The Brothers Of Asgard

Prologue

Yes. I make this. Odin here is good (semi? Honestly hard to write a good! Odin fanfic right now XP). Laufey is good. Pitch is good. Everyone we know is good. (Except Thanos. He and the Chitauri are assholes XD)

Also, I let Hel, Loki's daughter, and Hela, Odin's daughter, exist. Why? Because I do what I want.DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THOR, AVENGERS OR RISE OF THE GUARDIANS!

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Thor Odinson stared down at the Void below the broken Bifrost that he stood on. His baby blue eyes were misted with tears as he did, his grip on the Mjolnir tightening with tense.

It had only been a day since everything started to fall apart. His coronation had been a disaster, and his attack on Jotunheim had been more so. At least his banishment to Midgard benefited him on his position as Future King...

...if only it didn't cause him to lose his brother Loki.

His breath hitched at the memory, his lips quivering with a hiss. He could still remember seeing his younger brother, holding tightly to the edge of the Gungnir as they dangled from the broken Bifrost. Loki's eyes were filled with fear, anger and hope.

Hope that faded as fast as it came the moment their father rejected him.

Thor growled under his breath. Odin had not explained anything that had happened to him after the chaos had gone. Instead, he threw a feast in Thor's honor and return to Asgard then rested late at night. His mother did not attend the feast, too occupied on mourning, as did he when the feast had finished.

Sif and the Warriors Three told him of Loki's tyranny as King, but Thor knew better and did anything but believe their words He knew how much they disliked his younger brother because of his magic and tricks, so he knew not to trust their words.

He needed to get answers from Odin and Frigga himself.

No sooner had he turned away to head back, a bright light came from behind. He froze in surprise before turning to see a bright blue swirl of a portal.

"WO-HOO!" a familiar voice cried out from inside, and Thor blinked as a figure came through.

A teen boy, no older than 15, stood in front of him as the portal disappeared. His bundle of messy white hair waved in the wind while his crystal blue eyes shimmered with happiness and joy as he held a crooked shepherd's staff in one of his hands.

"Hey, big bro!" he greeted with a grin.

"Jokul..." Thor felt his throat dry up as realization dawned upon him.

He had been so preoccupied with so many thoughts before. He was up all night, thinking about his coronation, his banishment, Loki's deeds, and his return to Asgard that he had completely forgotten a certain someone who had missed it all.