If I wasn't here tomorrow
Would anyone lose sleep?
If I wasn't hard and hollow
Then maybe you would miss me
-Would it Matter by Skillet

The voices in his head just wouldn't leave. The worst thing about it was that he just couldn't deny them. Their words were true. He was smaller; he was weaker. He was nothing compared to though and never would be. Hadn't he lost enough to prove that already? The first time he had face Thor in battle he had lost pitifully in front of Odin, no less. Once again he had tried to prove himself only to be tossed aside once more by the god of thunder.

Admittedly, he had been attacked by all of the Avengers instead of just Thor, but the outcome was the same. He had lost. Having an army and more training made no difference. Thor would always be stronger than him and it was a fact. There was no way for them ever to be equals. That was all he wanted after all. Even if he had become king of Asgard it would never make him equal to Thor. Thor had something he would never have. Thor was loved.

Loki ran his hands through his hair and shook it into a frenzy. Being a god had perks at times, but it was at times like this he envied the Midgardians. On Midgard they valued equality. They called discrimination a disease. In Asgard discrimination was hilariously rampant. You were born into greatness. Loki was born into disgrace. Why couldn't have he been born into an Asgardean family? Better yet, why hadn't he just been left to die?

He could have died in that temple, so why had Odin brought him along? If he was just going to survive a fate worse than death then it wasn't worth it being alive anymore. Loki slammed his head back against the door as he breathed heavily. He had finally lost his last supporter. Thor meant more to him than he'd ever like to admit and the loss hurt. There was nothing left in his world anymore.

He looked at the wrist cuff on his right arm. There was one way to kill a god: deprive them of 100% of their magical energy. He stared gloomily at the cuff and flexed his hand experimentally. He curved his hand up and closed his eyes before releasing a cloud of magical energy into the air. He grunted as the metal contracted around his arm and sent shocks of electricity up into his body, but he didn't stop.

The blue particles danced through the air before dispersing, letting other particles take their place. The room was filled with a blue hue as more and more magic began releasing from his palm. Sweat began percolating on his brow as he felt his energy leave him. He scrunched his eyes shut as the electricity charges came faster and faster.

He had to stay awake. He had to keep the process going before he could finally rest, the final rest. If he could just keep going a little bit longer then it would all be over. He wouldn't have to experience this pain anymore and he would be safe from those mocking voices. His thoughts only motivated him as he let out another surge of energy.

It was getting harder to breathe now and he was gasping for breath. He knew that at the very least he would be in a coma. There was no way to turn back now. The sound of footsteps echoed behind the door, but Loki's dulled mind could hardly take any notice. He just repeated the words 'keep going' over and over in his head like a mantra.

"Brother!" A fist pounded on the door behind him, but Loki closed his eyes to the sound. He couldn't give in now, not now. "What do you think you are doing?" Perhaps it was just his deprived mind, but Loki could have sworn that he heard a note of desperation in Thor's voice. Could it be? No, it couldn't be. He was just the rejected son after all. Soon, he wouldn't even be that. He would be nothing, nothing at all.

Loki opened his mouth weakly to make a reply of some sort, but found no voice would leave his mouth. Instead his face formed into a weak kind of smile. This would be the end of his story. The end that always happens. The villain dies and the heroes live happy every after. And Loki closed his eyes.

Author's Note: It's a short chapter, but I just had to end with my darling cliff hanger. Don't hurt me for it!

If it isn't obvious enough: I'm doing comicverse. I haven't seen the movie Thor and apparently I just learned that Loki killed his own father there. But that's life and I'm not changing it. Because guess what? Laufey is a giantess. Yes, -ess. Laufey was a girl in mythology so really my change ain't too bad. xDD