Crashing into a Norse God

This is set in a Alternate Universe where Loki is good and Thor is bad. The year is 2011. Crashing into a Norse God wasn't a goal in Joy's life,or better yet; not planned. When she does,she opens a can of worms meeting the one and only Loki Laufeyson. Turns out Loki was banished to her realm.The loophole to this banishment; Loki can end this banishment, if he learns what love is. But Love is known to be slow. And there are times when admitting it is too late.

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4. A Asgardian's fury

 Our scene transitions to Asgard. There we go through rooms and room in the castle where Thor, Frigga, and Odin resided in currently. The  castle that once held the god of mischief through it’s hallways.We see Loki’s chambers is mostly green and beige—though golden to be specific—with weapons that hail back from different ages. These weapons could be identified to be from different wares.

Some of the items in Loki’s chambers are clearly from different realms.

“Thor.” Odin said, as our view passes through Loki’s room then pass Thor’s chambers--that have a dark gray and red bed—and down through the floor until we came to a complete stop in the room with the Teseract. “What questions bring you here?”

Thor looks away from the Teseract.

“I told you.’ Thor said, looking away. “And this is what I get; learning he’s not my brother at all.”

“Ah.” Odin said, tipping his head up slightly.  “You know.”

Thor looks a bit hurt. 

 “I found out when the Jotunheim warriors didn’t burn him as they did with Fandral.” Thor said, sounding hurt. He steps away from the Teseract. “Why do you keep secrets from me, Father?”

“I told you.” Odin said.

“No, you didn’t.” Thor said. “I’m tired of being lied to.”

Odin sighs, walking around the blue cube on the table.

“I adopted him.” Odin said, as the look on Thor’s face changes. “Your mother wouldn’t want me to kill a baby.”

“Who is he?” Thor asks.

“He’s Loki Laufeyson,” Odin said. “Your brother.”

The fury on Thor’s face is apparent.

“Who.” Thor repeats his question. “Is he.”

“He’s the son of Laufey.” Odin said.  “The King of the frost giants. We were going to join both kingdoms together—if you two could agree on ruling together—and solve two problems with one stone.”

The fury that rests in Thor was not easy to contain.

“You are treating me like a spare.” Thor said.  “I am your SON. I am not a spare!” We hear Odin begin saying ‘Never said you were.’ To Thor but he is stopped. “I will be the king of Asgard.The son of Laufey can remain on Midgard and I become the king. You never told me who Loki was, not ever. All you said was ‘He’s your brother’. But Loki is not my brother!” Thor was yelling by this point.  “We’re both spares for one throne. Why am I the other spare? Who’s supposed to be the king of Asgard? Is it me or is it Laufey’s son?”

“You are.” Odin said.

Apparently the event with the Jotunheim attacking the vault had occurred before the Coronation. Thor and Loki hadn’t been aware who was going to be king at this point, but the truth behind Loki’s heritage made Thor enraged.Thor had jumped into conclusions. The Terseract’s guardian stood heavily in the white mist behind the bar gates.

“That is a LIE.” Thor called him out

“You are the oldest one.” Odin said. “And two; Loki never wanted to be King.”

“Do you think he’s worth for such a title?” Thor’s fury is visible and deep.

“He may have his faults.” Odin said. “But that doesn’t mean a god of mischief .  . .”

“Do what?” Thor asks. “Be a better leader than I?”

“No  . . .” Odin said, unwell.

   How far did Thor get through Odin? He had an argument with him about Loki’s leadership skills; even using some examples in the past battles that can be debated as ‘for fun’ messing with the enemy’s cavalry using magic. More than once has Loki went behind enemy lines—with Thor’s Asgardian buddies—and turned it in their favor.

Then Odin fell into his deep ‘Odinsleep’ in the last part of their conversation.

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