Disclaimer: I do not own Thor or The Avengers.
I woke up that morning in a complete state of shock. With no idea what to think, I stood up and walked to the balcony. I had never had a dream about myself before. I'd dreamt of wars and matters of diplomacy, of my mother spilling her wine on her midnight blue dress at last summers ball, and of Thor's drunken tumble down the stairs after a night of celebrating another Asgardian victory, but never had I dreamt of myself.
I shook it off and walked to the bathroom to bathe and prepare for the day. Once I had dried off I changed into my training outfit and walked to breakfast in a daze. Upon arrival, I discovered that I was last to the table and all eyes were on me as I took my seat between Sif and Loki.
" Are you all right, dear? You're not usually so late to breakfast." I heard my mother ask.
" I'm fine, mother. I was just really tired from reading too late. No need to worry." I lied. I could tell that Sif didn't quite believe my lie as easily as mother and of course Loki saw right through it as usual. Thor, picking up on the tension, began to loudly recount some previous battle that he wanted to recant to us all quickly enamoring Sif and giving me a moment to think.
I looked to my left and caught Loki's eye and I knew that he knew I'd had some sort of premonition and that he intended for us to talk about it. I blushed immediately thinking of how I'd have to think of some way to change the subject or divert his interest. I couldn't tell him what I had been dreaming of the night before. The embarrassment alone of knowing the future that was going to come to pass between he and I was enough to make me want to crawl in a dark cave. The horror of what I also knew was going to come to pass frightened me.
The Loki I knew was my best friend and one of the best people I knew. He was mischievous yes, but that didn't make him a bad person. Playing games wasn't wrong. He wasn't always the most honest man, he certainly had a way with words, but what soul has never told a lie? I could tell him anything and he was always honest with me. He loved his brother and had limitless respect for his parents, but at that moment, all I could think was how could it be that this man could ever love me or ever be capable of such evil?
"Allfather may I please be excused from the table?" I asked Odin as I stood abruptly.
He looked over at me with his all knowing eyes. " Of course, Rowan. Are you sure everything is all right?"
I didn't hesitate to respond. " I'm fine, I just have a couple of things to take care of. Excuse me."
With that I quickly walked from the hall and straight to the archery fields. I knew Thor would come looking for me later, but i needed some release and I wasn't going to get that from a sword. I craved the sense of control I felt when I held a bow in my hands instead of the recklessness that sword fighting brought.
It wasn't too long before I could hear Thor's heavy footsteps as he marched his way to my post.
"Rowan! Where have you been? You have acted so strangely this morning. First you disappear suddenly during breakfast and then you aren't at the training field ready for your practice. I had to search all over the nine realms in every nook and cranny before I found you here!" he bellowed at me as one of my arrows went whizzing past his head.
I sent an icy glare in his direction before firing off another arrow. " Maybe if you weren't so dull you would've thought about where I would have been a little bit more and you wouldn't have had to go wandering around like a bumbling idiot looking for me."
"That is completely beside the point! You're one of my dearest friends and it isn't like you to miss practice. In fact, you've never missed."
I sighed before lowering my bow. "I'm sorry, Thor. I had another dream last night. It was different though. It was about me. I don't really want to talk about the details. It just kind of freaked me out a little bit. I wanted to clear my head."
"I understand," he smiled, "you're allowed to miss practice you know. I just want you to let me know so I don't have to go all the way to Midgard searching for you!"
"I'll be sure to do that. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go speak to your brother." I said while playfully pushing him out of the way.
AN: So...this story is kind of my first attempt at putting any ideas down on paper. So I appreciate criticism, but I definitely like the constructive kind best! I want honest opinions so I can learn and become a better writer. Leave reviews...PM...doesn't matter. I think the more time I spend putting the ideas that I have scribbled in a notebook into words, the better I'll get! Thank you for reading this far, and once again, I would really appreciate reviews!