It is my first Marvel Universe Fanfiction.
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The ages are based on the premise that one Human year equals fifty Asgardian/Jontuheim years

Chapter 1

Return to Asgard.

Loki felt like he was in a dream as Thor dragged him muzzled and chained in front of the mortals. How low had he fallen, that even Thor who Loki had known for over a thousand years cared more for these mortals that Thor had known for only a few days, that he cared for him who he claimed to love like family. Not once has his brother asked him his side of the story. No, Thor considers him already guilty. What hurts the most was that Thor cared not for his wellbeing, even criminals were healed after a battle, but what else could he expect? Surely no one would worry about the health of a monster. Despite Thor's insistence on calling him brother, his actions spoke the truth of what he thought of Loki. That was why Loki could not accept Thor calling him brother, because if he genuinely considered him family, why was he not treating him as such? Thor might act like an oaf, but Loki knew deep down that Thor was not stupid. Thor probably continued to call him brother to quiet his conscience and make himself look compassionate and caring in front of his mortal friends.

Loki had no more time for self-reflection as Thor had him grab one end of the container of the Tesseract, which power would transport them to Asgard. Loki barely managed to stay on his feet when they landed at the observatory. He was weak from a prolonged lack of sustenance, and his whole body ached from old and new wounds. Heimdall did not even spare him a glance, as if Loki was not even worthy of acknowledgment. Instead, he looked at Thor with his famous all-seeing gaze and told him that the All-father was waiting for them at the throne room.

The warriors three and Sif were waiting for Thor with horses for him and Loki, after embracing Thor they gave pitting looks to Loki as if Loki cared for their opinion. Sif, of course, took the opportunity to hiss at him hatefully, "I don't trust you, lie smith you better not try one of your tricks." Loki felt like laughing could the woman not see that he was shackled and helpless, where was he supposed to go? Even if miraculously, he managed to escape.

After enduring a humiliating ride through the city, Thor helped him to dismount and walked him to the Throne room. The guards at the entrance gave him hateful looks. He and Thor proceeded to walk side by side to the throne. He was sure Odin would give him a chance to speak, and hopefully, he would finally be able to tell his story. Loki spared a look for his mother, but it was too painful, while Frigga looked relieved to see him, she also had tears running down her cheeks and looked like she wanted to run to him and embrace him. While he hated to be the cause of Frigga's pain, he wished that for once, his mother would break protocol and hold him in her arms. Could she not see how much he needed her?

He waited at the foot of the stairs while Thor climbed a few stairs before kneeling on one knee and putting his right fist over his heart in a sign of respect to his father. A group of guards approached Loki and grasped his chains, Loki gave them a disbelieving look, what did they think? That he would kill the All-father as if he was in any condition of hurting anyone.

Odin walked to Thor and looking at him with love, and pride told him, "Rise, my son, you have done well." Thor smiled and said, "Father, I leave my brother to your judgment. I would like to go back to Midgard and help the mortals repair the damage that my brother has caused." Odin put his hands-on Thor's shoulders and told him, "Go, my son, you make Asgard, your mother, and I proud."

After embracing his mother and talking to her briefly, Thor left the Throne room without even sparing a look for Loki. The king gave Loki a disappointed look and then told the guards, "Take him to the dungeons." Shortly after, Loki was shoved into a cold and dark cell. No one unchained him, and worse of all, no one took the muzzle off. Loki stumbled to a corner where he sat with his head on his knees. After a while, he fell unconscious because of exhaustion and starvation.

Frigga was anxious for her youngest, she had already lost one son, and she had no intention of losing another. She was determined to intercede in Loki's favor. That night after dinner, she asked her husband, "My king and husband, what are you planning to do with Loki?" He said, "I've had enough with that boy bringing shame to the family; he will be getting an expedited trial and sentencing." She laid her hand on his and said, "I want to visit Loki before the trial." Odin said, "Not tonight, I would prefer for you not to visit with him, but I know you, and if I prohibit it, you will find a way around it. All I ask if that you wait a few days." Frigga thought about it, that seemed reasonable, she could wait a few days before talking to Loki. She kissed Odin and said, "Thank you. I will wait for your permission."

The All-father felt slightly guilty as he had no intention of keeping his word to his wife, but there was no other way to stop her. It would be a disaster if she found out that Loki had not been examined by the healers and was still chained and muzzled. She would demand like any mother for her son to be given the same privileges as other prisoners, but Loki was not another prisoner. He was a Frost Giant, and like all of his race, he had proved to be a monster. He coursed the day that he decided to take him for the temple, but he could not be blamed for his noble heart, who wanted to save a baby, even a child from a race of monsters. The only thing he could do now was to judge him and sentence him severely, yes if the sentence were severe enough, he would never need to deal with him again. Deep down in his hardened heart, he felt a twinge of pain for the boy he had raised as a son.

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