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CH.1 4 months later

It had been 4 months after the Chitari incident. Thor has brought Loki back to Azgard. The All-father was not merciful with the punishment.

The trickster has been put in a glass prison, his powers taken from him. The guards often dragged him out of this cell to beat him up. The result of that being a black eye and a breached lip. His mother knew of this and when she confronted Odin, he told her this is part of Loki's punishment.

He got food and water three times a day, had a bed, he was still royalty. His mother often brought him books to read. Every time she came, she tried to talk to her son. Loki never looked her in the face. He didn't have the courage to. The trickster knew, that each word she said, she was crying. If not, on the outside, then on the inside. He kept his emotions locked inside, until she left.

Thor was on Midgard. He had been there since Loki was brought back. And Loki didn't expect for his 'father' to come and visit.

Right now, the former prince was sitting on his bed, reading a book. He liked this one. It was about how the father had two sons. He loved the firstborn, but never liked the second one. Only the mother cared for him. One day, the father got mad at her wife for not making super for him…

Loki was so into the book, he hadn't notice the guards opening the door, to the cells and someone coming to him. Only when they cleared their throat, he looked up at the visitor. And just a moment after, he shifted his view on the white wall.

"I see your wounds have healed nicely," the voice was kind.

"Still can't look at me," said the visitor, her voice gentle, but had sadness in it.

"You are reading the book I gave you. That is a good singe." She smiled sadly.

Her son nodded in response; gaze still glued to the wall in front of him. Frigga knew her son didn't want to look at her, but the reason still eluded her. But this time she asked, instead of leaving it to wonder.

"Why do you not speak with me, nor look at me?" her eyes full of sadness and loning for the answers.

"Loki…" she whispered.

"Do you hate me?" and a tear ran down her cheek.

The question took Loki by surprise.

He blinked a few times and thought: "Hate you? No, never. You're the only person I could never hate. No, matter what."

The silence was broken when Loki finally, after 4 months spoke to his mother.

"No. I don't hate you," and looked at her.

His eyes were full of regret and sorrow.

"You're the person I never wanted to hurt… Mother, you're the only one who ever cared for me," and closed his eyes to keep the tears in.

Frigga put on a sad smile. Her eyes were starting to water and said: "Thank you. For not hating me, and letting me know you still think of me as your mother."

When he was about to say something, the doors to the cells opened to reveal two guards.

"My Quinn, the King has requested you immediately."

Frigga took a deep breath and looked at her son. He was back to reading his book, so she turned to the guards and left.

Loki looked at the now closed door and thought: "You can't even let me talk to the only person I care for, can you?" and continued to read the book.

The Quinn made her way to Odin's chambers. She came to the big golden door, where two guards were posted. They opened the door for her and as soon she was in the room, they closed it.

Frigga saw her husband sitting on the throne. She noticed that he looked tired, as she made her way to him.

"Why have you summoned me here? Why now?" she asked and stopped in front of the king.

He let out a heavy breath and said: "I know you were with him, but this is of the most importance."

Shock was all over her face, for she did not understand what the All-father meant.

"I do not understand."

"The time has come for me… to replenish my powers…" he was exhausted.

"Do you wish for me to look after Azgard? Or would you have me summon Thor back?"

"No, Thor shall stay on Midgard. I wish for you to… rule for the time being."

Frigga nodded. She knew that Odin needed his rest. But with her replacing him, she will not be able to see her son.

After break The Avengers had earned, most things were back to normal. Well as normal as it gets with there people. Thor had come back sooner than expected. He stayed at Stark Tower. There he had his personal room. The Thunderer spent most of his time with Jane Foster. Steve Rogers had tried to get used to this time. He had learned how to use a phone, what kind of shops there are and now has a credit card, which S.H.I.E.L.D. gave him. Tony Stark and Bruce Banner had been in the lab at Stark Tower. They said they're going to be doing some experimenting. Clint Barton and Natasha Romanoff had been back at S.H.I.E.L.D. They had gone on several missions now, but were still haunted by Loki.

At this moment, the two assassins walked into the briefing room. They had been called for another mission.

"So what's this time?" Hawkeye asked Fury and leaned against the wall.

The Black Widow sat on a chair at the table. She looked at the director, showing to tell them about the mission.

"We have had some problems in Russia," the director looked at Natasha.

"There have been several murders in a short period of time. We don't know who did it or what they want. You already have a room in a hotel. I've singed you under the name 'Realva'. And there's one other thing."

He looked at both agents and then continued: "We have sent some other S.H.I.E.L.D. agents. We have jet to hear from them and this was two weeks ago."

"I'm guessing there's more to this," Barton said and crossed his arms.

"There is. We checked the last points of their communicators, but haven't found the bodies. Not even blood, finger prints or clues."

"So are the agents dead or not?" Romanoff asked.

"We don't know, but we think these people are kidnapping them for something. I want you two to go and find out what is happening and put a stop to it. You leave in 15min."

With that Nick Fury left the room, and shortly after so did the duo. They grabbed their bags and weapons.

Since they were heeded to Russia, they both took a jacket, long jeans and boots, along with their costumes. They also took a pair of gloves.

When they were packed, the duo made their way to the quinjet. Barton took the drivers seat and Romanoff the seat besides him. In the next 2min they were in the air and on their way to Russia.

"So how does it feel to go back to your homeland?" Clint asked and looked at Natasha. She thought of it for a moment before answering: "To tell the truth, I don't know. Sure I was born in Russia and lived there but it never felt like home. It was more like a shelter."

She looked at her partner and saw the smirk on his face. She smiled back and said: "Keep your eyes on the sky."

"Yes ma'am," and turned his face to the sky.

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