Hi Guys!

So I'm back and hoping everyone is happy, healthy and safe. We're living through troubling times at the minuet and everyone needs to look after each other so I really hope everyone is doing well.

I don't want to dwell on "The Thing That Shall Not Be Named!" Instead I hope that I can bring a little joy to you with this chapter being done. I'm stuck in Lockdown at the minuet so I'm hoping to get a lot of this story finished and up faster than I thought. There's only so much Netflix I can watch before you just have to do something else.

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Well I think its time to get to what most people have been waiting for and I've took my damn time to get to. so without further ado I give you ...

Thor!

D.S x

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13

Thor was disoriented when he landed, moving through the branches of Yggdrasil with Dark Energy was something he would not wish to experience again. His knees bent as he steadied himself upon impact, his red clock billowing out behind him as a wave of hot air tussled his blonde locks. He'd closed his eyes at the start of his journey, the bright white light that engulfed him stinging his irises. Though upon opening them he was not greeted with the familiar scenery of Midgard, but a horde of creatures that he assumed must be the Chitari that Heimdall had spoken of.

"T…Thor!"

The shout from behind had the God of Thunder momentarily turning from the oncoming threat. But he couldn't have stopped himself if he had tried, as that voice was one he and his parents had feared they may not hear again.

Laid flat on his stomach, with his Valet and one of Eir's Apprentices at his side was Loki. He looked no worse for wear, a few cuts a couple of bruises and his clothes were ripped and stained, but he seemed hale, whole, not dead or dying at the hands of the Witch, Amora. Thor felt the tension he had carried in his chest unclench at the sight. The worry which had gnawed at him lessened. His Brother was alive, he was alright, safe. Well, with the Chitari baring down on them the last one might not be strictly true, but Thor could do something about that.

Turning from his Brother, Thor gripped Mjolnir tightly. The Chitari, it appeared had scattered upon his arrival, but were now converging. Snarls and growls filled the air as they clawed across the ground, all ready and willing to attack the God of Thunder.

"How dare you," Thor hissed, his signature hammer raising, ready to be brought down, though the Chitari were unaware of the oncoming threat. "How dare you attack my Brother!"

Mjolnir was brought down, slamming into the ground where it bent and buckled, creating a crater which then surged with electric charged energy, which blasted out from the elder Prince of Asgard and crashed into the Chitari horde. The screams were the first thing that came, though they were swiftly silenced as the lightening that was so synonymous with the God of Thunder did its work. Frying the Chitari from the inside out, some were destroyed on impact, while others were left to suffer before their inevitable death. As Thor came back to his feet, the air was still and silent, the threat vanquished in a matter of moments. He snorted in disgust at the remaining bodies, truly they were the most pathetic enemy he had faced. The only thing that made them dangerous was their numerous numbers.

"B…Brother?"

The small hesitant voice had the Thunderer turning, cape swirling as bright blue eyes locked with red flecked green. Loki had pushed himself up and was staring in open shock at his Brother. His Valet, Leif, Thor was sure his name was, was helping the young Healers Apprentice to her feet. Eir would be overjoyed, the old battle axe had been distraught when they had spoken of how her apprentice, Sigyn was all the way on Midgard, alongside Loki.

The two Brothers stared, Thor swung Mjolnir, before placing the weapon in pride of place on his belt. Then he strode quickly across the distance between the pair. Loki watched him, his ripped leathers hanging from him. As Thor approached the older Asgardian took note of his brother's skin. Though covered in dirt and soot, Thor could easily see where the usual pale white of Loki's skin tone was blending, merging into an azure blue with the distinct scar lines that marked a Jotun. He didn't let his surprise show on his face however, keeping his façade neutral until he was stood, towering before his brother who had to crane his neck to look up at him. They stayed like that a moment. Loki bit his lip, they twitched a little, as though to form a smile.

"Thor -"

His hand moved through the air silently, the only sound coming from when Thor's palm made stinging contact with Loki's pale cheek. It wasn't a hard blow, nowhere near the strength that Thor was truly capable of turning on an enemy. It wasn't even at the same level that Odin had used want seemed all that time ago in the throne room, when he had punished Loki for his impudence. But it still elicited a shocked gasp from the Valet and Apprentice. Loki's head was snapped to one side and he cradled his cheek as he gazed with wide eyes at his panting Brother. For in all his life, Thor had never once raised a hand to him.

"Thor?"

"How could you have been so foolish?" Thor hissed, making the younger Prince wince at the intensity. In all of the time it took to get here, with the worrying, searching and near desperation of his parents, Thor had thought that upon seeing his much younger Brother that he would have scooped the boy up in his arms in a fierce hug. Yet instead a part of him, one that Thor had felt was steadily growing since his own banishment to Midgard was telling him that he couldn't do that. That no matter how much he may want to embrace his small Brother and tell him it was alright; this was something he had to do first. "What do you think you were doing?!"

Loki lowered his eyes, hand falling away from his cheek, revealing where the blue, white skin was starting to turn red from the impact. "I know it was foolish Brother."

"Do you? Do you truly know? Mother was devastated, she didn't speak for days, hardly moved. By the Norns Loki she broke down on your chamber floor for all of Asgard to see. That is how much you frightened her!"

The Young Prince closed his eyes, shoulders hunching in the wake of his Brother's bellowing. Thor knew that the news of how their Mother had been so broken would impact Loki. For all that he acted like his Mother's love was an annoying thing and he looked up in awe of their father and even Thor himself, the Thunderer was well aware that Frigga was the centre of Loki's world and would continue to be until the Young Prince became a man.

"I didn't mean -"

"Yes, you never mean Loki. You never mean for things like this to happen. You never mean to hurt anyone. You never mean to get involved with things that someone as young as you should stay away from!"

"Prince Thor, please. Prince Loki was only doing what he thought was right." Thor raised an eyebrow at his Brother's two companions. They had sidled closer, flanking the Young Prince on either side. It was the Apprentice who had spoken, her own blue eyes staring up at Thor in determination. The elder was surprised at the defence, from what he had observed all that time ago in the Healing Hall, his Brother and the Apprentice did not seem to get along.

"S…Sigyn is right Prince Thor," the hesitant, yet strong voice of the Valet was what really brought Thor's eyebrow up in a twitch. "Prince Loki is I…I'm sure sorry for the distress he caused the Queen. B…but he was only following his beliefs, much like you yourself are prone to."

Thor almost couldn't get over how the Valet had managed to say nearly all of that without stuttering. Even Loki appeared a little stunned and was gazing at his companions in wide eyed shock. But Thor didn't let it distract him from the point.

"That is all well and good, Valet Leif," the boy wilted a little under Thor's scrutiny, but didn't back down all together. "But my Brother is aware of his role and responsibilities. He could have gotten you all killed!"

"Prince Thor -"

"Thor don't take it out in them," Loki suddenly said, stepping forward so he was stood before his companions protectively. "You're right that it was my decision to come here. It was my choices that led us to where we are. The blame lays with me, and with me alone."

"Prince Loki," Leif protested.

"I don't need you to defend me," Sigyn muttered, but Loki shut the pair of them up with a glance before turning his Brother.

"I know what I did was foolish," he said. "I know that what I did must have upset Mother, Father and you terribly." He looked down, worrying his lip between his teeth. Thor watch him, face impassive, though he had to hold in his own gasp when Loki's eyes snapped up and glared at him, a fire unlike anything he had seen before shinning right there for all to see. "But I won't back down from my choices as they were mine. I'll accept them, learn from them, so next time I'll not have to worry, you, Mother or Father again."

Thor remained silent, contemplating his defiant little Brother. Suddenly he reached down, and Loki closed his eyes possibly expecting another blow. But it didn't come, instead thick arms wrapped around his small form, enveloping him in warmth and the smell of sweat, leather and the distinct scent of ozone that was all Thor's own.

"Much too stubborn for your own good," Thor muttered into Loki's hair as he held him. "I'll not stand between you and Mother when she gets her hands on you."

That was enough to open the flood gates, as Thor thought it would. He smiled as he buried his face into Loki's shoulder as his Brother clung to him, small wet spots landing on his skin even as his beard scratched at Loki's cheek.

"I'm sorry I scared you Thor," he heard Loki whisper. The Thunderer laughed a little and clipped the raven head lightly.

"Like I said, I'm not standing between you and Mother. But maybe next time you have such a blatantly ridiculous idea, how about you tell me about it? We could go together."

Thor knew he should not encourage it, that he should keep scolding Loki until it had gotten through his head that he should never do something like this again. But that look, that sparking defiant look that had even Thor wanting to take a step back in trepidation. It was the first glimpse the elder had seen to what kind of man Loki could be in the future. Oh, he was well aware that Loki would be powerful, his talent and clever mind left Thor in no doubt that Loki would thrive. But that look gave Thor the impression that Loki would be someone who you would not want as your enemy. That when he had a few more years, had grown into his power and was able to stand by his side as an elder and Prince of his people, Loki would be a force to be reckoned with.

But that time was not now, which was only confirmed with the loud screeches and the sound of blaster fire starting to rain down from above.

"We have guests," Sigyn cried and Thor pulled away from his Brother to turn his attention to the sky, where sure enough more of the Chitari were starting to converge on their position. Their flying craft cutting through the air and right towards them.

"Get behind me!" Thor called, pushing Loki so that he stood facing his back. The Valet and Apprentice were quick to join him. Thor pulled free Mjolnir, swinging it by the handle, calling the ever-familiar thunder to his command. The sky darkened, the wind picked up and lightening flashed across the sky. Thor thrust Mjolnir up and the lightening came as bidden. Arching down from the sky above to strike at the craft that were circling like the vultures they were. Thor grunted as they exploded, though his satisfaction was sort lived as more of the creatures dropped out of the sky, drawn by the lightnings dramatic display.

"We must get out of here. Come!" Thor's didn't bother to wait for the children to gather to him, instead reaching out to place his little Brother and the Apprentice on his back near his shoulders, the Valet tucked under his free arm.

"What are you doing?"

"I don't t…think this is helpful."

"Thor?"

The Crown Prince ignored the questions, simply took up Mjolnir and started to spin it swiftly by the leather strap until it hummed. When it was nothing but a blur Thor bent his knees and pushed off from the ground, which shattered beneath the force. It was thankfully just in time as Thor felt the blasts as they careened into the spot he had just been standing.

The Apprentice shrieked and even the Valet gasped as they took to the air. Loki's fingers clenched tighter on Thor's shoulders as the Thunderer soared through the sky and out of the battle that was taking place in the Midgardian city below. Thor grimaced in distaste, the once tall buildings were shells of their former glory, the Prince was more than certain that there was a significant loss of life. His fingers tightened on Mjolnir's strap, Amora had much to answer for.

His contemplation was interrupted by the now familiar sound of Chitari fire. Swerving, Thor set about losing his pursuers. He would not be able to engage in air combat with his passengers and he wasn't willing to place his Brother and his companions in further danger.

It was difficult however, the extra weight made dodging slower and Thor had to pull up short a number of times to change directions as the horde of Chitari continued to pour through the portal that remained ominous above.

"Thor this isn't working," Loki called over the howl of the wind as Thor speed away from yet another cloud of Chitari.

"What would you suggest, Brother."

"We need re-enforcements." Thor frowned, even more so when he felt Loki's Seidr start to fluctuate. "Head North – East."

"What lies in that direction?" Thor questioned as he dived down to avoid a flurry of fire. "Amora must be found so that we can stop the Chiatri -"

"Just do it Thor!"

Surprised by the scolding, Thor did as bidden. He had no other ideas of forming a plan anyway and Loki was known for his clever mind. Perhaps he had tracked Amora with his Seidr and was now leading Thor to where he could finish the Witch once and for all.

The thought of seeing Amora once again boiled Thor blood. It was not just the coup and what she had conspired with the Traitor to achieve, or that Alviss's death was on her hands. No, it was the fact she had tried to kill Loki, and for what. Because he was in the way? That he messed with her plans to turn Thor into a puppet king that would dance on the whims of the Traitor and she would grace his side as his Queen and his bed as his wife. The thought made him shudder. He had known that Amora saw him in an attractive light, she was not alone, he was the Crown Prince of Asgard admirers had flocked to him since he had come of age centuries ago. And once, many years ago he had thought her beautiful, but she had never been the woman for him, he hadn't known what it was, but Amora had always rattled him in a way he couldn't understand. He, in his ignorance had attributed it to her being a Seidr wielder, something he couldn't understand, much like his little Brother at times. But now he knew how foolish he had been, how dismissive. Seidr had nothing to do with Amora's evil, nor her plans, it was just a helpless tool to her whims. Much like he himself could have been.

"Thor look out!" his thoughts were suddenly brought to a halt by Loki's panicked call. His blue eyes refocused, but only in enough time to see the large Chitari ship, which moved so fluidly as thought through water. Its connections bending like the scales of a fish Thor thought it resembled. But it was not enough to avoid the rain of blaster fire. He barely managed to move Leif so that he was shielded by his body, while Loki and Sigyn tucked themselves into his back. Thor spun Mjolnir before him, creating a sizzling ring of electricity that blocked some of the shots, but it wasn't enough. Thor hissed as he felt the purple bolts piece through his armour and leathers. The smell of scorched metal combined with the pain that seared through his skin at the contact. One grazed the arm which held Mjolnir and Thor hissed, dropping slightly in the air.

"We need to retreat!" Thor called, but he dared not turn his back on his foe, which continued to swim towards them, he could see the outlines of the Chitari, scurrying about the giant behemoth, bright purple bolts raining down on Thor as he continued to deflect as many of the blows as possible.

"They must be here somewhere," Thor heard Loki mutter, Sigyn angrily hissing at him that he couldn't direct someone even if he had the gift of Heimdall's sight.

Thor was about to risk a run for it, he couldn't afford to unleash his most powerful attacks with Loki and his companions with him, when a loud obnoxious noise came from behind him. It sounded like wailing to Thor at first, accompanied by a heavy drum and a screech that he could only liken to nails being run down a wall, or a cat in death throws. But it wasn't that which had the large Asgardian gaping in open surprise. No, it was the small red and gold armour that shot passed him and right at the Chitari ship, firing white energy blasts which crashed into the ship's hull and sending clouds of smoke and debris into the air.

"About time he got here," Thor heard Loki mutter.

"Brother, what is -?"

"Please land over there Prince Thor," Thor frowned at the instructions from the Apprentice. "Our allies have gathered."

Following the pointed finger that came from over his shoulder, Thor descended rapidly to the earth below. As he neared, he took in the devastation, the metal machines that Lady Darcy had explained all that time ago during his banishment, cars were strewed about. Glass, rock and debris littered the street, as well as a number of Chitari bodies mingled with the humans that had been left in the wake of the continuous attack. It was as Thor glided over that he spotted a small knotted gathering. Heeding the Apprentices urging, Thor swept over and landed with a thump just beyond them, though it didn't fail to garner any of their attention.

"Well, now that looked just awesome," a man dressed in dark fitted clothes, a quiver of arrows strapped across his back along with a bow clutched tightly in his hands said. He was nudged none too subtly by a woman with red hair, clothed in her own tight body suit. Thor couldn't help but let his eyes linger a moment over long on her form. Most of the women on Asgard would never be seen in such a state of dress. Even the legendary Valkyrie were never depicted in such a fashion, though their armour must have been quite form fitting.

"Keep a sharp eye out, Iron Man is still leading that thing away," the final man said. Thor took him in, blonde haired, though darker than his own, with wide shoulders built from training and covered in a blue, white and red leather suit. Though it was the rounded shield that caught Thor's eye. He didn't know why but he got quiet the peculiar feeling from it.

He felt Loki and Sigyn scrambled from his back, while Leif kicked a little. "Er … excuse me P…Prince Thor, but can y…you let me down?" The polite enquiry had Thor stumbling over his tongue as he regarded the wind-swept youth, who looked put out to still be trapped in the Thunderers grasp while Sigyn and Loki snickered.

"Of course, forgive me, young Leif." Thor gracefully placed the Valet onto his feet, who took a few cautious steps away to stand by his companions. The group of Asgardians then were met by the Midgardians, the shield barring one sending a worried eye to the three youngsters.

"You just ran off," he admonished, which did nothing to quell the haughty look which entered Sigyn's eye, which oddly reminded him of his Mother Frigga.

"We needed to find Prince Loki," she stated. "And a good thing we did as the fool would have gotten himself over run otherwise."

"Oi," Loki protested, though it was nothing to how the Shield barer paled. He opened his mouth as though to argue more, though he was halted by a touch to his arm by the female.

"I think we have bigger things to concern ourselves with," she said, sending a look to Thor. It was at this closer range that he noticed the two small black objects in her hands, that seemed to twitch before she tilted her head in inquiry. "Who might you be?"

"He is Prince Thor," it was Loki who spoke, taking up a position on his right, addressing the Midgardians with a confidence Thor found slightly unnerving. Where had is sweet, innocent little Brother gone? "Crown Prince of Asgard, Thunderer and my Older Brother." Loki bowed and Thor was sure if he had been closer to the female, he would have taken her hand and kissed it the way their Mother had taught them to greet the ladies of the court all those years ago. "It is a pleasure to meet you all, Black Widow, Captain America. Hawkeye, we meet again."

He smirked at the bowman, who Thor had recognised from the scenes of Amora's initial attack shown to them by Heimdall. The man appeared shocked to be addressed so formally by the small boy, but he quickly took it in stride, smirking at the now completely green-eyed Prince.

"Nice to see you again, kid. You're not dying of thirst this time I see."

Thor saw his little Brother's fingers twitch. He was sure if the situation was not as it was, he would have cast quite the sneaky spell that would have quickly humiliated Hawkeye and given the rest of them quite the laugh. But now was not the time.

"So, you're Prince Loki then?" it was the female, Black Widow, who asked. Thor saw her eyes were narrowed and she appraised his Brother in a way that was calculated.

"Aye, Lady Widow."

"Do you have any idea how much trouble you've caused," Captain America stated. Thor had to stop himself from slapping a palm to his face at the non-committable shrug Loki gave as well as the condescending smile.

"Oh, I have a pretty good idea."

"Loki," Sigyn hissed, fingers coming to pinch his arm, which got her a yelp.

"Don't do that," he snapped.

"You're not helping."

"P…Prince Loki, please t…try to be polite."

Thor was shocked the way Loki sighed and promptly gave into his companions. His Brother was known for being obstinate to the point of frustration, this easy submission was not something Thor had seen from his Brother towards anyone other than their Mother and Father. Even he himself had trouble cowing his much younger Brother.

"Yes, we don't have the time for a debate," Captain America said, turning to Thor with a thoughtful frown. "I assume you have been sent here to help us?"

Thor nodded at the question. "Aye, I was originally meant to be sent to simply deal with Amora, but due to certain issues," he cast a look at Loki, who swiftly glanced away. "I was delayed. I will do whatever I can to aid you in this battle so we can defeat these foul Chitari and Amora with them."

"Chitari, so that's what they're called," Barton said thoughtfully, sharing a significate look with the Widow, who quickly brought her hand to her ear and whispered something softly. Thor would have listened in, but the Captain was already moving on.

"We should head back to Stark Tower, the Tesseract is still up there, but -" he cast a significant look around at the mess of the invasion. Thor grimaced, the Chitari were truly destroying the city and making it difficult to manoeuvre any closer.

"Plus, there's Amora," the archer, Hawkeye muttered darkly.

"Has anyone seen the Witch?"

Thor received shakes of the head to his question and he grit his teeth to stave off a curse. The Witch was proving elusive, as he knew she would. Amora may be powerful, but he knew if he could find a way around her Seidr, Thor could overpower her. The Witch was just making that difficult.

"Maybe we could help," Thor turned, an eyebrow cocked at his little Brother, who was stood beside a frowning Sigyn and worried Leif. The Captain sighed, shaking his head.

"You kids shouldn't even -"

"Incoming!"

The shout came from above and Thor barely had enough time to gather the three children and hustle them out of the way before something landed right where there gathering had been standing.

It was truly a fearsome sight, Thor could only liken the creature to that of the Jotunar, though its skin was a dark green and had a mop of black hair crowing its head. Its large arms bulged with muscle that rippled as it stood tall, ripped trousers the only thing covering its modesty. It snarled at the group that took a hesitant step back. Thor gripped Mjolnir, standing before the children, who stared at the creature in a mix of horror and confusion.

"Shit," Thor heard Hawkeye hiss, readying his own bow, while the Captain and Widow's fingers went to their own weapons.

"Hey! Calm down! Hold your fire!"

The voice came from the green creatures arms. Frowning Thor peered closer, finally spotting the familiar red and gold armour clutch protectively in the creatures embrace.

"Stark?" Captain America asked.

"Hey," the armour tried to wave, but was pinned too thoroughly in place. A sigh escaped it's metal lips and a hand tentatively tapped the green creatures arm.

"Hey, Hulk, buddy, mind putting me down?"

The creature's eyes flicked from the group to the armour, as though unsure, but then all of a sudden, the armour was dropped to the ground with a thud.

"Funny armour," the creature grumbled, voice deep and almost a growl.

"Yeah, yeah, I love you too big guy."

"Geeze Stark, are you trying to get us all killed?!" Hawkeye hissed, his bow up with an arrow already notched.

"Hey, mean green just saved my ass when the fish knocked me out of the air," Stark said as he pushed his way to his feet. He took up position at the green creature's side, standing in solidarity before the rest of the group who continued to eye the pair carefully. "He's on our side, right buddy?"

"Hulk smash!" the creature bellowed, and the armour laughed.

"Right man, we'll let you smash as much as you want, as long as it's the flying monkeys and the wicked witch of the west."

That seemed to ease some of the tension in the group, but Thor remained in place before the children, unsure whether it was to protect them from the giant Jotun like creature of the strange red and gold armour.

"Be sure the green giant doesn't mistake you for a monkey along with the Chitari. I doubt you can afford to be anymore damaged than you already are."

"Loki," Thor hissed, a hand already clamping down on his little Brother's arm to stop him going closer. "We do not know what those creatures may be. Do not approach."

Loki sighed, while the red and gold armour laughed. "Man, I can't get enough of the way you speak. Doth you weareth your Mother's drapes?"

"You dare insult our Mother?!" Thor cried, which was answered by one from the green beast, but Loki reached up and patted the hand which held him in place before extracting himself.

"Forgive how we appear to sound, the All-Speak I have heard, translates our words in an archaic way, but that can only be expected with a work of Seidr so old."

"Again, I have no idea what you just said," the armour muttered, its face plat suddenly lifting up to reveal the face of a Midgardian underneath. "But it really makes me want to pick your brain."

"You will not lay a finger on a son of Odin."

"It's an expression, Point Break."

"Enough," the Captain commanded, breaking the pair of them up. "We don't have time for this. Stark, what happened with the -?" he nodded at the sky and the armour or Stark sighed.

"I could barely put a dent in it, I don't know what the thing is made of but my repulser blasts won't get though, and they just keep coming. Luckily for me Hulkster was there to bale my ass out of the fire." Stark gestured to the green creature, or Hulk as they were calling it. The creature seemed to preen under the praise, though its eyes kept flicking above, as though more than ready to tear into the Chitari.

They all eyed the portal which hung ominously above, the Chitari continuing to pour through and into the vulnerable world below,

"We need to find a way to shut that down."

"The Tesseract is powering it," the Widow said.

"And we all know where that is," Hawkeye groaned.

"We just need to get there," the Captain determined.

"With the number of casualties and the Chitari still coming through, we can't do both Steve," Stark pointed out.

"There is also Amora," Thor added, frowning. "I do not believe that she will simply allow us to close the portal."

"I'll say," Stark looked to Loki. "I thought you were going to get that thing. What happened?"

Loki blushed and cursed, which got him a glare from Thor. "I wasn't careful enough, the Seidr shield Amora had constructed around the Tesseract backfired and sent a surge. It's what opened the portal in the first place."

"You mean you caused this invasion?" Stark said, to which Loki blanched.

"No on purpose!"

"It doesn't matter now," the Captain interjected, which had Stark scowling.

"Aye, Amora would have opened her portal no matter what. It does no good to blame Loki for this." Thor stepped in to defend his little Brother. He may be angry at him, and he would be in deep trouble when they returned home but he would not have this Midgardian blaming Loki for trying to help.

"Hey, hey, I didn't say it was his fault," Stark raised his hands in surrender.

"Regardless, our mission should be to get the Tesseract and shut it down," Captain America stated, glancing at the group which surrounded him. "Thor, you can fly, right?" Thor nodded. "Then you should head for Stark Tower."

"I'll go with him," Stark said, but the Captain shook his head. "What? Why not? It is my tower after all."

"We'll need aerial support for us on the ground," the Captain said. "Sending you both would leave the rest of us vulnerable."

"He is right, good sir," Thor agreed. "Besides, I plan to face Amora, you would be in my way."

"Hey, I've taken on that blonde psycho before you know."

"Then you are fortunate that the Witch enjoys toying with her prey."

"Why you -?"

"We'll make our way to the tower on foot," the Captain forged ahead. "We'll take out as many of the Chitari on our way as we can, you up for that Hulk?"

"Hulk smash!" was the only response the Captain got, but it seemed to be enough for him.

"But we should all make getting the Tesseract our priority."

The group seemed to agree with that.

"You Midgardians should take care not to touch it though," Loki said thoughtfully. "Its Seidr from what I felt was extraordinarily powerful. Perhaps Sigyn or I would be best to handle it."

"You're not coming," Thor made sure to make his tone resolute, though his conviction wavered when his little Brother turned those bright green eyes on him.

"But Brother -"

"This is not a place for you children, you should head for safety."

"We've been here longer than you," Loki pointed out, Sigyn and Leif nodding at his side. "You can't just send us away now."

"I can and I will," Thor rejected Loki's words, turning so he wouldn't have to look at those pleading eyes. "You may not think so, but you are still a child Loki. You and your companions could be killed, and I swear to the Norns while there is breath in my body, I will not let that happen."

Loki started to protest again, the Apprentice and Valet valiantly backing him up, though Thor was not swayed.

"He's right you know," Stark said, which got him three intense glares for his trouble. "This place is dangerous and you're just kids. You don't have to do anymore."

"I agree," Captain America swiftly added. "This is no place for children."

The Widow nodded and Hawkeye shrugged, not willing to comment. The Hulk was too busy watching the Chitari to pay too close attention to the conversation. Thor was about to hustle the three to a better place when Loki grit his teeth and let lose a small blast of Seidr. It buffeted the air around him, causing some of the debris scattered about to fling up and soar through the air. Thor blinked; he had not been expecting for Loki to have an emotional outburst.

"Loki," he started to scold, but his little Brother was on him before he could truly begin. Taking his small fist and pounding it into the Thunderers arm. It did not hurt overmuch, but Thor still winced at the sting, Loki had not held back.

"You can't just send us away, you just can't. How do you think you're going to take on Amora? Alone? I've been there and tried that and she sent me flying with ease. You may be a mighty warrior Brother, but you are not a Seidr wielder. She will find a way around you and destroy you."

Thor gaped, stunned, though he was quick to cover it up. "Your exaggerating Brother."

"He is not," Sigyn said, shaking her head.

"L…Lady Amora is a p…powerful foe," Leif added

"She'll take you all out if she gets the chance," Loki finished. "You're underestimating her Thor and she knows you will. Seidr has always been something that you've underestimated because you can't wield it. But I can." Loki's green eyes were wild as he turned his gaze away from Thor to address the assembled Midgardians. "I may be young, a child even, but I am of Asgard and a wielder of Seidr. I might be unable to take Amora head on, but I can help you, my Seidr can help you get the advantage you need to stop her."

"And I."

"A…and I."

The cries of the two children where enough to have the Midgardians stuttering in protest, it also served well to cover Thor's wince. He couldn't disagree with Loki's assessment on his views of Seidr. It was something they had discussed at length after the coup, though Thor had still not completely admitted his whole feelings on the art.

Seidr had always been an area that he had little understanding of, of course he knew his ability to call the storm was a type of Seidr, but that was natural, inborn to him and something he never truly had to learn to control. Even when he was turned mortal a year ago, though the storm didn't exactly come to his command, it did respond to his mental state, it used to happen a lot when he was a child. But spells, chants, incantations, Seidr that required focus so that its honed to a point where it can shift and change at the casters will. Thor had never understood how to do that, never delved into the art as his Mother and Brother so that they are capable of feats Thor could never hope to dream of accomplishing.

When he was a younger man, well just twelve Midgardian months ago in fact, he had dismissed it, seen it as nothing to be proud of, a waste of time. But that had only stemmed from his feelings of insecurity, his own lack of talent in an area where his Mother and Brother shone. He wasn't proud of his actions and he was striving to be better, especially for his little Brother, but it was difficult to alter hundreds of years of thinking in the small span of time that had passed.

Though now, confronted by Amora and the arguments Loki was laying out before him, he could see that his own thinking was leading him to make a mistake that wouldn't just cost him his own life, but that of the Midgardians he had sworn to protect.

Sighing, he bent on bended knee before Loki, who startled at the heavy hand that fell on his shoulder, which would have made a Midgardian man stagger.

"You are right Brother," Thor said solemnly. "I had forgotten in my arrogance just how powerful those who practise Seidr can be. And I should know, having such a talented wielder for a little Brother."

Thor ignored the flush on Loki's cheeks, now was not the time to be teasing, instead he looked to the Midgardians, who were watching the display in curiosity. "Loki is right, we will need them."

"You can't be serious," Hawkeye exclaimed.

"I know your meant to be space Vikings or something like that, but here on Earthgard we don't put kids in the line of fire," the armour, Stark growled.

"This is not -"

"We don't have a choice," Thor cut the Captain off, which had the Midgardian frowning. "Amora is a powerful Seidr wielder and though I have Mjolnir." Thor hefted his hammer, which caught the immediate interest of the Man of Iron, Stark. "I may find it difficult to stop her."

"Then there is the Tesseract itself," Loki added. "It has powerful Seidr, that will need to be controlled and unless I missed my guess, none of you can do that."

The Midgardian's said nothing, but Thor smirked, it appeared as though Loki was to win this round, even though he would much rather his Brother be as far from the battlefield as possible.

"Besides, even if you left us here, we would still follow you," Sigyn said with a flip of her blonde braid.

"You d…don't have the power t…to stop us," Leif continued, hands clenching as he stammered his own defiance.

"That is unless you're willing to leave someone with -"

"Alright, fine," the Captain snapped, interrupting Loki who only smirked at the mortal. "Seen as we can't stop you, you'd better come with us then. But you are always to stay with one of us. No wandering, no solo fights, you do what we say, understand?"

The three nodded but Thor wasn't so sure if they would be heeding the Captain's words or not.

"We best get going then, those bastards have already destroyed more of my city than I would like," Stark said, and the rest of the Midgardians were quick to agree. Thor turned to the three children who were having a hurried discussion among themselves.

"Brother?" Thor inquired. Loki turned to him, face a mask of determination.

"Sigyn and Leif will stay with the Avengers," he announced, waving his hand and suddenly a sword appeared.

"Now that is just cool," Thor heard the Man of Iron mutter.

"A simple summoning," Loki said, handing the weapon to Leif who took it gratefully. "Leif's a good fighter and can help the Captain, Hawk and Widow on the ground. Sigyn -"

"I'm a healer," the girl finished for the Prince, stepping forward proudly. "I'm better off down here where I can possibly aid some of the Midgardians trapped in the debris. Plus, I can heal any of the Avengers if they get hurt."

"Sounds reasonable," the Captain agreed, though to Thor it sounded forced. Not that he could blame the man, no one wanted to see children on the battlefield, not even the warrior race of Asgard. "But what about you?"

He nodded to Loki who smiled. "I'll go with Thor," was all he said before jumping onto his Brother's back with ease. Thor took his weight as though it was nothing, the position reminiscent of when Loki was a toddler and would often fall asleep on his back after hours of playing in their Mother's garden. "We can head right for Starks obnoxious tower."

"My tower is awesome, you just don't want to admit it," Stark snapped before the face plate of his armour came over his head and he blasted off into the sky. His actions were quickly followed by the Hulk who roared and raced after him, bounding high to land on one of the buildings before taking off to jump over the tall buildings that made up the city before disappearing out of sight.

"Fine," the Captain conceded. "But be careful, the Chitari are swarming there."

"We will," Thor nodded, hefting Loki higher on his back. "May you be victorious in your battles ahead."

The Captain inclined his head, along with the Widow and Hawk. Loki exchanged a quick look with his companions before Thor swung Mjolnir and the two Brothers flew up into the air heading straight for their target.

Stark Tower.