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That night I snuck down the cell bay. I had to see what he did in his spare time. Was he less angry?

I slipped into the cell and found a nook in which to be unseen. I sat there silently as I watched him standing with non-seeing eyes. I saw another Loki appear and the first Loki turn invisible. Loki held out his hand and conjured a green ball of light. He tossed it between his hands his gaze was calm as he inhaled and exhaled loudly. His emerald green irises were bored and sad. He shaped the ball of light into a cube. And then he turned it into an apple shape. I looked to see if he'd eaten the food I'd given him. There was an apple core on the ground and an empty mug. I watched him shape the apple in his grasp. He set it down on the ground. He picked up the mug and filled it with green liquid made from magic. He rubbed a hand over his face, and sighed. He conjured another ball of light, bouncing it on the ground and back to his hand. I saw him smile for the first time. He bounced it and bounced it and then he smiled and gave a chuckle as he made it disappear. His smile faded. He felt his left arm...and his gaze hardens as his eyes were filled with sadness. Memories were associated with this arm, something horrible. She heard him chuckle.

"Funny how it all began, isn't it? It hurts, doesn't it, to remember the times when stupid people failed." he mumbled to himself. He frowned and pinched his arm, so much so that a bead of blood trickled down. I watched in horror as Loki started to cry. He sat on the floor and mumbled,

"Life hurts..." he pinched himself again. I couldn't stand it anymore. I ran out from my corner, and tapped on the glass quickly. Loki whirled around.

"You! What are you doing here? How- what did you-" he covered his arm with his sleeve as best he could. I felt tears pouring down my cheeks.

"Why are you doing this to yourself? Why are you feeling this way? I-I I know that life hurts...I know it sucks and cuts you deeply." I pulled up my sleeve. When I was 16 I'd cut, it was horrible… luckily at 18 I stopped.

"I've hurt myself from being sucked in! Stop!" I felt the rivers flooding as I put a hand up against the glass.

"Just don't give yourself another pain." Loki's emerald eyes were laced with red as he sat in front of me behind the glass.

"I want to help you."

"I want you to listen for a minute. I'm going to tell you a story that no other human knows." I nodded and scooted up against the glass.

"I am technically not a god. I was taken in from Jontunheim, which was my home where I was born." "Wait. My last name is Jontun."

"That's crazy." he smiled, probably pleased to find out there was someone he could relate to...somewhat.

"I know." Something to hang onto.

"I was abandoned as a baby by my people. Odin All Father, father of Thor, found me and transformed me to be as I am now. He raised me as his son, just as if Thor was my real brother. In fact, Thor and I were quite close. I didn't know any of the truths and he didn't know the lies. We fought together, talked, everything. I knew nothing would separate us...nothing. There was no problem...until Thor wanted to 'visit' the frost giants. Then I learned of what I was..." he touched his arm.

"I hated my father for his lie. I knew what it felt like to be lied to then. I felt...horrible." he huffed a sigh and smiled.

"I was king for a short time...so short...I am a failure." he looked into my eyes. I pressed my head up against the glass.

"I'll always be second best...always."

"Is that why you hate Thor?"

"I don't hate him completely. I love him. He is my brother. But he is Odin's son. And I am not. He is brave and strong and not confused or emotional. He can see things much better than I can. I'm a deceiver, a lier. I am not trustworthy."

"You are tired."

"No." his denial was only for himself. I smiled.

"You're prideful as well. Get some sleep. I'll be back to see you. I'll listen more. I promise." he got up and stood next to the glass, his expression pleading.

"Don't go."

"Why?" I turned back a bit.

"I am alone."

"But I have to go. I have to report to the bridge soon."

"Then promise me this: you won't tell anyone my tale."

"I promise."

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