Thor: The King of Nothing.
Summary: "(An AU with Loki "surviving" Thor 2, and other major/minor changes) After saving his brother's life, Loki is unexpectedly granted a second chance- but with a catch: he will never be allowed to leave Asgard again. Now, trying to regain the trust of his father, brother, and former friends, while at the same time trying to keep his crumbling sanity and soul intact, his life has never been more difficult. But when he's forced to decide whose side he's really on when "home" is attacked by an enemy only he can stop, Loki may find that dying may have been the best thing that could have ever happened to him."
Warning: "This will be a relatively tame fanfic, with the exception of some blood, violence, angst, some language, a character death or two, and other adult situations. So, to be on the safe side, we'll be going with Rated T. I have watched both Thor movies and the Avenger's movie, but this does not mean that I am perfect and/or know absolutely everything there is to know about, and I'm bound to forget or misuse something. So, with that, please forgive me if I screw up, and just enjoy the story."
Disclaimer: "I do not own Thor. Please don't ruin my day by thinking I do."
This piece is dedicated to PeaceHeather.
"By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes."
- William Shakespeare.
The snow was coming down hard in harsh, heavy waves, but that didn't hinder Loki Odinsson in the slightest as he quickly made his way toward a large, dilapidated, stone building.
After two years of being completely exposed to the elements without the Jotun King's protection, whatever remained of the once sprawling, almost beautiful city of frozen-blue stone had long since crumbled away; buried and lost, perhaps forever, in the vast, barren whiteness.
The God of Mischief stopped at the entrance of the crumbling place and look down at the steps of the threshold, allowing himself a small, barely noticeable smile; for somehow he knew that it was at this very spot many centuries ago that Odin had found him as a newborn, abandoned to die at Laufey's hand.
This was the very spot where his life had truly started.
This is not the time to think of this, Loki chastised himself, shaking his head to stop the flood of early memories, passing the spot and quickly moving on. It's time to move on.
But he couldn't stop himself from looking back.
He could almost picture Odin standing there centuries ago in the snow, staring down at the newborn with that piercing, azure gaze of his, and after making his decision, picking up the little bundle and safely carrying it away into the night.
Did you not hesitate? Loki wondered as he slowly let himself turn back again, Did you not at least think about what you were about to do? Or did you act out of some impulse that even you could not quell?
... Did you, perhaps, pity me? Is that why you did it?
Loki would give almost anything to know the answers to these questions.
He let his thoughts wander freely as he moved further into the building, finally leaving behind the threshold of his birth.
Loki had been in the Jotunheim more times than he cared to admit; though, of course, most of those times had been in his dreams. This was his birthland, after all, and he assumed that his curiosity about the place was natural. He'd gotten a brief chance to look around two years ago for real when he came here to strike that "deal" with his biological father, Laufey, but now these ruins had more significance to him; and not just simply because of Odin or his actions here centuries ago.
This place had a second purpose, beyond that.
A purpose Loki could now see-
Slowly, the God reached into his pocket, withdrawing a fist-sized, green ball that glowed weakly at his touch. The thing was scratched and cracked all over; but the biggest was a jagged, iced over fissure that seemed to be slowly pushing out the remaining, faint light in the glass-like ball.
Loki stared down at the odd little thing; carefully bouncing it up and down in his palm for a long moment in a futile attempt to distract himself.
It should almost be almost time, Loki thought, closing both hands over the glass-like, glowing ball and looking over his shoulder at the empty, stone throne that sat at the back of the room and throwing it a mocking smirk, hoping that Laufey was turning over in his grave in hell, It should be coming now.
The spell he had placed with his last moments in Asgard was about to take effect.
And Loki had to be ready when it did.
The Vael King certainly wasn't giving him more than a year; and while Loki knew for certain that the alien would probably make his move long before that, he also knew that not only would he himself not make it until then, he knew that Thor couldn't, either.
Thor was strong; stronger than Loki had imagined.
But even the God of Thunder had no idea what he was about to face.
He had made that clear to Loki in the Courtyard.
No, that's not quite fair, now is it? Loki mused to himself with a chuckle, though his slowly blackening eyes light up slightly with concern. He should have known that the letter would have hurt his brother like he knew it did- what else could explain that look in his eyes when he fell through the ice? He did as he did in the Svartalfheim. He didn't understand; he was only trying to help.
I'm sorry for leaving again, Thor, Loki thought, looking down at the glowing ball in his hands for a few tortuously long moments before slipping it slowly and carefully back into his coat pocket, as if he was afraid the thing would shatter at the slightest, careless neglect, I hope you'll forgive me for this.
And he was right.
Even at his gentle touch, his soul continued to crumble right before his very eyes.
And so, as the storm outside grows louder and louder until it's almost deafening, the King of Nothing sits quietly on his throne, waiting for the spell that would lead him to his next fight.
One he knew for certain that he wouldn't be fighting alone.
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