
Thor shook his head to steer his mind out of that place. Loki was not dead. He had fallen, yes, but he was not dead.

Looking around, Thor noticed an envelope with his name scrawled on it in Loki's hand writing. Snatching it from on top of the pillow, Thor looked down at it and frowned, confused by the sudden find. When had Loki written this? Opening it, Thor began to read.

Dear brother,

If you are reading this, then it means that worst came to worst and something bad has happened to me and I didn't have a change to go back and burn this letter. I knew you'd come in here, as you always do when something ails you. I assume you will have many questions and this letter will hopefully give you your answers.

My whole life I have felt like an outsider, like I had to fight for my place beside you and father, then I had to fight you just so father would notice me ... but everything I did paled in comparison to the things you did. I was always fighting, Thor, always. I used to wake up and tell myself that father loved me just as much as he loved you, but over the years that turned into a constant reminder that he doesn't, and I don't think he ever will.

You are the golden son, are you not? You are Thor, God of Thunder ... the God that can do no wrong. While I am Loki, God of Mischief, the God that knows nothing but wrong. Do you remember when we were children and your friend broke the vase and blamed me? No one questioned him about it, and when I had tried to tell father that I didn't do it, and that the boy was a liar, father just frowned and shook his head at me. It wasn't until you stepped in and told father the truth that he apologized. Do you remember that, Thor? I'm sure you don't.

All I ever wanted to be was your equal, to have father look at me the same way he looks at you. I wanted you to look at me as an equal also, but that never really did happen, did it?

I wish I could say that I am sorry, but I am not. I did what I thought I had to do to ensure the safety of Asgard, to win father's love and your faith. This letter will either confuse you more or answer your questions of "Why?" but whatever the case may be, I am no longer around to explain it to you and hopefully I am no longer around to feel the pain of never being good enough.

Loki.

Thor clutched the letter in his hands, tears pouring out of his eyes. Shaking his head, Thor put the letter to his lips and whispered to the letter, to Loki.
"You were always good enough in my eyes."