Thor was going to the battle arena today with Sif and Hogan, to practise their fighting skills. He picked up his wooden sword. It was dull but it still worked well enough to play fight. He also wanted to bring Loki. He thought he would refuse, but he was glad to go.

" Loki, do you have a wooden sword?" Asked Thor.

"No, but can't i fight with magic?" He said, waving his hands.

"Of course not! This is a fighting arena, not suitable for magical battles." Loki's grin disappeared.

"Oh, don't you worry, Brother. You will be just fine.I truly believe you are a strong soul."

"Strong enough to be king?"

"Loki… Father told us not to talk of this matter."

"As if I follow the instructions of father!" He said, now laughing.

When they had reached there, Sif and Hogan were waiting. As Loki saw them, he hid behind his Brother. They often made fun of him when Thor wasn't looking.

"Loki! Be brave!" He said, pushing Loki to the front. He stood up tall, with a sudden burst of confidence washing trough his veins.

"I am Loki of Asgard and I have come to battle!" He shouted, raising the wooden sword Thor lent him above his head. Sif laughed, then proceeded to walk by Loki, also armed with her wooden sword and striked Loki, only to be greeted by a strike by Loki. Loki was very good at this and Sif was getting jealous. His reflexes were incredible, even for a god's. He matched every strike with a bang against his wooden sword. Sif was getting angry, so she decided to strike a little bit lower, trying to give the young prince some challenge, but as she did she accidentally struck Loki in the stomach. He fell to the ground, defeated. It was then Loki noticed there were alot of people. He felt a sharp pain in his stomach, hopefully it was not bleeding. Then, Loki filled with rage. The people started to laugh at him. He quickly got up, in spite of the pain and started to run.

Thor was still at the battle arena, but he was battling Hogan. He saw his brother fall, so he forfeited his battle. Sif looked rather uneasy, and ran over to Thor.

"Sif! What happened?"

"Well, you see," Sif regained her braveness and began to smile. "I was trying to give him a challenge, and, he got defeated. It's funny, really." A small laugh escaped her lips.

"Sif! This is no laughing matter! He could be hurt, and now he has ran off due to the humility!" Thor was furious at the people laughing. "People of Asgard whom I do not know, you must not mock my brother! I am sure at least 12 of the people here can't battle nearly as good as my brother can!" He noticed his brother running, and started to run, to catch up.

Loki had reached the castle, only to be greeted by Thor two minutes later. The place where the blade had struck, was now bleeding. He didn't know wooden swords could hurt that much.

"Thor!" He said, running towards his brother. He wasn't sure whether to be pleased or angry.

"Brother! Are you alright?" He said engulfing his brother in a hug.

"AH! Thor you fool! I am bleeding! Can we go to the healers?"

"Yes Loki, let's go now."

"Brother, why did Sif do that?"

"She was jealous. You were a exceptional fighter."

"Really! You are even better than me, and she doesn't do that to you,"

"She does, but she warns me. I think she just really wanted to beat you because you are younger."

"Oh, Thor. This really hurts."

"I know Loki. I will never trust her to battle you again. I never knew she would treat you like this, and, she even laughed. Everyone laughed, but they won't anymore, if I have anything to do with it…"

By the way, Astrid and Kana are just people I invented...