Peter walked into the tower, wearing his glasses. His eyes have been acting up lately. They refused to return to their normal brown color. Stubbornly staying the red. Loki and Thor were arriving today and that made Peter nervous. Ever since a young age he knew he was different. He isn't talking about his spider like abilities, those came later. When he turned 11 something happened and from that moment on he knew he wasn't human.

Peter walked into his room after a long eventful day. He closed the door behind him and collapsed on his bed. He stared at the ceiling for a moment before feeling the room cool a couple degrees. He frowns and sits up, though he wasn't bothered by the sudden change in temperature. In fact he was comfortable. He looked at the AC unit, it was off. He grumbled and then glanced at his mirror slightly. He jumped.

He took a second look at the mirror and looked at himself. He began to breath heavily as he saw the blue skin and red eyes. This wasn't him, it couldn't be. He touched the mirror and frost spread across the surface. He let out a strangled whimper and backed away tripping over a chair and falling to the ground with a loud thump. He sat there for a moment and was kicked out of his thoughts when his Aunt knocked on his door. "Peter hun, are you okay I heard a loud noise"

She began to open the door and he bolted to it, closing it and not allowing her to enter. He couldn't let her see him like this.

"No I'm fine Aunt May could you get a broom there's a lot of glass.. I dropped a vase" Peter winces as he lies though took a relieved breath as Aunt May went to get the broom without question.

Peter entered the hall and walked to the living room fiddling with his hands as he remembered that day. Worry gnawing at him as he wondered what brought the Thunder God and Trickster God back to Earth. The team were lounging on the couches watching a film, Star Wars. Once again. He lets out a quiet laugh before announcing his presence. "Hey guys sorry I'm late… the old lady bought me a churro again" He laughed and kept the sunglasses on as he sat himself down on the sofa chair. He glanced at Loki and shifted nervously as he noticed the trickster was staring at him.

"Hey Pete, how was school?" Tony asked as the movie finished, then told FRIDAY to order a tonne of pizza.

"It was... good" It wasn't. Flash kept trying to take Peter's glasses throughout the day. The last thing he needed was Flash announcing to the whole school he was Albino or whatever that daft mind would come up with. He stood up then walked into the kitchen finishing that conversation with Tony as he spoke about his latest assignment and test that he, of course, aced. He was pouring himself a cup of juice and was so distracted he didn't notice Loki walk up behind him. As he turned he yelped and spilt his glass all over the front of the gods shirt. "Oh shit I'm sorry Mr Loki I didn't see you" He mumbles and grabs a towel handing it to the god.

"It's fine child. It's just juice" The god answered as he kept his gaze locked on Peter. Specifically Peter's glasses. "Why do you wear those atrocious things boy"

"Oh uh… migraines" He lied pathetically and then placed the carton of juice back in the fridge. Averting his eyes from Loki.

"You should know better than to lie to the God of Deceit… you're hiding something aren't you?" The god takes a couple steps towards Peter and leans into his face.

"Pizza's here!" Tony yells from the living room. Peter lets out a relieved sigh, that didn't go unnoticed by the god. Gratefully taking this distraction he walks around the god and makes his way hurried to the living room.

TIMESKIP

They finished the pizza and it had to be around midnight. "Hey uh Mr. Stark do you mind if I spend the night… Aunt May already said she was fine with it." Peter says as he scratches the back of his neck hesitantly. Tony beams and clasps Peter's shoulder and nods.

"Fine by me kid, you know where your room is" Tony answers as he continues to clean the mess the team made. Peter smiles then nods saying his goodnights to the team as he walked out of the room and made his way to his. Once in his room he took out a pair of pyjamas he kept for moments like this one and slid them on. He then crawled in bed and closed his eyes hoping for a peaceful sleep.

LOKI

Loki watched the boy carefully. There was something off about him but he couldn't place it. He was slightly annoyed when the kid spilt juice over his shirt and dared to lie to him. He brushed it off, and only became more intrigued by the boy. When he bid his goodnight soon after Peter he made his way to his room. As he passed Peter's he froze. He heard sounds of struggle in the room and felt an abnormal wave of cold rush by him. He snarled thinking the worst and burst into the room. He saw Peter tangled in his sheets and thrashing around violently. Though that wasn't what caught his attention. What caught his attention was the boys blue skin and the frost that was spreading on the walls. He rushed to Peter and grabbed the boy's shoulders. Noting how his own skin turned blue with the contact. "Peter…. Peter wake up boy" He tightened his hold on the boy's shoulders and continued to try and wake him.

PETER

Peter was trapped. All around him was the warehouse. He couldn't move. He panicked and screamed for help but no one came. This happened every night. The same nightmare over and over. Though usually he didn't hear someone call his name. That's weird. That's never happened, he's always been alone. "...eter!... Peter wake up!" He then bolted out of the bed and pushed the person away. Jumping off the bed he ran to the corner of the room, curling up onto himself. He knew his skin was blue, he also knew what the state of his room would be.

"St-stay away from me" Peter stutters as he looks up and sees Loki trying to approach him.

"Peter calm down I can help" Loki said almost lovingly. Peter found it strange and panicked some more as Loki took another step towards him. He waves his hand and a blast of cold air littered with ice flies towards Loki. Only to be stopped by Loki waving his own hand. Peter stared at him and let out a whine as he saw Loki's hand, it was blue as well. He lifted his red eyes and stared at the god.

"W-what.." He mumbled completely confused. He thought he was the only one like this. He was the only freak.

"You aren't alone boy… you're a Frost Giant" Loki answers as if he read his thoughts. "And above all else Peter you are not a freak" There we go he did read his thoughts. Peter calmed down slightly and noticed that Loki was in front of him.

"Frost… Giant like those myths" Peter mumbles slightly confused.

"Yes, like the myths you can say" Loki answers and smiles reassuringly. "Peter I thought I lost you… I thought you died'' Loki mumbles. Confusing Peter even more, Loki sensed the boys confusion and nodded. "Your mother… she said she was going to travel… I thought you were with her when the plane crashed I thought all wrong I see"

Peter sat there shocked, did Loki just admit to being his father. Peter panicked again and stood up and jumped through the window. Hearing Loki scream his name faintly as he flung away with the webs. He couldn't handle this right now it was too much, he needed to be alone. He needed to think. He landed in a park and stumbled a couple steps and fell to his knees with a sob. If he wasn't so caught up in his thoughts he would have sensed danger behind him. The only warning he got were a couple words before he blacked out.

"Lokison… we meet at last"

Well then... cliffhanger. Should I make a completely seperate story for this oneshot? Let me know!

- hydraspidey