Thor is standing in the Palace Afteroom. His fingers are nervously drumming the handle of his hammer. He is taking unsteady breaths as his heart pounds hard and quickly against his masculine chest. Thor feels sweat beginning to form on his body, shaking ever so slightly. He knows this is the biggest most important day of his entire life, becoming king of Asgard. Thor knows he was able to fool everyone into thinking he wasn't nervous at all for his coronation ceremony. But in reality, he is entirely freaking out and never felt so scared to do anything in all his born days. He is very stubborn when it comes to being open with his true, inner emotions. The reason is, he doesn't want to appear weak to anyone, nor have people believe such a thing about him.

There was no way he would ever show he is not as brave, strong and tough as he wants people to believe. That will never happen. He will be king of Asgard and protect his people, while making his father and mother proud of him. But something inside him is truly horrified about becoming king and taking on a tremendous amount of stress and responsibly. Thor absolutely hates to admit this, but sometimes he questions whether or not he should be king. Is he honestly ready for this big change in his life?

Thor knows Odin seems to believe he is ready to be the king of Asgard. Like Loki said, "Have you ever known Father to be wrong?" . No, he hasn't except for hiding Rakis' prophecy from him. That was the only thing Thor strongly believes that his father was wrong to do. But, all in all, if his father truly thinks the time has come for him to take over, he will damn well go through with the coronation no matter how nervous he is.

Thor snaps out of his thoughts as he hears footsteps approaching him. Thor shakes his head and puts on the best possible front he can to hide his increasing nerves. He turns around to find his mother standing there, with a small smile on her face.

Frigga looks at her son and instantly see's his anxiety despite how hard he is trying to hide it.

"It's alright to be nervous," Frigga says in a soft and gentle voice.

"Why does everyone keep saying that?!" Thor snaps in a nervous tone, oblivious to him but Frigga can tell by the expression on his face. He getting tired of people thinking they can see right through his cover up, and trying to counsel his nerves to a calm state of mind. "I'm not nervous!"

"You may be able to fool the rest of Asgard-" Frigga begins to say but she was cut off short by her eldest son.

"But never you, I know," Thor replies in an annoyed and softer tone. He sometimes hates this about his mother, always seeing his true inner emotions and feelings he tries so well to hide. It drives him crazy that his mother is pushing down his guard that closes off what he thinks is signs of weakness. But, Thor loves his mother and knows she is only doing what's best for him, even though he may not always like her approaches.

"Thor, just remember you that you have something even the great All-Father never had," Frigga explains to her son in a gentle tone which made Thor look at her confused.

"And what is that?" Thor wanted to know.

"Me for a mother," Frigga replied with the most heartwarming smile she can possibly give to Thor, which she know he needed most right now during this nerve wracking moment. Thor looks at his mother dumbstruck of what she said. This gave him a lot to think about and a whole new perspective on the situation he's about to embark on.

A moment passed between mother and son as Frigga continues, "Now don't keep your Father waiting."

Frigga turns around and leaves, leaving Thor standing there speechless

...

Rakis is standing in the throne room, feeling very anxious and starting to get cold feet about being here. He knew this was one of his first days being present in a room full of their people in which most didn't like him for all the trouble he caused them. The more he goes deeper into the dark abyss, the more he misjudged what other people truly thought of him, especially his family and close family friends. The terrible vortex blinds him from seeing clearly of what he has in front of him, and makes him believe that he's at fault for the cause of people's over critical opinions towards him.

Rakis didn't believe the comments and snarky remarks at first, but as more insults and harsh replies came at him in result of his misfortunes, he was cornered into believing everything that was told to him by the Asgardians. The people didn't give him much of a choice but to believe what was said by most citizens. The shots at him was only the beginning of what is turning into be a irreversible, dark storm of addiction. It will only grow worse if Rakis continues down this dangerous path that can lead straight to death, making his prophecy and fate be a unchanged reality.

The more Rakis tried to fight the dark path that he is getting himself stuck into, the harder it was pull himself back up again. The vortex is quickly escalating his powers and evolving them into something beyond his control; beyond the understanding of gifted abilities. Between trying to fight the dark pathway, controlling his powers and emotions… it makes it near impossible to find the safe balance so he isn't harming himself permanently.

Rakis knew he meant what he said to his brothers. He does care and love them more than anything in the universe. But, he knows his inner struggles he's failing to cope and battle with is preventing him from displaying public emotion and affection. It kills him that he is hurting his brothers every second, but he can't ignore his feelings and conflicts either. With everything going on for Rakis, he doesn't understand who and what he is anymore. Who he is meant to be and why he's the way he is. Who is Rakis Odinson? That is the main question Rakis has been battling with all his life, especially now. He always knew and felt different from everyone else… but why is he different?

Rakis stood there in the throne room, in dead silence. He did not dare speak a word or move a muscle because the room is filled of hundreds of citizens waiting for the ceremony to begin. Rakis couldn't ruin his brother's big day by stupidly causing trouble in front of everyone and embarrassing not only himself but his entire family. The thought brought tears to his eyes and he instantly fought them off trying to present himself as well as possible. He let out a deep breath, gripping onto his axe in his left hand, wishing to god that Thor would hurry up because it's getting harder to keep a brave face.

Rakis then felt his brother, Loki's hands resting on his shoulders and pulled him up against him from behind. Loki held Rakis firmly, but gently against him, trying to comfort Rakis as much as possible without showing too much public affection.

Odin is sitting atop of the throne, in full ceremonial armour, growing impatient that Thor is late to his own coronation ceremony. Gripping onto his spear, Gungnir, before him, he is extracting all the power and majesty of ruler of Asgard. Any trace of weakness has faded away now. He sighs as his wife, Frigga joins him at his side. He looks around the hall, then casting a glance over at the warriors.

Fear that Thor isn't ready to be king is increasing greatly, and his worries for Rakis is worsening as well. There is so much going on that Odin fears great danger for the future of Asgard, and for his three sons who will be protecting the realm and making critical decisions for the safety of the people. Not only that, but Rakis' life may be on the line due to his prophecy to die in result of a war. There is so much that can go wrong that it puts Odin's health on the line as well due to worrying and stressing too much.

Odin snaps out of his thoughts and doesn't see Thor anywhere in sight. This angers him to an extent, thinking that Thor is too much a boy to take on the responsibility to become king. But, he can't change the reality of the situation. He has to make Thor king or else the safety of Asgard is at risk. It doesn't change how he feels, though. Odin shoots Loki a look thinking he might have something to due with why Thor isn't here yet.

Loki gives Odin a shrug showing him that he doesn't know where Thor is or why he's late to the ceremony. Odin studies Loki's face and believes him. He looks down at Rakis and can tell right away that his condition is worsening. He sighs worried for his youngest son.

The crowd is taking among one another in confusion of why Thor is late.

Volstagg sighs and whispers to Loki worried, "Where is he?"

Loki shrugs his shoulders and gave a deep breath, holding Rakis securely against him. Loki squeezed his hands which are on Rakis' shoulders to reassure him that everything's going to be ok. He felt Rakis releasing some muscle tension around his body as he faced a concerned Volstagg.

"He said he'd be along," Loki replied softly as Sif realizes the truth behind what he has said and shakes her head in disapproval, noticed by the two.

"What?" Volstagg asked, confused by the expression on her face.

Sif sighs very annoyed at Thor's childish behaviour and replies in a soft but firm voice clearly showing that she is irritated.

"He wants to make an entrance."

"Well if he doesn't show up soon, he shouldn't bother," Fandral explained in annoyance as everyone casted him a wary look, including Rakis. Fandral glances up at Odin who seems to be visibly upset and concerned for some strange reason, growing impatient of waiting for Thor to show up. "Odin looks like he's ready to feed him to his ravens."

"I wouldn't worry, father will forgive him," Loki said trying to stay positive and hopeful, forcing a small smile on his lips. "He always does."

Rakis sighed feeling uncomfortable and closed his eyes. Loki and the rest of the gang glance down at Rakis, noticing his behaviour and then shared worried looks with each other. They hope Thor will show up soon because they don't know how much longer Rakis can hold out.