Lowkey [Loki FanFic]

After The Hunt

After the Hunt

We found nothing. I didn’t have any fun, but that would have made me have a little bit of fun.

Everyone else seemed to be happy either way. I rolled my eyes at their unnecessary joy.

“Curse Thor! Couldn’t he have said a beast killed me?” I know I should be grateful that he’s even doing this, but it’s so frustrating and boring waiting to die. I remembered that Thor said that we would continue our discussion at home.

 

After a meal of praises and smiles, I walked back to my chambers.  I opened up my door and entered. I walked up to my bookshelf and scanned for an interesting book. I found one and sat on the edge of my bed and opened the book. I began to be viciously pulled into the story. I didn’t even notice the knock on my door until the third time. “I have a good idea on who that is.” I thought as I shut my book and sat it down. “You may enter.” I said.

 

Just as I suspected, Thor opened the door and entered. He closed the door and walked to my bed and sat down beside me. “You know what you want to talk about?” He asked. I nodded and to a deep breath. “Here it goes.” I began to talk. “I want you to do it now.” I said quickly.

“Uh? What are you talking about?” He asked. “What? No! I couldn’t of misread the situation! He wants to kill me! He has to!” I tried to stay calm. “You know, kill me.” I answered. Thor looked at me surprised. “What?! I-I don’t know what your talking about!” He stammered. “It’s ok.” I said, putting a gentle and soft hand on his shoulder. “I know about it, but I want you to do it. You were going to do so anyway.” He looked shocked. “Why would I kill you? You’re my brother, I would never do such a thing!” He said sternly. I sat up quickly. “Yes you would!” I yelled, “and you will!”

Thor tried to calm me down. “Can’t he just drop it and finish what he had started?!”

“Why won’t you kill me? You acted like it was your only goal in life just last night!”

Wow. Had it really been just a night ago? It seemed like it happened a few seconds ago, but also a month ago. “What?” Thor asked for the millionth time that day. “You. Tried. To. Kill. Me.” I said slowly. Thor quickly stood up and looked at me with worry in his eyes.

 

“Finally. He’s found the error in his ways.” I thought, smiling at the thought.  He grabbed my hand and looked me in the eyes. “You are ill, Loki. Please, come with me to the healing chambers.” He said all too gently. “ I’ll make sure you're alright. Come, let us go.”

“He’s talking to me like I’m a mental patient.”  I just shook my head and slipped my and out of his. “Your lying, I know it. I’ll make sure you don't get caught.” I said while setting my hand by my side.

Thor knew I wouldn’t leave without a fight. “Loki, I don’t want to hurt you, but we must find out what’s wrong with you.” I felt and heard something in my brain snap. “Wait, so now there’s something wrong with me?!” I yelled. Thor straightened up. “N-no! Brother, t-that is not what I meant! You know I love you and care, that is why I am doing this! You shouldn’t want to be killed, or think I would do it!”

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Cliff hanger! :D