Disclaimer: I don't own the Avengers, nor Loki... sadly enough...


Mjolnir gave out a mental sigh of frustration. It had been two years now, since his current owner had given him away,... him... really, as if he were a mere, mortal hammer...

But then again, he thought, my owner promised, promised to come back, promised it was only a temporary solution, that at the moment, my current wielder needed me, Mjolnir, more than my owner.

Thinking about his wielder reminded Mjolnir of his current situation, of how his wielder had caused so much damage with his arrogant behavior, about how his 'heroic actions' had only hurt his brother, instead of helping him, had only caused his brother's demise when he most needed a shoulder to lean on, one that was never provided.

The more Mjolnir dueled on the fact, the more that he recalled his current wielder's actions, the more satisfied he felt... he knew, even if he was deeply annoyed with his owner for lending him away without a second thought, that if their was one thing that was certain was that he would see his owner soon...

Yes, he would see his owner soon, and he knew, without a shadow of a doubt, that the dark defender of mankind would avenge the wronged... He would make sure of it...


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