This is basically the first 'page' (it's not really a chapter) of my strange parody thing for how Loki discovers his 'True Nature'. Thus the title 'Loki's True Nature'. I would love to hear what you think of it (I don't mind critiques but please don't be to harsh. I don't do a lot of story writing and this is my first EVER fanfiction-parody-thing. Thank you) .Because if you like it i'll post the rest, but if you don't i'll remove it and wont bother posting anything...

So, here goes everything...

The body lay still. Yet life dwelled in its flesh. Cries of victory roared from the Asgardians. All but one. He kneeled beside the body, knowing the soul still lingered. His heart turned to ice. The voice in his head willing him to do such an evil task. 'Go on… it's your nature… wouldn't it be nice to feel the dead's blood run between your fingers…?'

He had to stop this venomous song from playing in his head. He had to make sure the mission in front of him was never to be carried out.

"You should be joyous…" such a familiar voice… A pat on his back awoke him from the trance. He strained to turn his stiff neck around to see his… friend…?

With a jump of realization he came too and stood.

"I am fine, Thor…" The confusion in his voice made Thor think otherwise.

"Are you sure, brother?" The concern in his older brother's eyes… Loki knew he had to make his act more sincere.

"I'm fine," He lied with a fake smile edged across his face. "Just wondering about how much help I truly was… I only used mere magic that could have only gotten in your way."

"Not at all. You were needed as much as anyone else on this journey." He gestured his hand to his followers. Loki glanced at that the victorious warriors. A true smile spread upon his face. He felt as though his brother's words were truthful. Something Loki had never had the courage to be before. He admired Thor for that.

A banquet, a feast thrown in celebration of their victory. Thor and his followers embraced the jeers and happiness of their fellow Asgardians, were as Loki dragged behind confused and lost in his own realm of thought. He couldn't shake the meaningless idea he had had.

"You've been down since the success of our mission, brother." Somehow, Thor had come up behind him and noticed Loki's unwanted feelings.

No reply came from his lips… he barely knew about his brother's presence.

"Brother…? You are not fine, are you?" Thor guided Loki by his arm to the wide oval table that covered a large majority of the golden room. Loki, struggling to release himself of his daze, didn't speak nor look up to see the kind and worried face of his brother.

"Speak, brother. You are starting to scare me…" They sat near head of the table, next to their father Odin. The silence between them lasted and Thor's worry grew. He grabbed his brother's shoulders and, with a jolt, Loki turned to look up at Thor's face. But Loki dare not look him in the eye.

"I…" Loki started, but words could not finish his sentence.

"Loki, please. The less you talk the more I worry. This is quite unlike you." Loki summed up the strength to peer into his brother's blue eyes. And still he could not speak.

Thor didn't give up. He knew, though, not to carry on pestering him. It could only make things worse.

The feast went on. Laughs grew, beers spilt, food was flung, yet Loki, still deep in thought, couldn't eat nor laugh. The depression of Loki was now spreading to Thor. He had tried to comfort his brother. He had left his brother to his own mind. He had gone on with the festivities. Yet he couldn't help but feel Loki's gloom. Should he try again…? Should he leave him alone? What should he do? As his duty as an older brother, he had to do something.

Thank you for reading it all, if you did, I really appreciate it :3
Please tell me if you want to read the rest.
And as I said before I don't write a lot of stories and this is my first fic ever.
Critiques are welcome!

Sorry if there's any spelling mistakes ^^;

I hope to see you again!