Cold Hands and a Warm Heart
Loki had the fortune of reading this cold one's mind. But alas, hearing one's last thoughts can not be considered good fortune. As Loki, read the being's thoughts, the young man read his. He allowed this. He stood up for all of them, it was his last great act of defiance. Loki had to respect him for that. "Your brother's a pig! God, or no God!" Spoke the mind of one, Edward Cullen. "I could not agree more, my friend," Loki spoke to his mind.
Taking this stance as rebellion, Thor put his hammer straight up in the air, he waved his arm in a circular motion, summoning the thunder. The Cullen family watched in terror, Carlisle, reached for Edward to bring him to his knees. It was a futile gesture, the God of Thunder, positioned the hammer, and directed, both lightning and thunder towards this disobedient undead creature. It was only a matter of seconds for the lightning to strike this handsome young man, and reduce him to ashes.
Such wailing, and screaming, from the cold ones. Thor had been given to believe they had no life left in them, they were creatures of the night and human blood was their only mainstay, their survival was survival of the fittest.
It happened too quickly, believing that Carlisle had this under control, off in the distance, Jacob Black watched as his friend, was burned beyond recognition. On top of it all, he demanded their allegiance. Sam gripped Jacob's shoulder, "no the guy just summoned the lightning, his magic is too strong for us."
Loki who stood there motionless, bound, and speechless. He too could not understand his brother's cold hatred and black hearted meanness. Thor, only gripped Loki roughly by his arm, "we must leave this place." Loki knew only too well what would happen, in this world vampires do not exist, these people would make up a story concerning the death of one Edward Cullen. Thor would get away with murder.
As they made their way through the woods, Loki began to look back he saw his beautiful muse, as she lie on the green grass weeping, where moments, earlier his self righteous brother had taken the life of her mate. He pulled hard on his bounded hands, which caused Thor to turn to face him. "Brother what have you done? Loki trying to reason with him, "they were only trying to help us!"
Thor placed his hand on Loki's shoulders, "think not of this brother, I have saved humanity from one of these wretched creatures."
Loki felt the beast within him rise, and his true colors began to emerge. And what he agreed to when he left Asgard. He did not "sign up," for this.