"Wait; hold on a second, all this is just too crazy." Peter says his mask in his hand. They had brought him to Avengers Tower and after them telling him he was safe and they pretty much figured it was him underneath, he took it off figuring there was no point keeping it on. They had told him who Loki was in the time frame of an hour so it was a bit condensed. Peter was left confused and worried for Loki. "He isn't evil though." He mumbles defensively. Thor wasn't in the room so the Avengers gave a somewhat biased version. Steve though was making sure it was as nice as possible since he had heard stories about him from Thor.

"We aren't saying he is evil now. We just wanted to fill in some gaps for you." Steve sits beside him on the couch. Peter was tired and beaten. Bruce had worked on him while he listened. Peer fidgets with his mask.

"What do I do now? Are you going to take him away or something?" Tony sits on the other side of the kid.

"Why would we want to keep him here? He is trouble; you can babysit him for us." Steve gives him a "behave" look and Tony rolls his eyes. Peter smiles softly; glad he can stay with him if only a little longer. The Avengers decided not to tell him about the other Loki they had met. That he was harboring the good within Loki and that in truth, Loki staying with Peter was probably safest for him.

"Hey are you hungry?" Natasha asks from her spot in the love seat beside Clint. Peter's tummy growls in excitement.

"Alright, let's get cooking." Steve rolls up his sleeves and goes to the kitchen.

"Hey kid, you want to try a drink, I can make a mean tequila." Steve drops the pan and turns.

"Tony!" Tony just laughs and Peter shakes his head.

"Are they a married couple?" He muses.

Thor had held Loki close the whole way here. Bruce had also taken a look at him and informed Thor that he was just sedated and will wake up soon. Thor had breathed out in relief. Once the doctor had left, Thor had put his brother in a big T-shirt and found a pair of sweats that would fit him. Now he sits by the bed in his room waiting for Loki to wake up. He had used magic. Thor smiles bitterly.

"You might remember soon brother. I am sorry for the strife it will bring you." He takes hold of Loki's hand. "I am sorry that I am so selfish." He just can't live without him and he knows it. Letting go of his hand, Thor stands and walks over to the little trunk he had brought from Asgard. It wasn't all that big, but it held a good bit of artifacts in it. All of them were Loki's most treasured items. He had collected them after the battle for Midgard. He takes out the book of spells Loki had first learned from. He remembers when they were children he would always run to him, excited, that he had mastered a new spell. Thor smiles as he looks at the words he could not understand. They still brought back so many memories that Thor felt his heart swell. He hears stirring from the bed. He closes the book and goes over ready to tend to his brother's every need. Loki groans and then stiffens with his eyes still closed. Thor looks worriedly for a few seconds. Loki then bolts up and crouches at the edge of the bed. "Loki, you are safe now. Relax brother, I am here." Loki begins to wobble and falls back onto the bed. He was beyond exhausted.

"What happened to me?" He asks with a shaky voice.

"You were sedated, it will pass." Loki jumps off the bed. He almost falls again but catches himself. Thor runs over wanting to help but is pushed away. It was a weak push but Thor understood.

"No, I- I died, I came back to life and a power just- just…" Thor runs his fingers through his hair. "I turned blue and I used ice." He didn't want to do this again. He wanted to keep Loki away from what hurts him but it was secrets that hurt him the most. Maybe now he won't take it so badly.

"Loki, come sit on the bed." Thor goes and sits waiting for Loki to follow. Loki keeps his head down with his eyebrows knitted in thought. He finally comes over and sits quietly. "You are adopted and because of that you are different." Loki looks up.

"What am I?" Thor puts a hand on Loki's shoulder.

"You are the most special." Loki glares, telling him to cut the bull crap. "And you are a Frost Giant." Something about that made Loki squirm and want to run again. He stays put though.

"What are they?"

"They are… enemies of Asgard, where you were raised, and everyone was taught to fear them. Our… father took you in hopes to bring a permanent peace to the two realms." Loki flinches.

"I am nothing more than a trophy." He gets up but Thor grabs his hand.

"No Loki, you are so much more than that. You are my brother who I love no matter what. You are a strong fighter and sorcerer." Loki takes his hand.

"I am seen as a monster." He growls. "How can you love a monster? How can you care about me when I am not really your brother?"

"Because, I just do. Why must I have reasons to love you? It is because you are who you are." Thor then looks to have an idea. He grabs the book off the bed and sits down in the middle of the room patting the ground in front of him.

"What on earth are you doing Thor?"

"Just trust me." Loki gives him a look but sits in front of him anyway, their knees almost touching. Thor hands the book to him and Loki examines it. "It was your first spell book. You used magic earlier Loki. Use it again." Loki shakes his head.

"I have no idea how I did that." Thor still smiles.

"I believe in you Loki." His belief in him was almost suffocating but not in a bad way. Loki feels comfort in it but hides it behind annoyance. He looks at the texts again flipping through pages. He then sees a drawing of the galaxy and wonders what this one would be. He looks at the short spell and decides to try it.

"Stjarnan, saklauss ljos

Fjor innan padan Stjarnan

I fregna ykkarr til koma

Syna allr ykkarr laun" His eyes flash a bright green and a great light shines from the book. The two are engulfed in a galaxy. Stars float around them and worlds Loki and Thor have never seen zoom passed them. Loki is awe struck. He drinks in the beauty. A shooting star almost hits Thor and he dodges by moving his head slightly. Instead, he hits a world that was right next to him and it explodes into a cascade of mini stars.

"Does this look like something a monster could create?" Thor asks him in just as much awe. Loki gets up, Thor follows. "This is Alfheim, home of the light elves." Thor points at a planet with many rings around it. "Muspelheim, it is home to fire demons." Thor points to the realms he knows and Loki stands by him listening intently. Another shooting star passes and Thor catches it this time.

"Midgardians say you can wish upon them." Thor opens his thick hand to let Loki see the ball of light. It sputters and sparkles. The light lights up Loki's face and he takes it gingerly in his hand. It explodes into a shower of stars and the spell comes to an end.

"That was beautiful." He complements the spell.

"You make many beautiful things. Magic is a wonderful gift for you."

"It isn't approved of is it?" Loki asks. He has a feeling it wasn't since he was already so different.

"I do not care what others say or think. It is your gift and one that I love that you have. It is beautiful, just like you." Loki turns away. Thor won't stop complementing him and it is driving him crazy and turning him red. Thankfully, his stomach starts growling.

"Let's go eat." He leaves the room quickly. When he gets to the elevator, he has to take a breather. After using the spell and the battle he had, he is utterly drained but too stubborn to lay back down, especially with a smothering brute around. Thor comes over and opens the elevator. They ride down the few floors and before the door opens, Thor can't help himself. He embraces Loki gently and Loki stiffens at the sudden hug.

"I am so glad you are safe and sound." Loki almost embraces him back but the doors open. Loki pushes him away and exits with pink cheeks. He sees Peter sitting at the table, eating macaroni and cheese with a turkey sandwich. Peter turns at the ding and drops his food. He runs over and hugs Loki.

"Thank God you are alright. I was so worried." He pushes Loki to arm's length examining him. "This is why I didn't want you coming along but no, you just had to come." He lectures. Loki swats him away and walks to the table, taking Peter's food. Peter takes it back before he can eat. Loki is about to take it again when Steve presents him with his own.

"Thank you Rogers" He says quietly and eats heartily. Bruce comes over to the teens.

"Loki, are you sure you are feeling up to being out of bed so soon. Thor had told me how hard it is on you to use such a strong surge of magic in one go." Loki looks at him sidelong and shrugs.

"I am sitting Doctor, I think I am fine and I also think I should eat to get back strength." Bruce nods ignoring the bit of attitude he was given.

"You will have to go lay back down soon though. Do not push yourself." He goes to sit on the plush couch and reads the newspaper.

"Did Thor tell you anything?" It was a loaded question to say the least. Loki nods but doesn't elaborate. "You are still Loki Sivertongue to me." Loki almost chokes on his drink when he says this. He looks to Peter and sighs.

"Always so sentimental. I am whomever I want to be remember. I don't want to be the Loki they know." They were carrying on the conversation as quietly as they can. Thankfully, the Avengers don't know how to be quiet and where having their own conversation about Clint's arrows being scattered all over the Tower. Loki glances at the clock when he finishes his meal. "Oh no, Aunt May is going to have a stroke." He hisses. Peter looks at the clock as well. It reads two thirteen.

"Mother Hugger, we have to get back." Peter goes to pick up his mask but is stopped by Tony.

"You are in no condition to be out swinging and you should know better than to drive around on a motorcycle." Tony teases. In truth though, the boys were dead on their feet. Loki was having to hold on to the back of his chair and Peter was already losing focus in his eyes. Peter grabs his head.

"We can't let Aunt May worry all night, she-" Steve stands.

"We had your friend Gwen call her. She told your Aunt that the three of you had a project for school and had to work on it all night." Peter gaps at him. Loki snickers at him and wobbles over.

"I told you a well-placed lie could ease her worries." Peter rolls his eyes.

"Fine, you lie to her then."

"With pleasure." Peter then let his legs give out and Loki drops beside him.

"Alright, time for you two to go to bed." Bruce says with finality. Steve picks Peter up and Thor grabs Loki. "Be sure they don't get out of bed till tomorrow. I will check there condition and see if they are fit to go to school." They both nod and the two teens in their arms laps into a pouting silence. Once back in Thor's room Loki speaks.

"Is there anything else I need to know?" Thor tucks Loki in.

"No brother, you have learned all you need to know this night." Loki presses his lips together.

"It is weird being called brother." Thor stops mid tuck and looks to him, trying to hide a kicked puppy face.

"Do you not wish for me to call you as such?" Loki groans.

"Call me that if you want." Thor brightens immediately. Thor goes to leave. "Where are you sleeping?"

"On the coach Loki, goodnight." Thor flicks the light off leaving him in darkness. Loki calls out.

"Wait, Thor, sleep here." Thor comes back in flipping the light on once more. Loki breathes a sigh of relief, shaking the minor panic attack off. Thor notices the lack of color in his brother's face.

"Are you not well Loki?" He walks in and presses his hand on Loki's forehead. Loki sits up, swatting the doting hand away.

"I just don't like the dark ok. Sleep here tonight." Thor flips the lamp on and goes to turn off the light.

"Does this suit you better?" Loki nods scooting over to let Thor in. Thor goes to his dresser and pulls out sweat pants. He takes off his shirt and pants, putting on the sweats. Loki had turned over, letting him dress in private. Soon he felt a large weight on the other side and heards soft breathing behind him. "You know, Stark had thrown a tantrum once he found out you had infiltrated his Tower." Loki hears the pride and held back laughter in his voice. Loki smiles to himself.

"He should have better security if he is so rich." They settle after that and start to fall asleep. Loki had fallen asleep for a good while when he started to dream. He was standing in an all-encompassing darkness. He hugs himself immediately on edge. He then hears a voice come from the fog in front of him.

"Hello little one. How have you fared since our fall?" The voice sounded much like his own.

"Who are you?" He calls. A figure steps out from the shadows and walks toward him. His appearance was deteriorated almost. He could see bones here and there and his hair was matted. What Loki was most afraid of was that he looked just like him.

"You do not know yourself?" He asks. Loki was shocked into silence. He couldn't even move. The man chuckles without humor. "You call yourself Trickster when under a mask. It is quite ironic that you have become a hero in my absence."

"What are you talking about?" He finally says. The dying man grabs his throat.

"You are too frightened by truth to understand what is in front of you. I am your true self. I am your only strength." He whispers in the teen's ear. "I am Loki of the Void, carrier of darkness and pain." He nuzzles the little Trickster's neck. Loki flinches away from the man who is the other part of him.

"You are the reason I can't remember anything?" His smile is filled with sadistic intent. He waves his hand and a dagger materializes.

"You are a thorn in my side Innocence. You should have died in that alley, much like I should have died on the pile of ice as an infant." He raises the dagger. Loki kicks the grown version in the gut. He lets go and starts laughing manically. "You have some survival instinct in you. This should be fun." He growls the last part. The Innocence runs headlong into the darkness. He hears whispering and can feel things grabbing at his feet. Panic rises in his chest but he knows that there is no time for that. He is shaken and looks around panicked. No one is there. Then the cruelty in Loki comes out to kill him. He grabs the Innocence and throws him to the ground licking his lips.

"You want to remember something; I will show you the fun we had with Thanos." Evil Loki puts his free hand on his other. Loki thrashes but it makes contact. A rush of blinding pain goes through him and he is strapped to a table with hands moving inside his chest. He then feels himself being shook again.

"Loki, wake up!" He knows the voice. The vision and pain subsides. He sees a very disgruntled Loki with crazed eyes. He then raises the knife and goes to stab him but light fills his eyes causing him to shriek. Innocent Loki wakes in a cold sweat with all the Avengers around the bed with Thor and Steve holding him down. His chest rises, falls, in pants, his eyes alert. "Loki, what plagues your mind so foully?" The two blondes let him go slowly and a pale Peter rushes over. Loki eases himself up and looks around to be sure he is safe. Loki rubs his eyes to feel they are wet. He takes a shaky breath in and clears his throat.

"What are you keeping from me?" They all look at him wanting elaboration. "A terrifying version of me ring a bell?" They look at one another in solemn silence. Peter looks around confused. Loki looks at Thor knowing he cannot lie. He feels the expectant gaze and he turns with great sorrow in his eyes.

"We are not completely sure ourselves Loki." He waits, and lets them explain. All the while he feels as if an ominous foreshadow has been made.

A/N: ok so this took an extra day since life came knocking and I answered. Well for the spell, it is a lose translation into the dead language of old norse. Here is what it means.

Stars, innocent light

life within the stars,

I ask you to come

show all your secrets

I hope you like this chapter and any questions or if the Good Loki Evil Loki confused you I am sorry but I tried to make it as clear as I could. Please review and see you soon.