Yay! New story! I've had this idea for a long time now, but only recently wrote it all down. I will update tis story very often, because I already wrote a lot of it.
They are not mentioned much in the story, but Magni and Modi are arrogant sons of Thor who think they are better than everyone else. They are raised as Asgardian princes. They often cause trouble and blame Bronwyn. Thier mother is not mentioned in this story, so you can imagine whoever you ship with Thor.
Disclaimer: I do not own any character except Bronwyn Lokison. Magni and Modi are the sons of Thor in Norse mythology, but their personalities were created by me.
The doors to the Bifrost gate slammed open from the Asgardian side. A petite, yet surprisingly strong boy stormed through them. He stalked over to where Heimdall stood and sat next to him. Although Heimdall did not look to the boy or even acknowledge his presence, the boy knew that Heimdall was aware of him.
"Gah! I am so sick of it!" the boy began to rant to Heimdal angrily, "I can't stand it anymore! I can't take it! Odin! Thor! Magni! Modi! Asgard! All of it!" Heimdall stepped down from his post to sit next to the boy. He spoke not a word, but silently encouraged the boy to continue. He knew that there were very few people who were willing to listen to the boy when he needed it and there were even less that he was willing to speak to. Heimdall never said anything of it, but he was honoured that the boy trusted him enough to consider him a shoulder to lean on and a willing ear to listen to his problems. Heimdall had mused over the point that the boy may have trusted him because he knew that nothing could be kept from Heimdall, but Heimdall chose to ignore that fact. He rested a hand on the boy's shoulder as if to tell him to continue. As long as the boy was willing to talk, Heimdall was willing to listen.
When the boy had first stormed into the room he had been filled with anger, but that had slowly faded to sadness and bitterness as it had so many times before.
"I don't think I can do this anymore, Heimdall." the boy sighed, "I know I've said it before, but I mean it this time. I can't stay in Asgard anymore." Heimdall wasn't one for physical affection, but it was clear that it was what the boy needed. Heimdall pulled him into a tight embrace. His suspicions were proven correct when the boy leaned into the hug as if he were afraid that it was only a dream that he wanted to hold for as long as he could, or as if Heimdall would pull away to taunt him at any moment. The boy's father hadn't been the happiest child, but this was a level of emotional pain that he had never reached. Heimdall held the boy close, stroking his ebony locks. He clutched Heimdall in the fiercest hug that the gate-keeper had ever felt, and he suddenly wanted nothing more than to protect the boy. To hold him until he felt his pain no more and could remember nothing, but love.
"Can-can y-you send me away? Far from Asgard. S-somewhere no one knows me and I can be myself without the distrustful looks my father's name gets me?" Heimdall hadn't even realized that the child had been sobbing uncontrollably into Heimdall's chest, but as he spoke he quickly wiped the tears away. The boy was strong, stronger than a child should have ever had to be. He was used to wiping away his tears and brushing away his feelings for the people around him. He would do anything and everything for them and they refused him anything more than common courtesy. This infuriated Heimdall, but he knew the boy would never forgive him if he were to exact revenge or even speak on his account.
"Please don't tell anyone." he whispered.
Heimdall stood, "If anyone else had asked me that I would have told the Allfather the moment he asked, but I have seen the way you are and the way you are treated. Odin and Thor dismiss you without a second thought for the two you consider your brothers. Magni and Modi barely treat you like their cousin no matter how much you care for them. Loki has tried to be a good father to you, but he must atone for his crimes against the realms and that leaves him little time to raise a child. No matter how much responsibility has been thrust upon you, you are still a child and you deserve a chance to truly be one. I will send you to Midgard and I will not betray your trust."
A small, yet genuine smile lit up the boy's face. "Thank you Heimdall." The light of the Bifrost swallowed his small form as Heimdall whispered back.
"Good bye, Bronwyn. May you find the life you seek."