Starlight in Her Eyes

Prologue

By Ghost of the old age

Blue light cast everything in the golden hall of Asgard into shadows. As the light grew brighter two people walked into the throne room. One was an elderly man with shoulder length hair and a beard. His left eye had a silver eye patch covering it, hiding battle wounds from long ago. A golden staff was in his hand, clicking softly on the golden floors. The other was his wife, with long curly hair the colour of wheat. Her grey eyes held the warmth of a mother even though she had no children of her own.

They waited in silence as the blue light became stronger and stronger. Finally, after a few more minutes of waiting the blue light flashed as bright as the stars before dimming out completely. Standing in the center of the golden room were two men, both as different from the other as the sun and moon. One stood tall with shoulder length blond hair. His eyes were blue like his fathers and his body was covered in toned muscles. The other was also tall but much thinner than his companion. His hair was raven black and spiked out slightly at the ends. His eyes were the lightest green that anyone could ever come across. A metal muzzle covered the bottom portion of his face, keeping him from speaking. The other half of his face was littered with small cuts and the beginning of bruises.

"Loki, my son!" Frigga, the wife of the All-Father cried before rushing to the side of her youngest son. Neither of the two men were her real children but she had raised both. Thor was, by blood, Odins' son, the rightful heir of Asgard. Loki, on the other hand, was Odins' adopted son. Found during the war with the Frost Giants. Odin had taken him in and given the black haired infant to Frigga to rise along with his own son. She raised her hands and undid the muzzle, letting it hit the floor. "I've missed you," she whispered and smiled softly at the man.

"Mother," Loki nodded his head with a bored expression on his face. There was no more reason for him to act like he cared. After Thor defeated him the first time everyone knew his motives. He no longer needed to keep up a mask. His green eyes flickered to his adoptive father and a chilling cold settled into the orbs. Turning his head away, Loki stared up at the ceiling.

Thor, the elder brother, moved back and took in the sight of his home. He had missed the place he had grown up in, lived in and even fought in. From the corner of his eye he could see the All-Father coming up beside him, watching their poor excuse for a family. "You have done well, my son." Odin said quietly, placing his withered hand on the younger mans' shoulder.

"Thank you father." Thor closed his eyes and let himself relax. His hands still gripped the case from Midgard. Inside was the cube of blue that had gotten the two brothers home.

"But your time on Midgard is not yet finished. And neither is your brothers'." Slowly the blond god turned to the Asgardian King, confusion written across his face. His brows furrowed as he spoke. "What do you mean, father?"

But Odin simple gave his son a grim smile before squeezing his shoulder and walking over to his throne. Frigga frowned, turning to her husband and king. Odin nodded to the woman and watched as she turned back and kissed their youngest sons' forehead. "Be good, little one." She smiled to him before walking over to the All-Father.

In a booming voice the king spoke, directing his words to Loki. "Loki Laufeyson, my son, you have been trailed by the High Council of Asgard. They have found you guilty of the following crimes: attempted murder, treason, slaying the innocent and attempting to take control of a world under the protection on Asgard. Do you deny these accusations?"

The black haired man turned to fully face the couple, his face filled with hatred. He sneered, kicking away the muzzle that had been locked on him. "No, I do not deny my actions."

Odin sighed heavily and with a solemn face he raised his golden staff. "Loki, it is my duty as the All-Father to punish you. I take from you all you power. You are sentenced to live out an immortal life on the planet Earth." With his final words, the king raised his hand, directing it to the cube of blue light, locked in the case in Thors' hands. The cub glowed a brilliant colour, filling the room with its light. And as soon as it happened it was over. Nothing was left in the mischief gods' place but a swirl of smoke.

Thor slowly opened his eyes. He hadn't even realized they had closed from the bright light. His blue eyes flickered between his parents before he walked over, a heavy feeling in his chest. "What will happen now father?" He asked, placing the tessaract between the two thrones.

"You will not be staying here Thor. I want to you follow your brother; make sure he is on the right path." The king slowly walked forward to his son. The prince paused for a moment before nodding slowly.

"I understand and will do my best." Odin smiled softly and kissed the blond warriors' head. The king slammed his golden staff into the ground and a white flash filled the room. Once the light had faded Frigga joined the elderly man in the middle of the throne room. She pressed herself into his side. "What will become of them?"

Odin sighed heavily and wrapped his arm around his wife's shoulders. "Hopefully they will find the paths I have laid out for them. I saw for Thor a reunion with the woman of Midgard. But there will be pain. She is mortal, he is not."

"What of Loki?"

"He will find his path overflowing with hardship. But if he is to rejoin us in Asgard he must push through. Perhaps things will look up for our son."

The Marvel characters are definitely not mine. But future characters will be :3

I hope you guys liked the beginning of this story. I'm really looking forward to writing more. Oh and thank Ironbell for the inspiration to write this.

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