The God that Proved them Wrong (Thorki) Book 1 of 3

Chapter 1

 As I sit on a barstool in my kitchen, drink coffee and reading the newspaper, I think back to what happened three months ago. I remember hiding in the shadows as Thanos killed that poor man I disguise as myself. I remember watching as Thor, the giant oaf held my body and cried. I remember floating in space for days. I remember sending a distress signal. I remember a lot of things.

 After I crashed into earth, Clint and Fury held me for a week and questioned me. It took me psychologically breaking for them to realize I'm not going to hurt anyone. In fact, last month they declared me an avenger. Along side me is: a boy that calls himself Spiderman, a wizard that calls himself Strange, a tree that calls himself Groot, a grey man named Drax, a girl with antenni named Mantis, a demigod that calls himself Starman... or something, a man that wears a cat suit, a witch named Scarlet, the Arrowman, the man that calls himself ant, a man who has wings and calls himself Falcon, a teenage scientist named Shuri, and a man with one arm that's nicknamed White Wolf.

 I'm rarely at the compound though. I rarely leave my flat. Most of the world still hates me. That is... except for...

 His hands slide across my back and I lean back into his touch. Zeus Carver. A mortal man I met at a bar. "Good morning Loki." he says, before pressing his lips to me neck.

 After I put down my coffee and newspaper, I swivel around in my barstool and wrap my legs around his waist "Good morning love."

 His bright green eyes skirt across my lips and his brown locks go down to his shoulders. His beard brushes my chin and his muscular arms wrap around my waist. Biting my lip as I look down at his rippling abs. When I first met him, he reminded me of someone, but I don't know who.

 He smirks and whispers "Come back to bed with me." He presses his lips to mine "Please." he gives me a soft kiss.

 Scuffing, I release myself and walk to the other side of my kitchen, putting my mug in the dishwasher. He's behind me almost instantly, kissing my neck again "Please Loki?" he whispers in my ear.

 I sigh "Fine, you horny bastard, let's go." he chuckles and picks me up causing me to laugh "You're insufferable!"

~

 I pull myself out of Zeus's gripping arms and he groans in his sleep. After slipping into some pajama pants that were thrown on the floor not thirty minutes ago.

 I stop dead in my tracks when I hear the telle. "Sorry, I was catching up on news." I jump as Strange walks up behind me.

 Clutching my chest, I hiss "Why didn't you just ring?" I huff for breath and he shrugs "Would you like a cup of coffee?"

 "Two sugars." he says arrogantly, before slinging himself on my couch "I came here to get you."

 Handing him his coffee, I sigh "Why is that?"

 He sighs and mixes his coffee "We need you to travel somewhere we recently discovered." He looks at me, boredly.

 I frown "Why can't you travel there?" I sit on the opposite couch from him.

 He sighs "Because, My magic can only go in this realm." he says, bitterness hidden in his voice "And I don't know anyone there, so I wouldn't know which people to pick out."

 "Who do we need to get?" I frown, before his stare gets to me "He's still alive?" I grip the couch under me as he nods.

~

 As I walk into the compound, all eyes fall on me. Odd smiles litter the crowd and I soon find out why. Loud beeps come from above and I throw my dagger at it, without even looking "Hay!" Shuri screams as her newest robot hits the floor "Why'd you go smashing all my stuff!"

 I groan "Norms, are you trying to kill me?"

 "Loki!" Fury orders, walking past me "Follow me!" He leads me down staircases and hallways. We're joined by Shuri, Strange, Falcon, Scarlet and Clint.

 While we go down a long hallway, I stop dead in my tracks and look to the right. The glass window with patted walls. This is where they kept when I first got here, after Thanos.

 I mean back in my chair as Fury walks in "We know that you're behind the attacks on Wakanda."

 "No I'm not." I say numbly, messing with a piece of broken chainmetal "I wasn't even on earth."

 "We know how you work." he sits in front of me "We know how your organization works." He plops a file down in front of me, opening it find pictures of Thanos and his minions "We know you were in league with Thanos."

 I clear my throat and adjust "I was, yes." Sniffling, I scratch my forehead "Given the fact he tried to kill me, I'm no longer apart of that."

 "And how are you alive right now?" I shrug and look down at my pants "Listen, you're not helping yourself." He scowls "Right now, I could push you into the furnace without blinding and sleep like a baby tonight."

 I scuff "I'd like to see you try." I lean closer to him "Thor will kill your one-eyed arse before you can lay a bloody finger on me." I whisper to him.

 His face goes dark and my heart drops "You don't know, do you?" I feel my jaw detach and he shakes his head "Your brother is dead."

 My heart explodes as I lean back. My jaw is dropped, but I don't care. "I'll be back in an hour, with food." he walks out, and I sit there.

 "It can't be." I think "Out of all the battles he's fought... out of all the wounds!" I shake my in disbelief "No, Thor can't be dead!" I sling around in my chair and stand up. "He's too strong to be dead!" I let a sob escape my lips and shake his head.

 "Loki, don't loose your shite!" I whisper to myself "You haven't gone mad since Frigga. You won't go mad over Thor." After sinking to the floor in the corner of the room, I let out a sob. "Why didn't you fight him?" I whisper, wiping myself. I speak to myself as the anger heats up my body "You could have stopped Thanos!"

 Something I've never felt before bubbles in my stomach. Bitterness balls itself in my throat and I soon realize what it is. Guilt. It burns! I need it out of me!

 I scream out in agony "You could have save him!" I hit the wall so hard that a hole appears in it. The table and four chairs fly across the room and I sob "Why didn't you save him?" I say, barely above a whisper.

 "Odinson!" Fury says, gripping my shoulder. I finally jump back into my own skin and look at him curiously "You okay kid?"

 I scuff "I'm 1505 years old." he looks at me worriedly and I sigh "Yeah, I'm fine."

 He scuffs "Come on, we're almost there."