Thor paced back and forth his room in a fit of anger. Anger at himself, at his father and the whole of Asgard, but anger at Loki?
No, never. Why was he so, so, so- he threw a vase at the wall, even when he was alone he couldn't even string a sentence together.
Why was he so inept?
Loki. Thor's heart sunk. He had stood by him, their whole lives, and it was true that Odin had kept Loki in Thor's shadow, a truth that sickened him. Loki had asked Thor for one thing, for Thor to give Loki his love, and he couldn't even give him that?
Why? Thor punched the wall loving the pain that shot up his arm from his wrist, he deserved that. Why could he not give Loki his love, when they both knew how ardently he truly loved Loki?
Because he was ashamed. He didn't want Odin to look down on him. He had been afraid of what Odin would do if he refused the future that Odin had planned.
He was afraid of being anything but the perfect warrior in his father's eyes.
Poor Loki, he had never pushed for Odin's love, letting Thor have all the glory. He knew now, because Loki had always loved Thor and seeing him praised pleased Loki. Thor was too small of a man to stand up to his father for the person he loved with all of his heart, and now he had lost him because of it.
Loki had gone, and it was Thor's fault.
Thor was at a loss of what to do. He didn't know what to do without Loki, he had always been at his side from the time they were infants. They had played, and eaten, fought and mostly slept at each other's sides.
"I am a fool!" He roared, summoning Mjolnir into his hand, he thrust it towards the sky.
If he could feel this rage, so could the rest of Asgard. Let them mourn the loss of Thor's love as he did. Let Odin weep for the pain he had cause both of his sons, for the judgment he had passed over them both from birth. Let it rain, and hail, let there be thunder and lightning. Thor threw all of his feelings into this outward display.
What a fool he truly was.
Loki had asked for three words. Three words, and he would have his by his side now, to hold, to love, to ask for advice, to laugh with.
The sky cracked with lighting as a cascade of memories washed over Thor. Their birthdays, the first magic trick Loki had shown Thor, as both of their eyes lit up with amazement. Their first battle. First hunting trip. Their first kiss.
How young they had been, too young to understand the different between brothers and lovers. Hurt and anger mingled into one as he remembered all of the nights they had spent together, the touched, the kisses, and their desperate need for physical contact after a whole day of pretending to be no more than brothers. They way they would cling to each other's embrace.
The sky seemed to fight back. Thor's confusion broke through his anger for a second. The sky seemed to split in two, as if Thor's own powers were being used against him, and the rays of sunlight that set the room ablaze blinded him. Thor was almost knocked back, yet the light began to fade, or more like gain a shape. The light began to define into a figure, the figure of a woman.
As Thor's sight began to re-focus he could see more clearly the woman who now stood before him. She was beautiful, unblemished alabaster skin was the setting for delicate, timeless features in perfect symmetry. This woman could live at any time Thor decided, and not look out of place. Her lips curved into a warm smile that seemed to bring an everlasting youthfulness to all that it was cast upon.
This Goddess, whilst having every feminine beauty possible, had a childlike air about her, the two contrasting perfectly in a way Thor knew he couldn't imagine. This strange event could not be something he was imagining.
Yet the more he looked, the more incredulous the sight before him grew. Could he be imagining the resemblance between himself and the unknown Goddess?
The curves of her body were the embodiment of Thor's physical stature, her golden hair falling loose around her shoulders and down her back, whilst the same colour as the God's own, something about the way it fell and shone in the light reminded him of another.
As she grew closer, her sensuous walk battled with a powerful stride- Thor knew- an inherent stride. He didn't know how he knew, but something about this strange woman, something that radiated from within her resonated the truth right into the heart of the God of Thunder.
She was his daughter.
She stopped, perhaps a foot from him, and when she spoke, his thoughts were confirmed. A rich velvety tone ran through her words and her accent was similar to his own.
Similar, yet not the same.
Again, there was something to it that reminded Thor of another, which only added to the list of his questions.
"Hello Thor Odinson" She began "I think, by now you must know who I am?" she asked with a smile, taking his hands in her own smaller ones and Thor was helpless to her. He knew in that second that anything she asked of him, he would do.
If he had ever felt love at first sight before this moment, he did not know it.
He nodded, not trusting his voice to around as strong and powerful as it usually did. He returned her smile, almost his own, yet more clumsy than her radiant one.
"I am Thea, known as Mother Nature by many. I know you must have many questions, I can see it in your eyes. Least of all, I imagine is that of my second parent?"
On this point however, Thor had to shake his head at her question.
"Darling Thea. Do you not think, that if I could recognise you on sight, then I would not see the features of another also?" He laughed as shock passed over her wintergreen eyes in the way it did over those of her other parent.
"Your eyes." He explained, "Your walk and your skin and not mine I think, and the way your hair falls is familiar. You are also the daughter of Loki Laufeyson". Thor stated with no shock, tenderness filling his gaze as he took in his daughter fully. "A beauty such as yours could only have one source I think."
Their smiles grew as she gripped his hands tighter. Her lovely eyes brimming with tears of happiness suddenly.
"I didn't expect this!" She explained, "I thought perhaps you would see a resemblance, yet not see it was from Loki. I didn't expect you to see my father in me so soon. You love him more than I expected."
Thor's smile didn't waver as he pulled Thea into a hug, as naturally as if he had done it every day for hundreds of years. Yet over her shoulder, his expression changed to that of sadness.
Love Loki he did; yet how could he tell this woman, the events of the past day? That her fathers had argued, and fought and shared such bad feelings before she was even born? How could he tell her, that because of him, she would never exist?
"This is good" she exclaimed "very good" she grew confused at Thor's saddened face "Father, what's wrong?"
Father. The word resonated between them and broke Thor's heart, he had loved his daughter from the instant he saw her and hearing her call him father only sealed the bond. Yet he knew that she would never exist.
He could never have a daughter called Thea, because Loki had gone. Left vowing never to return because of Thor's own stupidity and arrogance.
"I'm sorry, im so, so sorry Thea. I love your-" he couldn't say it, his voice grew thick "Loki, but he has gone. He left yesterday because I was too arrogant to admit that I loved him. I've driving him away, and now I don't think your future will stay the same. Im worried that you will not happen at all."
Thea had never seen her father cry before, and the tears that fell down the God's face now scared her in a way she hadn't expected.
"No, no. Don't you see? That is why I've come." Her words were gently, and Thor's eyes met her own. His tears stopped as abruptly as they began, and she laughed softly at the sight of her father whom she had watch rule over the realm eternal with such valour and love, look like such a petulant and sorry-for-himself toddler.
"What do you mean?" he asked with a reproachful look.
"You must understand this. This moment in time is a turning point. On one hand is a path that leads to your rule, a fine king of Asgard, with a loving family and a beautiful wife- Sif- as lovely and successful a future any man, or God would want." She paused, taking his hands once more "Yet, there is another path you may choose to take. It isn't a smooth one, and it may seem like the wrong one, yet it holds more love than you could ever imagine. With Loki by your side you will become the king you were truly born to be. Together, you will reign over Asgard and bring it into a new age; you both bring different things to the other. There is no other way to say it, however cliché it may be but you complete each other." She paused, her words sinking into Thor. He still hand the choice, it wasn't too late, Loki couldn't have gone too far by now even with his magic to aid him.
If it was love Loki desired, Thor had more than enough to give.
"So which will you chose?" Thea asked with a knowing grin "they are both tempting for sure."
Thor smiled "I believe you already know my choice before I say it, my daughter."
Thea smiled warmly.
"Then so it shall be." Her radiant smile was cast away from Thor, and she began to walk away.
"No, wait! Stay a while longer, I have so many questions." Thea laughed and took Thor's outstretched hand.
"And answers you will have. In the future." She touched his face and kissed his cheek softly as his frustration made her laugh, "Father's right, you hate not knowing everything."
Thor grumbled, "I fear your father's right about a lot of things Thea."
She smiled "Not about everything he isn't."
Thor had a feeling that he and his daughter would share many a look over Loki's stubbornness in the future. It was nice to know he would have an ally in his daughter, knowing how difficult the trickster could be.
He just had to find him first, how could he find him? He started to grow concerned Thea spoke;
"So, what are we waiting for then?" she tugged at his hand.
"What do you mean?" his brows pulled together.
"Well we've got a God of mischief to find, and I've got to get home for tea. I've got two very protective fathers you know, not to mention my brothers and sisters who will want to know where I've been all day if you keep me waiting."
Thor's eyes grew large.
"Brothers and sisters?" Thea laughed,
"Oh yes, but that's more stories you would be better off experiencing for yourself. Come on now"
He allowed himself to be lead by his daughter, who began to walk them in a circle, before Thor felt his feel lift from the ground.
"You have your father's magic?" He stated, this new revelation making him smile fondly.
"Yes, I'm a shifter like him too. We can't all be hammer wielding kings, can we?" They both laughed.
"Why do I feel I'm up against a force of nature between your father and yourself?" Thor laughed.
Thea tapped her nose secretively "My father's not the God of mischief for nothing" she continued "But I also have a father who is kind, and brave and forever loving. So they kind of balance each other out" Thor reddened at her praise.
"Come now, we have to go" She whispered hurriedly as they disappeared from the room, Thea taking Thor he knew not where.
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