The Real Loki

Brother

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This is my first Avengers fanfic so sorry for any mistakes. I know this might not have the typical Loki personality in it, but I still thinks this might, maybe, just a little could happen. Hope you enjoy!

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Thor looked at his little brother behind the glass down in Asgards prison. Loki stood tall and proud and starred back with his eyes half closed as if he tried to see through his big brother. "Why did you have to do it?" Thor asked silently.
Loki chuckled. "I am a king and all I need is a world to rule".
Thor shook his head. "No Loki. Why did you do it?".
Loki looked intensely at him while trying to understand his brothers question. "Why did you do it?!" Thor suddenly yelled, his temper running away with him again.
Loki took a step back before he again got himself under control. His cold gaze was still fixed on the older God. "You think it's easy to be the one everyone hates?" he asked, barely a whisper.
Thor shook his head. "That's not a reason. Mother and father loves you".
"They're not my parents!" Loki yelled.
"Then why do you fight that hard to make Father proud?!" Thor yelled back.
Loki turned his back to his brother. "trying to take over Midgard just to get a reaction from him? All the people you killed just because of that" Thor said angry.
Loki turned back against him with a quick motion. Sorrow clear in his always so smirking or cold eyes. "Haven't you realized it yet? I am a monster! Killing people for nothing is what monsters do!"
Thor shook his head. "That's what you keep telling you self. I know this isn't you. I remember you as a child. You were kind, or at least not evil. You read and you studied. I always thought you were going to be so wise. I was scared that you were going to get the throne because I could never be as wise as you, but look at you now. Wasting all your gifts just because you're afraid of you self" Thor said and turned to leave, pain in his chest.
Loki followed him with his eyes until the door closed after him. He could feel tears fighting to get out. His skin felt like sharp razors was trying to escape from his body every where. It hurt so much. He stumbled back and let himself slide down the wall until he sat with his head hid behind his legs. He hated his brother so much for knowing him, and he hated himself much more for just being him. The monster.

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Yep, drama and depression. My kind of story;) hope it was alright. I will update soon.
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