Welcome, one and all! This is my first attempt at writing in quite a while, but hopefully it doesn't suck. I hope I do Loki justice in this, and don't make him too OOC. This is the first time I've written something with a character like him, so hopefully throughout the story I'll get better.

I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING INVOLVING THE AVENGERS OR LOKI! If i did i wouldn't be writing this people! Now, on to the story.

FULL SUMMARY: Once Thor and Loki return to Asgard, the Allfather must decide what to do with the wayward prince, and ends up banishing him to Midgard like he did with Thor. While wandering through the wilderness of upstate New York, Loki happens upon the farm of one Diana Sullivan. She takes him in, despite the fact that she knows who he is and what he's done, since the battle of Manhattan happened a year before. Over the next few months, they get closer and start having feelings for each other. But what happens when the Avengers and SHIELD find out Loki is back on Earth? Can he be redeemed, or will he end up suffering alone?

Chapter One

Thor tightened his grip on Loki as they stood in front of the Allfather, Thor looking up at his father and Loki looking down to stare at his boots. Wrists still chained, the iron muzzle still encircling the lower half of his face, in what was an ironic mockery of an embrace. All the better for my so called "brother" and "father", he had thought venomously, scowling under his gag, that i am unable to speak right now, lest they be shocked at what their introverted younger "son" and "brother" is thinking. And the first thing I would say would be to deny those titles. I have no father, nor brother.

Odin seemed to have aged years in the mere moments that it took for Thor and Loki to cross the hall and stand before him in the throne room. He looked down on his sons in deep sadness, as his subjects muttered and gossiped around him, throwing insults towards the darker prince from the safety of the masses. His son barely moved his gaze from the ground, the only indication that he heard any of the subjects was the tightening of his fists and the tenseness in his shoulders. He had adamantly refused to kneel before Odin, showing rebellion even now, in his lowest hour.

Odin stood, raising Gungnir and banging the end onto the floor, silencing the room and ending the whispers, but still Loki did not look up. Odin sighed, but kept his gaze on his youngest son. "Loki Odinson", he started, making his son look up at him and glare with his venomous green eyes, "your crimes include the murder of King Laufey of Jotunheim, the slaughter of numerous innocents, whether by your hand or by that of your so called allies, the Chitauri, the attempt at trying to subjugate the people of Midgard to your will, the theft of the Tesseract to bend a few unfortunate souls to mind control, the almost destruction of Jotunheim, and the attempted murder of the Crown Prince Thor and of me."

Odin banged Gungnir into the floor again, as cries of anger flew to Loki, who kept his eyes trained on Odin, not letting them stray to the woman who stood behind the throne, her face covered in old tears.

Frigga looked upon her youngest, and if she was honest to herself, favorite son as he stood before her husband. He had grown thin in the year she thought him dead. His hair now touched his shoulders instead of the base of his neck, with a few flyaway strands touching the paler skin of his face. She felt her heart breaking all over again as she thought about the wonderful times when Loki and Thor were still young boys, playing in the halls of Asgard or running in the gardens or the riding in the fields. About how Thor would always try to get his brother to wrestle or mock battle with him and the Warriors Three, or to do some other physical activity with him but she knew her youngest was the most happy in the library or when spending time with her. She smiled sadly as she remembered when he brought her a small bouquet of her favorite flowers from the Royal Gardens.

As if sensing him being thought of, Loki turned his eyes towards Frigga. Something in him was tugged uncomfortably as he saw the tear tracts on her cheeks. He never really hated her. How could he? She was always there for him when he was sick as a child, or when he got hurt or was bullied for being smaller and skinnier than the other boys. He still loved her, but was loathe to admit it. After all, he thought bitterly, who could ever love a monster like him?

He looked back up at Odin as he reached his verdict. "The counsel and I have decided that, for your crimes against Asgard, Midgard, and Jotunheim, that you shall be imprisoned in the dungeons of the palace for one Midgard year, and when the year is up, if you are truly regretful of your actions, you shall be released as a free man."

Loki scowled as best as he could at Odin as he was shepherded away by his oaf of a false brother, away from the throne, away from the shouted insults of the people of Asgard, and away from the man who would've used him as a mere war pawn and the woman who had truly raised him.

As Thor unshackled Loki's wrists in his new cell, he looked upon the man he still considered a brother with sadness in his eyes. "Loki," he said softly, making his brother look at him before he removed the muzzle from his face, "you will always be my brother." Loki rubbed his face where the muzzle dug into his skin as he turned away from Thor. "The Loki who was your brother is dead Thor, and he isn't coming back." His voice was cold, and empty as his words broke Thor's heart, his eyes unable to see the anguish upon the blonde god's face as he vehemently shook his head.

"No brother, I know you're wrong." Thor turned away from the man he still called brother, and hurried from the cell, the guard stationed at the door shutting and locking it behind him. But he still heard Loki's parting remark, as it sent a dagger through his heart as he walked away, the guard matching his stride.

"I'm not you're brother Thor…"

OK,that's the end of the first chapter of Key to Redemption! Reviews are greatly appreciated,and so is constructive criticism,but flamers will be gutted and eaten by sharks!

Loki:*walks in and sits on the couch* It's true,she will do it.

666Silvermoon:*looks at him in shock* When did you get here?

Loki:*looks bored as he inspects his nails* About five minutes ago.

666Silvermoon: *facepalms* I need to get better security...

Loki: *smirks* And here I thought you liked me.

666Silvermoon: *rolls eyes* Not the point. Anyways,I still don't own the rights to the Avengers or to Loki. Trust me,if i did i'd be rolling in money by now. The next chapter will be along shortly,and will hopefully be longer as well.