Author notes: Ah sorry it took to so long to post it but I had to think over the plot a bit… As I haven't been focusing on Loki even though he is like the main character so I changed it thanks to my review to something a little more… Dramatic! Oh also I feel the need to say that this title was inspired by a quote from avengers… But I can't remember what it is :/ I'll tell when I find out… Anyway thanks and enjoy, this scene contains sadness…

Chapter 7

Thor finally felt hopeful in retrieving his brother as now he had Sif by his side. Now he could not fail and now he was determined to get Loki whether his father liked it or not! His thoughts rushed through his mind as he led Sif and himself through the maze of corridors. But finally he pulled a panting Sif towards the throne room. Its huge doors seemed so strange through Sif's eyes as it was only a while ago she had been carried in over Thor's shoulders… "Where is my father?" Thor roared and she knew he was getting impatient. "In his chambers sire" a guard replied… And she groaned as Thor once more grabbed her hand and led her through the passages. And then they finally came across a large heavy, dark, oak door. It was huge and looked overpowering but it was only to familiar to Thor for him to feel anxious at all and so he barged in…

Odin was comforting Frigga as she sat in despair with tears rolling down her cheeks and falling onto her lap. And in her lap laid a black bundle with occasional red streaks tearing into some snowy white fabric. It was a mangled and torn and Frigga shifted slightly as she acknowledged Thor's presence. Now he could see... Thor crumpled to his knees it was in fact a figure, its body curled and it wore black trousers and, and it had...

It had black hair.

The lost prince was finally found.

"Loki…"

Tears fell from those brilliant blue eyes, which swam with water, just like the sea. He could not believe that in front of him lay his little brother; he was just a touch away yet he felt so distant. And he knew that there was nothing that he could do to reach him. He let out a strangled cry and his father patted him on the back in a reassuring manner. "No, no it cannot be father" he stated, his eyes were open wide with disbelief. This was not happening, it didn't even make sense, but he gulped down a sob and asked simply "W-what happened?"

Odin shook his head and handed him a letter that was crumpled and torn, ink had already gathered in splotches where he presumed tears had fallen onto it. His hands shook but gentle hands stopped them and he turned to see Sif's gentle face that nodded in concentration for him to read…

We warned there was no place to hide… No crack no crevice. And now as vengeance, no prince.

It took a while for Thor to register the words on the paper, and it became blurred with upcoming tears. He wiped them away in fury and he tore the paper into shreds, the words did not deserve existence. And he watched them fall to the ground, his anger made his blood bubble. And there was no stopping him as he raged through the room, tossing tables and chairs everywhere. He was beyond control and his father knew it and he nodded to Sif and Frigga. They nodded back with terrified faces and Odin rose and directed his hands in the direction of his raging son. He muttered some strange words and Thor felt his energy seeping out of him. His limbs hung loosely and he swayed towards his brother while his strength ebbed away from him. He sank onto the floor besides Loki and with his last ounce of strength he muttered "I am sorry brother, I am sorry" and he sank into a world of darkness.

He was alone, darkness spread and he saw nothing but then suddenly a dim light flickered behind him. He turned on his heels and saw that it fell on a man, the prince, his brother, Loki. He ran to the figure but the figure stared on past him, the gaze did not move or falter and it seemed as if Loki stared right into him. As if his gaze ran through into his heart, he moved to the side and then walked around Loki. The gaze did not falter and his body did not move and so he stepped away from his brothers standing figure. The head move and blue eyes locked onto green ones. He panicked and fell backwards and suddenly the darkness consumed him. It covered his mouth and then tied his hands behind him and soon it seeped into his mind. He tried to yell for help but it entered his mouth and it blocked his vision. And soon he felt his insides go cold as it sank inside him, cold ice it ran through his veins. He gasped and it drove into his heart, it was cold and it gripped at his chest as the inky blackness took over. The green eyes still glared into him as he struggled to emerge from his unconscious mind.

But he managed it and soon he was staring at the carvings on his chamber ceiling, he felt empty and a numbing feeling blocked his thoughts. He turned his head and saw Sif's hand upon his and she sat on a velvet chair. She was sleeping and she looked as beautiful and as fresh as snow with her black hair setting contrast against her pale face. Black hair! Thor sat bolt upright and accidentally woke up Sif in the process. "Thor your awake! I waited… your father…" she stumbled through her half asleep mind. Just then a guard rushed in "Master and ma'am follow me". Sif offered a hand and Thor took it graciously and they followed the guard. They were heading for their fathers chambers again… Thor subconsciously gripped tightly at Sif's hand and she winced in pain. Thor let go eyes wide with concern but Sif just brushed the looks away and they once more fell behind the guard. He opened the Oak door and his mother rushed to him "I am sorry Thor you were far from our control and we just… Anyway Thor he's awakening!" A light ignited in his soul and fought away the darkness "but I". "So did we Thor, it is ok" with that she took his hand and her eyes wrinkled into a smile, it was weak but it gave him hope.

He gave his mothers hand a reassuring squeeze and turned to his brother's body, he did not seem so distant anymore! He waited and waited and his heart began to pound but as the minutes turned to hours he felt his pace drop. He turned sadly to his mother who carried on watching Loki's body with extreme concentration. But suddenly it turned to delight Thor turned and saw his brother's eyelids flutter a bit. He was waking up! "Loki?" And suddenly he opened his vivid green eyes but they seemed lost and confused… "Who are you?" and suddenly he paused then looked up again. "Who am I?"

Author's note: Dun dun dunnnnnn! Loki has Amnesia! I told you it was gonna be dramatic; P. Sorry to leave on a cliff hanger but I have to go now, hope to post my next chapter by Monday :D. Thanks and please review… I wanna know what you think about this sudden twist!