If I Could Trade Mistakes for Sheep (4/?)
Title: If I Could Trade Mistakes For Sheep
Author: Beautiphobia
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Thor or any Marvel Character even though I really, really wish I did.
Rating: Gen, because kid!Loki
Characters: kid!Loki, Thor, cameos from the boys of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Warnings: Slight child abuse? and Angst
Summary: For this prompt Here
A/N:I'm so used to just reading fic and creeping instead of, like, writing (besides in my head, but that doesn't count) but I saw this prompt and I just. I CAN'T STOP MYSELF EVEN THOUGH ITS FILLED. WHY.
Part One / Part Two / Part 3
Odin stared out at the vortex as he watched his sons fall to Midgard. He knew he seemed rash, but this was taking more than its toll on him as he prayed his sons would finally learn. Compassion cannot be taught, as much as he had tried, he knew this was the only way. Odin's bones ached and he felt his armor grow heavy, Mjolnir's weight in his palm even heavier.
Calling up his power he enchanted the hammer so that when the time was ready, Thor could have his power back. It followed them to the small planet, and he felt even more weary than before.
With the remainder of his strength, he cast out his last enchantment and collapsed into Odinsleep, his last thoughts being that he hoped his sons would not forsake him.
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It wasn't easy, but Thor managed to land on his feet - stumbling as if he'd drank to much ale and limbs not working as they were supposed to. It was dark, and sand and dirt were clouding his already hazy vision.
That was when a metallic beast stormed at him. He just barely grazed away from it, his hands automatically reaching out to toss it away from him, but his strength failed as he landed on his back onto the unforgiving ground.
So the All-Father truly had taken everything away from him. Thor couldn't quite think straight so much as feel all of the pain of being cast out as he coughed up the dirt that irritated his throat as he lie on the dirt floor.
"Get the first aid kit," a voice called out, more following it. Thor almost didn't bother, before he remembered he was not sent here alone.
Thor shot up from the ground as fast as this mortal body would allow him, trying to asses the area as he had been taught as a warrior. With regret, he was only met by strangely dressed humans - two females and an elder. They had strange lights in their hands that they pointed into his eyes, only making him pained in his groggy confusion.
"Father," he groaned, staggering as he searched the sky for hints of the Bifrost. "Where did you send me?"
"Does he need CPR? Because I totally know CPR," one of the females said, the other one hushing her as she came forward. This one had straight brown hair, and he could tell she was intelligent from the look in her eyes. Maybe she could be of use to him.
"Sir, are you okay? I'm so sorry, I didn't even see you - " She spoke, and Thor had no idea what she meant. Was she the one in control of the metal beast? "Oh wow, Erik, you have to look at this," the woman then completely ignored him to point her lights at the ground beneath his feet.
Thor kept looking around, still unsure of his whereabouts as well as Loki's. He was beginning to think Loki had been sent to another realm - or worse, taken hostage in his weakened state.
Confusion didn't settle well in Thor though, and he was already impatient as his these people continued to make no sense. Through all the emotions he was feeling - pain, abandonment, disorientation - anger was a familiar feeling and it made him feel better, giving more life to his limbs as he grasped onto it.
"What realm is this?" he pointed to the elder male. "Alfheim? Niflheim? Where is Loki? What have you done to my brother?"
The smaller female pointed a weapon at him, telling him he was in a place called "New Mexico", and he scoffed. There was no such realm of Mexico, nor could it be "New". Though he may be weakened, did they honestly underestimate him that much?
"You dare threaten me, Thor, with such puny a weapon?" He nearly laughed when two prongs shot out at him, and by some spell he was shocked throughout his body, sending him to the ground once more and everything went black.
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Thor dreamed as they transported him to the hospital.
It was surprisingly pleasant, what flitted past his unconscious. He felt his mother's gentle hands stroke his hair as she used to when he was a child, and he looked up to see her face smiling gently down at him. He could smell her perfume, and wished to see the outside - where he knew Fandral would be with his sword. He hugged his mother freely and raced through the palace to the garden doors, but something was wrong. The light outside was too bright, and a rose bush pricked his arm -
- Thor opened his eyes to see a man and a strange square light above him. The room reeked of chemicals, and the man smiled at him.
"Just taking a little blood," He said, and Thor jerked away from him. He must have somehow been captured by magi, and they were after his blood. Not the first time Thor's been in such a predicament.
"How dare you attack the Son of Odin," Thor accused, keeping out of the warlock's reach only to be attacked by the another from behind. "Where is Loki?" Thor's words were punctuated by a triumphant breaking of their strange instruments as the middle men attacked him and he tossed them aside. Mortal state or not, Thor could fight anyone.
They made it a challenge, though. Where they lacked in skill and strength they made up for in numbers. They streamed in and surrounded him from all sides, trying to subdue him. He refused to surrender, there was no telling what their spells could do.
"You are no match for the mighty - " Something pinched Thor's neck and the world went dark again as he fell to the door. This was getting old, he thought, slipping into a dreamless sleep.
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"Did you see that? He hugged me and called me Lady Frigga," Erik grumbled, coming out from the hospital doors with Jane in tow, Darcy already by the van. "Crazy peyote-taking hippies."
Darcy snickered as she got into the car. "I should have recorded that. It would've been a hit on Youtube."
Jane and Erik gave her matching disappointed looks as they settled in the front seat. "What? Its not like I did,. I was just saying." Darcy scoffed at them.
"Well, crazy or not," Jane said, starting up the car. "That guy was directly in that vortex. There's got to be something he can tell us."
Erik said nothing, but disbelief sang out of his tense posture. Darcy only chuckled with a sarcastic, "Yeah, probably about his 'hammer' and summoning his 'thunder' for us all."
Jane ignored her and tried to remember she was important to the team as the headed back to the lab.
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Author: Beautiphobia
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Thor or any Marvel Character even though I really, really wish I did.
Rating: Gen, because kid!Loki
Characters: kid!Loki, Thor, cameos from the boys of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Warnings: Slight child abuse? and Angst
Summary: For this prompt Here
A/N:I'm so used to just reading fic and creeping instead of, like, writing (besides in my head, but that doesn't count) but I saw this prompt and I just. I CAN'T STOP MYSELF EVEN THOUGH ITS FILLED. WHY.
Part One / Part Two / Part 3
Odin stared out at the vortex as he watched his sons fall to Midgard. He knew he seemed rash, but this was taking more than its toll on him as he prayed his sons would finally learn. Compassion cannot be taught, as much as he had tried, he knew this was the only way. Odin's bones ached and he felt his armor grow heavy, Mjolnir's weight in his palm even heavier.
Calling up his power he enchanted the hammer so that when the time was ready, Thor could have his power back. It followed them to the small planet, and he felt even more weary than before.
With the remainder of his strength, he cast out his last enchantment and collapsed into Odinsleep, his last thoughts being that he hoped his sons would not forsake him.
__________
It wasn't easy, but Thor managed to land on his feet - stumbling as if he'd drank to much ale and limbs not working as they were supposed to. It was dark, and sand and dirt were clouding his already hazy vision.
That was when a metallic beast stormed at him. He just barely grazed away from it, his hands automatically reaching out to toss it away from him, but his strength failed as he landed on his back onto the unforgiving ground.
So the All-Father truly had taken everything away from him. Thor couldn't quite think straight so much as feel all of the pain of being cast out as he coughed up the dirt that irritated his throat as he lie on the dirt floor.
"Get the first aid kit," a voice called out, more following it. Thor almost didn't bother, before he remembered he was not sent here alone.
Thor shot up from the ground as fast as this mortal body would allow him, trying to asses the area as he had been taught as a warrior. With regret, he was only met by strangely dressed humans - two females and an elder. They had strange lights in their hands that they pointed into his eyes, only making him pained in his groggy confusion.
"Father," he groaned, staggering as he searched the sky for hints of the Bifrost. "Where did you send me?"
"Does he need CPR? Because I totally know CPR," one of the females said, the other one hushing her as she came forward. This one had straight brown hair, and he could tell she was intelligent from the look in her eyes. Maybe she could be of use to him.
"Sir, are you okay? I'm so sorry, I didn't even see you - " She spoke, and Thor had no idea what she meant. Was she the one in control of the metal beast? "Oh wow, Erik, you have to look at this," the woman then completely ignored him to point her lights at the ground beneath his feet.
Thor kept looking around, still unsure of his whereabouts as well as Loki's. He was beginning to think Loki had been sent to another realm - or worse, taken hostage in his weakened state.
Confusion didn't settle well in Thor though, and he was already impatient as his these people continued to make no sense. Through all the emotions he was feeling - pain, abandonment, disorientation - anger was a familiar feeling and it made him feel better, giving more life to his limbs as he grasped onto it.
"What realm is this?" he pointed to the elder male. "Alfheim? Niflheim? Where is Loki? What have you done to my brother?"
The smaller female pointed a weapon at him, telling him he was in a place called "New Mexico", and he scoffed. There was no such realm of Mexico, nor could it be "New". Though he may be weakened, did they honestly underestimate him that much?
"You dare threaten me, Thor, with such puny a weapon?" He nearly laughed when two prongs shot out at him, and by some spell he was shocked throughout his body, sending him to the ground once more and everything went black.
__________
Thor dreamed as they transported him to the hospital.
It was surprisingly pleasant, what flitted past his unconscious. He felt his mother's gentle hands stroke his hair as she used to when he was a child, and he looked up to see her face smiling gently down at him. He could smell her perfume, and wished to see the outside - where he knew Fandral would be with his sword. He hugged his mother freely and raced through the palace to the garden doors, but something was wrong. The light outside was too bright, and a rose bush pricked his arm -
- Thor opened his eyes to see a man and a strange square light above him. The room reeked of chemicals, and the man smiled at him.
"Just taking a little blood," He said, and Thor jerked away from him. He must have somehow been captured by magi, and they were after his blood. Not the first time Thor's been in such a predicament.
"How dare you attack the Son of Odin," Thor accused, keeping out of the warlock's reach only to be attacked by the another from behind. "Where is Loki?" Thor's words were punctuated by a triumphant breaking of their strange instruments as the middle men attacked him and he tossed them aside. Mortal state or not, Thor could fight anyone.
They made it a challenge, though. Where they lacked in skill and strength they made up for in numbers. They streamed in and surrounded him from all sides, trying to subdue him. He refused to surrender, there was no telling what their spells could do.
"You are no match for the mighty - " Something pinched Thor's neck and the world went dark again as he fell to the door. This was getting old, he thought, slipping into a dreamless sleep.
__________
"Did you see that? He hugged me and called me Lady Frigga," Erik grumbled, coming out from the hospital doors with Jane in tow, Darcy already by the van. "Crazy peyote-taking hippies."
Darcy snickered as she got into the car. "I should have recorded that. It would've been a hit on Youtube."
Jane and Erik gave her matching disappointed looks as they settled in the front seat. "What? Its not like I did,. I was just saying." Darcy scoffed at them.
"Well, crazy or not," Jane said, starting up the car. "That guy was directly in that vortex. There's got to be something he can tell us."
Erik said nothing, but disbelief sang out of his tense posture. Darcy only chuckled with a sarcastic, "Yeah, probably about his 'hammer' and summoning his 'thunder' for us all."
Jane ignored her and tried to remember she was important to the team as the headed back to the lab.
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