Thread: Peace of War(Avengers)Lady-Moon

Thor, the God of Thunder sighed as he remembered back to the last few years. It had all happened so terribly. Tyr, his older brother had an insane jealous streak a mile wide, but even Thor had never anticipated that the man would have Thor banished and then try to kill him with the Destroyer on Earth. Thor had killed his brother, though it had not been on purpose he still felt terrible about it. He decided to forgo the throne for now and simply spent time with his best friend, Loki Leaufeyson, First Prince of Jotunheim. There where reasons why Loki, who was in essence, very much a runt, was the future king of Jotunheim but Thor was unsure of them. It was Loki who had first given warning of the Chitauri, and it was Loki who had suffered the most at their hands, though their target had been earth. Thor had easily joined the Avengers in defense of the earth against the Chitauri warriors, particularly since he had thought Loki dead by their hands. He had been ecstatic to realize that, hurt beyond imagine, Loki was still very alive... and in a very foul mood about having been blown up. Even if that explosion had been the only thing that had saved him from the Chitauri's cruelty. Loki was still weak five months after the attack and now they had a new problem to deal with. The realms of both Asgaurd and Jotunheim had both fallen into massive Civil Wars that encompassed the entire realms. There was no such thing as an innocent, and those with children had fled to one of the other, ore peaceful realms. Thor did the only thing he could think of. He contacted the Avengers, or rather, he contacted Tony using that fancy thing Tony had invented to allow them to contact each other during emergencies. Thor explained to Loki what was happening. How the Giants and the Aeser where fighting amidst themselves. One half of the two realms wanted peace between the Jotun and the Aeser. The other half wanted war between the Jotun and the Aeser. Creating the single biggest war zone the nine realms had ever known. Thor was no idiot, he knew the only chance they had at peace was to keep himself and Loki alive, so he begged Tony to let them stay with him for a few months until the Wars started to break up and calm down. So, there Thor was, standing in Central Park with another man, who looked about the same height as any other human, so tiny compared to Steve, let alone Thor. This new figure was swathed in heavy slate gray robes so even his face was hidden, white gloves hit any hint of skin from the fingers. Considering it was the middle of summer, this got a lot of attention. Thor ignored the hawkers and led his friend to Stark Tower, ignoring the sour grumblings coming from under the gray cloak. They made it to the tower in record time, mostly because Thor wanted his best friend in the safety of the tower and they where practically jogging. I hate you SO Much! the acidic voice hissed once they where in the Tower, surrounded by Avengers. i will NEVER forgive you for this! the voice hissed as Thor rolled his eyes. So you say, Loki. But you are too weak right now to defend yourself. So I sit in safety while my father and brothers die for me! Loki hissed as he tore his robes off. He did not look like most Jotun, he was more gray than blue, like a person who had gotten much too cold. His eyes where orange instead of red, but that had something to do with bloodlines that Thor didn't fully understand. You think this is any easier for me!? Thor demanded. i'm letting my father and mother fight a war that is practically my making while I sit here on earth to help protect you! Thor complained, Loki sneering, baring a fang. as if I wanted your help! Torn out of my bed without warning or even a by your leave, stuffed into heavy cloth where I nearly roast to death all because you think I am Weak! Loki snarled, looking furious, tossing his head, proving that those thick horns coming out of the top of his head where in fact, not fake. simply because I am SMALL does not indicate... this isn't about your short stature Loki... Short! SHORT! you are trying to pick a fight and I refuse to allow it. Your time being held captive by the Chitauri- Clint flinched, he had still had his mind taken over after all and still was struggling to properly recover. -nearly killed you and you still haven't fully recovered. You need to REST, not fight in a war that your father and brothers are perfectly capable of handling. I hate you so much. Loki hissed before turning his attention to the people gathered around them. The Avengers, complete with an Agent Phil Coulson, who had not died in the battle for earth.