Author's Notes: Hmm so are the frost giants coming for them or is Loki crazy...Either way, time to have some fun with this. And I really hope this turns out okay, because I just stayed up all night working on it.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters, worlds, things, etc. Too bad, that would be fun. :) But alas, 'tis not meant to be. :'(

Thor woke to the sound of a fierce cry and the sound of metal piercing metal. He opened his eyes to see a frost giant standing over where his brother had been sleeping, his spear obviously through where Loki's chest would be. The sound of metal piercing metal...

"Loki!" Thor jumped up and ran the few steps it took to reach the murderous giant standing over his brother. The warriors had been woken by the frost giant's battle cry and were also all springing into action.

Thor drew his sword as he raced to the frost giant who still had his spear stuck in his little brother's too still form. The giant stumbled back a few steps to avoid Thor's deadly blade as it swung at his neck. But Thor kept coming after him, so with another loud cry he kicked out at Thor. The blow caught Thor in the chest sending him flying backwards several feet. Thor landed flat on his back in the snow. As he hauled himself to his feet again, he risked a quick look around at what else was going on.

There was roughly a total of ten frost giants now running through the warriors' camp. The warriors still had the frost giants outnumbered, orihinally being a group of twenty themselves, but this could still prove to be a rough night. Thor turned his attention back to the frost giant in front of him. The sooner these frost giants were dealt with the sooner he could try to help Loki, if it wasn't already too late...

Thor quickly pushed such thoughts from his mind. Loki had to be alive. He was too clever to have let a frost giant get the better of him while he was sleeping...Wasn't he?

The frost giant charged at Thor again, but Thor rolled to the side a split second before the blow would've bashed his skull in. The giant stumbled forward a few steps, propelled by its momentum from the missed attck. Before he had a chance to recover, Thor plunged his sword into the frost giant's back. It gave a cry of rage and undeniable pain as it fell to the frozen ground, dead before it even hit the snow.

One frost giant down, nine more to go. Looking around in search of his next target, Thor saw that the warriors had managed to take down two of the other giants so far. Also, there was one warrior lying motionless on the ground, a pool of blood all around him. And then there was Loki's still form lying nearby as well, even now so enwrapped in his cloak that all that could be seen of him was a small portion of his armor. But something else just didn't seem right here...

A loud noise pulled Thor from his thoughts, and he turned just in time to see another of the frost giants charging right for him. But it was already too late to dodge the attack in any way. There was no time to react in the least. The frost giant's club struck the side of Thor's head and shoulder, knocking the thunder god to the ground. Thor slid several yards in the snow before slamming into the roccks at the base of a nearby mountain.

Momentarily dazed by the hit, Thor stared up at the icy mountain and the vastnight sky looming above him. Directly above him was a shadow on the sky, as if something were blocking out the stars there. In place of the stars, Thor caught sight of two small green orbs. They looked familiar to him, but with the frost giant coming to attempt to finish him off, he didn't have the time to figure it out now.

Thor leapt to his feet and lunged at the frost giant with his sword. The attack was unexpected, but the frost giant still managed to avoid the worst of the attack. Thor's sword caught the frost giant's shoulder. The giant let out a pained cry, but the wound was not as serious as Thor would have liked.

Angry now, the frost giant swung its club at Thor again, a sweeping blow aimed at its opponent's legs. Thor jumped into the air, causing the frost giant's club to pass harmlessly below his feet. Upon landing again, Thor immediately aimed a blow for the frost giant's exposed face. It managed to dodge this hurried attack, but was unable to escape Thor's follow up attack. Thor's fist slammed into the frost giant's face with enough force to knock it to the ground. He stood over the momentarily vulnerable giant, preparing to take its life with one last decisive swing of his sword, when it aimed a desperate kick at Thor's midsection.

Thor was tossed away from the frost giant but managed to stay on his feet this time. He stood his ground but struggled to catch his breath as the giant got to its feet. The frost giant stumbled towards Thor and once it was close enough it swung its club at him again. Still recovering from the painful kick to his stomach, Thor was only able to raise his sword in a pathetic attempt to block the incoming attack.

But the block failed, of course. And once again, Thor found himself lying amongst the rocks at the foot of the icy mountain. He even saw the familiar shadow hiding the stars, and the two emerald orbs.

The frost giant walked over and stood in front of Thor for a few seconds as it raised its club high over its head in order to deliver the killing blow to the currently defensless prince of Asgard. Thor had lost his grip on his sword in the last attack and couldn't so much as try to defend himself now.

Knowing he had lost, Thor lookied up to the sky one last time. The green orbs above him seemed to grow even brighter somehow, and the mysterious shadow rippled. The stars around it twinkled dimly in the frozen night. Thor closed his eyes and braced himself for the frost giant's final attack which would inavoidably end his life.

The mighty Thor had been defeated.