(Okay so I'm sorry if you were reading my other stories but watching avengers really just killed it for me. On the bright side I haven't given up! Avengers gave me a great idea and the story you are about to read is the child of said idea. Please comment…I really need the support to continue. I really hope you enjoy!)

My boots soundlessly padded down the hallway. It was early and the sun had not quite risen but there was just enough light to mark my way. I nodded to the guards as I reached the room. They didn't move or speak. I'd been here plenty of times and so I silently sliped into the room. I smiled, he was still asleep. I quietly tiptoed over and slipped into bed next to him. Sensing my presence he opened his eyes.

"Good morning Octavia." Loki's thin lips pulled into a smile.

"Good morning my dear brother," I leaned down and placed a kiss on his forehead, "And what are your plans for today?"

Loki sighed, "What have I done every day since Odin locked me away?" I frowned at him. He had been increasingly moody since his return from supposed death.

"You sit and read," I burst into a smile, "and you spend time with your favorite sister."

Loki grunted, "You're my only relative as far as this family is concerned." I let my smile drop. He was right. Thor and Olivia may be considered our siblings but the truth was that Loki and I were both adopted. Odin had taken us from our various home planets. Thor was Odin's real child, along with Olivia who had been born a few years back.

"Don't worry about it Octavia. Odin still favors you. I ruined my chance." Loki reassured me while stroking my hair. I smiled. Thor was a great brother but Loki was my favorite. He always knew what to say.

"Now will you please close your eyes? I need to get dressed."

I laughed, "Why dearest brother? Why do I need to close my eyes? We are related are we not?"

He sighed, "Just close your eyes." I obeyed and listened to the sounds around me while he changed. It was always dead silent in this wing of the palace. Since Thor had brought Loki back from exile, Odin had Loki locked up away from the rest of the family as punishment for the near destruction of Midguard.

"Can I open my eyes now?"

"Yes." Loki stood at the edge of the bed, dressed in his usual armor.

I winked at him, "You look stunning." Loki looked me over and smirked. I didn't wear dresses like most Asgardian women. I always wore my black and purple armor. Mother hated it but she didn't want to press the issue.

Loki's eyes sparked with mischief, "I bet mother hates that you wear armor. Why hasn't she forced you to wear dresses yet?"

I shrugged, "Guess she doesn't want to turn me into another Olivia." Our youngest sibling, Olivia, had been mothers attempt at the perfect lady. It didn't work out. Instead they spoiled her rotten, to the point where even Thor would agree that she is a complete and total bitch.

Loki smiled before lying down on the couch. This was our daily ritual. I'd wake him up, he'd change, and then we'd lie down on the couch together. I walked over and lay down next to him. He wrapped his arms around me, burying his face in my hair. This part of our ritual had become increasingly inappropriate since I had recently grown to full woman hood but I didn't care. Loki was my brother and this is just what we did.

I felt something cold run down my cheek. I started silently crying. "I thought you were dead." My emotional breakdowns had lessened since Loki's return but I still had them. It had hurt to lose the only brother I really cared about. I had missed his blue green eyes staring into my amber ones, the way he would stroke my long brown hair, and how he was the only person on Asgard that had skin paler than mine. I had thought I had lost all that.

Loki stroked my cheek and whisper soothingly to me, "Shhh…it's okay Octavia…I'm here…shhh."

"When they told me you were…gone…I came in here…I sat on the bed for two days without moving. Eventually Thor had to haul me back to my room." I whimpered then whipped the tears from my face. I hated breakdowns. It was the one thing I truly despised about myself, the lack of control over my emotions.

"Are you okay now Octavia?" Loki asked. I nodded and he continued, "I think it's time for you to go. You'll be late for your training with Fandral."

"Thor said he was going to teach me today." I stated. Loki grimaced before gently shoving me off the couch. I stood up and nodded at him. We never say goodbye. It was too painful. It made me feel like I was losing him all over again. Without another word I left the room and made my way to the garden.

"Your late dear sister," Thor said with a huge grin on his face, "Where were you?"

I shrugged, "Visiting Loki…like I do every morning." Thor scowled. I knew he didn't like me seeing Loki but it was important to me so I went anyways.

"You know I don't approve of your visits Octavia."

"He is still our brother." I chided. Thor patted me on the head before locking me into a bear hug. I gasped for air when he let go. Sometimes I thought he purposely tried to squeeze the life out of me.

I looked around the garden. There weren't any targets set up. Great! It meant today was a sparring day and Thor was always so much fun.

Thor picked up his hammer, "Now dearest Octavia. We Spar."

I waved my hand and a full sized trident appeared in it. Unlike Loki, Odin had trusted me with a weapon made by my people. I had been born on a watery planet so a trident was my natural weapon of choice.

Thor lunged and the battle began. Thor would always win if the battle was based purely on strength but I had flexibility along with agility on my side so on rare occasions I would win. Today was not one of those days. I fought hard but after several minutes and the destruction of a good portion of the garden, Thor had me pinned under his hammer.

Thor smiled and extended a hand. I grabbed it, quickly pulling myself up. I surveyed the damage; we had destroyed several flowerbeds and tore a chunk out of the fountain.

"If Olivia ever saw this…" My voice trailed off just as Olivia rounded the corner. She was shorter than me with blue eyes and platinum blonde hair she always wore in some intricate hair style. She looked me over, taking in my flowing brown hair, amber eyes, pale skin, towering height, and overall male way of standing. She grimaced at my appearance and I thought for a moment she hadn't notice the destruction around us. I was wrong. Her eyes widened as she took in the destroyed garden.

"What have you two done!" She screamed, "I'm going to tell mother about this and…" She didn't get to finish her sentence. I snapped my fingers and sent everything back to its places. Flowers magically replanted themselves and the fountain instantly mended. I even sent a few flowers buzzing past her head. Olivia glared at me before promptly stalking off.

I turned to Thor and we laughed. "What are we going to do with that sister of ours?" Thor exclaimed.

I smirked, "Sometimes I think father made a mistake on who he locked up." This made Thor laugh even harder. After calming down, we embraced and went our separate ways.

Life at the palace could be quite pleasant…but only when Olivia wasn't around.

(Okay I really hope you like it! I really want to continue this story but I'm still on the fence. Please leave feedback…it would really help. Thanks for reading!)