aha i couldn't leave you all like that. So I devised this sad little chapter as quick as i could.

Both parents held their troubled breath as the door opened up, first stepping out was a Chitauri soilder, dressed not the usual embellishment for war, but rather casual. Stone and granite looking armor, battle scars covering the rest of his body.

Odin scowled at the grotesque looking man and instantly wondered if he was Loki's torturer, or a mere officer given the task of bringing back the prince. Frigga tightened her hand to Odin's. It was rare when the King and Queen were in such noticeable distress, since the Chit made a comment,

"Do not trouble yourselves so, dears." He mocked.

Odin wished he was king at that very moment. He would've had the power to beat him to a pulp or execute him on the spot. Such was common when a dire enemy came to Asgard. The Chitauri were considered more savage the ones from Jotunheim.

They waited in which seemed like forever when another solider/dark figure crept out. Odin instantly recognized the man. He was the one who took Loki on that day. A dark, horrible sick looking man. One obviously belonging to the mountains. He resembled a herder of mountain sheep and rams, carrying a long battered looking black stick. Though Odin knew better. He was a dark magic user. One who did not herd little lambs, but rather tend to the insane up in the mountains.

Frigga couldn't help but not stare at the man. He looked so sick. But Odin had always warned her that the most harmless and innocent looking of men could break down a kingdom.

He approached,

"My Retires," He grinned, showing off his ugly rotten teeth and un-groomed beard, "You'll find that your son will be much more manageable and behaved now. Just as you wanted, yes?"

The words cut deep.

"Do not look so sad." He teased, wobbling over to the carriage and standing infront of the opened door, waving his hand as a 'come' signal.

The two held their breath again, especially when the foot soldier snickered.

And out came their son. Lightly blindfolded (it was obvious he could still see, seeing how he obeyed the man's direction for him to enter) and heavily gagged, a large steel ball in his mouth, causing drool to run down freely. He wore tattered and stained clothes. Barefoot with cuts and blisters on his feet and ankles. Frigga held in a sob. Her son looked awful… He looked sick. Even more pale then he was when healthy. His hands were trembling…

Odin stepped forward, causing Loki to step back and behind the dark shepherd with swift notice. His head down and lowering more as Odin came closer.

"I demand to know why—"

"He may not look healthy my lord. But be sure once he bathes he will look much better." That awful grin again. "Believe me, we kept him well fed. No starving children of Odin as promised. Much to drink too."

Frigga watched her docile and sickly son, her hands covering her mouth.

"I am also terribly sorry we came early. The horses were trampling faster than expected. But I'm sure mother dearest is happy to have her youngest back, yes?" His 'ss' hissed on the last part.

Frigga closed her eyes tightly and a single tear ran down.

Both attendees grinned and obviously held in a laugh.

"Enjoy your new son." He waved them off, pushing Loki forward to Odin. A muffled cry of pain could be heard beneath the gag. Causing the confused and raged Odin to step back. This did not look like his son. This wasn't what a prince needed—

"Compliments from Thanos. I bid you all a nice day." The dark one and solider both bowed to the once King and Queen, setting a foot in the carriage. The horses muffled and shook their enormous necks, turning around and vanishing in what was left of the fog that followed the hell carrier.

There was a sad silence between the three. Frigga pushed her husband gently aside, tending to her son with haste.

Loki flinched at the un-familiar gentle touch of his mother, but he knew it was her.

"My dear…" she tried to keep it all in for Loki's sake, taking off his blindfold to reveal very dark eyes. His eyes use to be a wonderful emerald, now they just looked… like a merky swamp. Dark circles also plagued his face. The man obviously had no good nights back in the mountains of Asgard…

Loki looked up to her like a scared rat. Jerking his head up and down in quick and a twitchy motion, which caused his oily and thin hair to fall in his face.

"Loki…" she sighed, holding in a whimper herself. She proceeded behind him, untying the horrible dirty looking gag in his mouth. It fell to the ground instantly and he licked his chapped lips. He dared not look at his father.

As Frigga's gentle and all-caring hand swept through his hair to comfort her son, a shaven patch was exposed. She tilted her head and then gasped, causing Loki to jerk away and replace his long locks over the stitches.

"What is it?" Odin asked, coming close.

"His head!"

Loki shook his head, fidgeting with his hands and looking down to the ground. His foot un-settling and wavy.

"What- what about it?"

"Something… his…" Frigga couldn't help but grab Loki's arm and pull him forth, ignoring his pained whimpers and protest grunts. His hands went upward, trying to move and make Frigga's grasp go away. He was so weak. And… there was something autistic about his jerky and wavy movements.

Once Odin saw, the retired king shook his head and began to sob.

It seemed that they had taken something out of his brain… They had cut open his son's head and taken something out. They had violated his son's innards…

tell me what ya think! It seems something very cruel has befallen Loki :( if you all are familiar with Frontal lobe or brain extraction, then you'll know it's a horrible thing to do to a person.

For all that don't really know, it's when surgery is done to the brain. Usually the frontal lobe (one of them) is taken out. And when the person awakes he/she is very vegetable like. if you saw planet of the apes (old one) you'd see the scene where his friend had part of his brain taken out to make him more docile and easy to command.

Here- Loki isn't that extreme. He still has control... i think. Weather they didn't take out a severe portion or his magic is slowly healing him inside- we'll see!

HOW DO YOU FEEL, ODIN. HOW DO YOU FEEL.