Chapter 13
A/N: Angst, angst, angst. AU of Ragnarok.
Enjoy!
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He must have been tired. His wounds, that he got from Hela, must have been more serious than he thought. He should have been more alert.
If he were, then he wouldn’t have been pressed face down to the ground, his hands bound by strong manacles.
Oh, he struggled. When the creatures – Scrulls (and what were they doing on this exact planet?) – sat him down and pressed some thing to his temple, Thor threw all his remaining strength to push it away, because they were in his head! They watched how he- no! – they saw Asgard vessel, the people, Heimdall! Lok-
“Heimdall!”
His scream was struck by a well-aimed blow to the jaw. No, please, gatekeeper, see me, they know about Asgard, they know about the ship and where it is going, they know about his brother and-
No! For some foul reason they have focused on Loki and it was not good.
Loki was always near him on the ship, second in command, even if they have not discussed any positions yet, Loki used magic, he was there for the negotiations on a myriad travels on planets…
Thor felt himself freeze. They wouldn’t…
For all the years Thor was alive, he saw many things. Living the life in the court taught him that there were always some plots of undermining the royal family of one of the greatest realms. Thor and Loki Odinsons were always in the danger of an assassination. The brothers were not naïve and always were careful even on the friendly visits to their allies.
No matter if they fought with each other, they stood side by side if there was a danger from others. They protected each other.
That was why Thor felt himself howl in horror as one of the Scrulls shifted into Thor himself and left for the ship.
Loki would not expect Thor to hurt him – not really. Loki will be caught off guard.
“NO! Please!”
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The imposter lured Loki away, and while Thor was made to watch, attacked his brother and left him to death.
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The planet was nothing special, Loki thought as he walked beside Thor. He has already negotiated the provision and supplies from the traders. The Valkyrie was loading everything on the ship right this moment.
Why Thor was so adamant of speaking to him, Loki hadn’t a clue. Just as he didn’t know what was so important that they had to walk so far away from the ship. It cannot be because of the view of the black rocks, can it?
Looking at these rocks brought up the memories of Svartalfheim and Loki had no wish to remember that horrid place. He hoped they would leave soon.
“All right, brother. What is it?”
Thor, who walked all this time in silence and was visibly tense, suddenly turned on Loki and struck him hard in the stomach. Shocked and winded, Loki doubled over and tried to stagger away. But he wasn't quick enough. Thor went after him and before Loki knew it, he was grabbed by the neck and slammed into the ground.
Loki couldn't draw a breath, the grip on his neck crushing.
"Th..thor..."
Loki was in a panic, he could not breathe. Thor was going to kill him! Why! What in Hel… What happened?!
"Brother..."
Thor let him go. Loki trembled from the sheer surrealism of what was happening. His neck was tender and hurting so much. Just as he raised his eyes to look at Thor, he gasped. In the moment after Thor let him go, his... brother still?... pulled a knife from his vembraces and stabbed him in the stomach. Loki could only watch wide eyed in Thor’s indifferent face as he pulled the knife aside, gutting him, prolonging the agony.
He was sleeping. It was a nightmare. He had those involving Thor sometimes, but it has never felt so real. Thor... Why?
Struggling against the pain, Loki fearfully watched as Thor stood. Loki coughed and coughed his wound like a fire inside him. No, not again. His hands were soaked in blood.
After everything, Thor would be the one to end him. Without as much as a word. In silence.
Loki couldn't stifle a cry of agony as Thor grabbed him by the neck again and dragged him to the cliff. Oh, gods, no!
"Thor! N-no! What are you doing- please!"
He didn't hesitate. He pushed Loki over the edge.
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Thor roared in agony, seeing the horrifying events unfolding before his eyes. He howled as Loki disappeared over the cliff and onto the rocks below. He sobbed as he watched himself turning around and walking away. As if nothing happened. As if the supposedly Thor didn't just lure his little brother, who saved Asgard, who came back to help him, who stayed and supported him, to the trap and then killed him in cold blood, hurting and torturing him beforehand.
They killed him. Killed Loki. Gods!
Losing consciousness, Thor could think only about one thing. He wished he could have died with Asgard.
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Loki crawled, biting his lips to stiffer his cries of pain. How could Thor do this? Why? He had hoped they came to the same place in their relationship. How could he...
If he survived this, he will find out. No matter what.
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A/N: Sorry, scrulls. I made you evil here, hehe.