Author: Kat Lee
Challenge/Prompt: 1_million_words August Rush: Day 15:
Word Count: 571
Date Written: 29 August 2017
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to Marvel Comics and Disney, not the author, and are used without permission.
His brother is chained. He should no longer fear him. His powers have been stripped. He is no longer a threat to the Gods or to the mortals below him. He is no longer a threat to Thor, and even if he had been, he never could make him believe anything which he did not choose to.
He did not make him feel the way he does. Part of him still burns deep within while another part aches to break Loki’s shackles. No part of him is pleased to see him chained, but he knows this is the only way, the only real choice they have if they are to protect their world and the Earthlings’.
He shakes his head as he looks at him.
“What?” Loki asks, raising his hands as if to show Thor that he is shackled.
“You left us no choice.”
Loki smiles, and Thor simultaneously wants to strike and kiss that smile from his smug lips. “There is always a choice, brother, just as you choose to imprison me, just as you chose to abandon me . . . “
Just as you chose to love me. Thor knows Loki does not have his telepathy, but he hears the words in his own head just as clearly as if he had put them there. The problem is, he did not put them there. They are Thor’s own thoughts, and he must stop blaming his brother for them.
He must also stop loving him for he can not be trusted, and there is no other way to protect the two worlds that are both so dear to Thor’s heart. He turns his back to Loki, unable to face him any longer. “Take him away,” he says, his voice thick with emotions he dares not name.
The others do not look at him; they do not call him on the emotions his voice betrays. But Loki does. He can feel his eyes boring into his back. “Just as you send me away now, but I will return, brother dearest. Unlike you, I will always return.”
Thor closes his eyes, wishing futilely that blocking Loki’s eyes from making an impression on his body could be done as easily. He knows it can not just as Loki will never stay in prison forever. Sooner or later, his brother will break free. Eventually, Thor will have to face him again. He will have to deny him again. He will have to quell the forbidden feelings in his own heart for nobody else can do it for him.
“Odin have pity on us all,” he whispers, but he knows his Father will not. Odin does not understand the concept of pity. Even if He did, He would still insist that this is Thor’s own battle to fight, and He would be right. Thor hangs his head and does the only thing he can: he lets his brother go until they meet again. He knows they will; he only hopes that this next time, he’ll be far more ready, ready to deny them both and ready to stop his brother, again, at all costs. He’ll do what he has to, though, he already knows, sending away his own tears that rise in his throat and eyes. He’ll do what he has to, because the worlds depend on it. But that doesn’t mean he won’t still love his brother, even if he never tells a soul.