Sometimes I hear you calling
From some lost and distant shore
I hear you crying softly for the way it was before
-Hymn for the Missing by RED

It was very quiet. Loki lay silently in the bed as he slowly breathed in, then out, then in. His brain whirred slowly around, but he felt tired. Oh, he was so tired. He tried to open his eyes, but he only saw black. Was this what death was like? It was nothing. There was no sound, no shapes, there wasn't even a scent. Loki tried to find his arms, but found they were not there, or at least he could not see them. Why was it so dark?

"I'm so sorry, brother. You were right." Wait, what was that? Loki tried to locate the voice, but still he could see nothing. "You were right. I'm sorry I didn't believe what you said. I was blind, brother. So please, just wake up." That was Thor's voice!

Loki tried to speak, only to find he could not move his mouth. He couldn't move a single inch, not even to bat his eyelids. He wanted to tell Thor that of course he had been right. The thought struck him a moment later, if Thor was speaking to him, then he was still alive. Disappointment filled him. He had failed to die then. Couldn't he even do something as simple as that? It seemed that there was absolutely nothing he could do successfully.

"I visited Odin last night. He confirmed what you had told me. They knew... I am sorry I spent so much time upon this earth, brother. If only I had remained in Asgard, I might have known. I might have saved you from yourself, but I did not. It was selfish of me, and I regret it now." Loki would have scoffed if he had the ability to. Thor, save him? What kind of ludicrous joke was that anyways? He didn't need saving.

For Thor, perhaps he could feel some sort of sentiment. The man obviously knew of his mistakes now, but for Asgard? They were an entire world of elves and gods. They were too full of themselves to ever apologize. Thor was still considered a child in their eyes and was liable to make mistakes such as these. Was that what this apology was? A mistake because Thor was too young to know any better? Loki breathed raggedly through the mask as he thought.

That was probably it. Thor would never regret something he did to Loki, the god of mischief. No, he was the giant of mischief. Would they even consider him to be a god anymore? He doubted it. He was nothing more than Laufey whom they had slaughtered. They had probably wanted him to die. It was why they let him go this far, wasn't it?

"He told me that Heimdall knew as well. Brother, I wonder if they would have known of your initial betrayal if this is the case. Did they purposefully let both of us go through such pain the time to tried to take my brother? Did they let it so happen that you escaped to fight and hurt Midgard? I do not know if they see all, but it leaves me lost. I do not know what to do anymore." Thor's voice was low as he ended. Loki could just imagine his brother hanging his head as he leaned over the hospital bed. Heck, he could imagine himself laying there like the dead. It wasn't as if his skin was incredibly tanned anyways. He was often told that he looked like a ghost.

But Thor's words rung true in his mind. Loki longed to say how Thor was right. The Asgardians did not meddle in things they thought unworthy of their time. He was unworthy of their time. There was no reason why they would care for his life at all. But he also knew that even though Odin had a quarrel with Thor, Odin would always watch over for his son. They were still two different people even if Thor had come to his side.

He would always be the loser, no matter what. "Forgive me for being so blind." The pain in Thor's voice struck him in the chest. He wanted to reach out like he used to when they children. He wanted to stroke Thor softly on the head and murmur words of comfort to the man he had spent centuries growing up with, but he couldn't. His body rebelled against him and kept him in a silent state of paralysis.

The darkness made him tired, and soon he was lulled to sleep by the sound of Thor's sobs.

Author's Note: Sorry that the chapter is kind of short. I couldn't imagine extending it, but I hoped you enjoyed it anyways!

Here Loki is suffering from Total Locked-In Syndrome. (: Locked-in syndrome is a condition in which a patient is aware and awake but cannot move or communicate verbally due to complete paralysis of nearly all voluntary muscles in the body including the eyes. It is often confused for a coma. I decided to kind of delete the coma since it would be difficult to continue the story, but here is something very similar to it. Please do not be alarmed! I did not change this to make you all have heart attacks just because 90% of people with this die within four months. Maybe most of you didn't know that, and I just scared you now... Well, I can't give out plot details yet... So I hope you'll live through the heart attack to the next chapter on Thursday! (: Review? 8'D