"Brother? I know you reside here with my friends. Please, Loki, what is this about? Surely we can deal with this on Asgard, instead of here on Midgard," Thor was hesitant, his hand on the shaft of Mjolnir. His adopted brother took his team. His friends. To lure him out.
"Asgard is no home to me, Thor. You know this. Midgardians have proven time and time again that they can handle this, especially your precious Avengers." He says the team's name with hatred and spite. It saddens Thor.
"Loki, please," Thor pleads, "come home with me. Frigga will be so happy. I'll make sure Odin—"
"No! Odin wants me just to live out my existence in a rotting jail cell. You know this game Thor. I escape, take something and Odin sends you to fetch me." Loki sneaks up behind his half-brother. "This is an endless game; a cycle, perhaps even."
"And this is the game we play Loki. Just please let my friends go." Thor turns around to face Loki. His brother guides the tip of the staff to the god of thunder's heart.
"Goodbye, Brother." Loki says as he taps the tip to his chest, watching his brother's eyes tear up at the mention of him calling the other his brother.
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My Hawk
ФанфикMy, my, my. Won't you read this? You're dear team of the petty Avengers are under my underlying grasp once again, but alas something is amiss. They've been singled out, and taken in control by my Tesseract. -originally posted on my fanfiction.net ac...
