[Hammer Base] White Night

Thor opens the window a little, letting in the strong wind.This long day is finally over.

At two o'clock in the morning, Thor couldn't sleep because of tossing and turning, so he simply went downstairs and drove the car out of the garage.He lived not far from the 24-hour store, but something happened when he was driving home after shopping.

Thor regretted going out this time, he forgot that the weather forecast in the evening said that there would be heavy rain in the town.

The dark sky does not see the haze coming down, only large clouds drifting rapidly.The torrential rain came halfway, filled with water vapor, splashing rain, trees swayed by the hurricane, and the front window was hit by rain so that his vision was blurred. He couldn't drive a step, and he was blocked in the middle of the road.

"What should I do?" He squeezed the phone and wanted to call someone, but found that his friends on earth were actually very few, and Jane had left his life.He spent many years in this strange country of the earth, during which he went from one person to two people and finally became one person again.

He and Jane had broken up, and although she was a good girl, he knew very well that he wouldn't want anyone else, no matter how good she was, if it wasn't Loki.

The car was like an island in a white ocean at the moment, and Thor slammed the steering wheel before sinking into self-loathing.He is very aware of this feeling, that there is nothing he can do about it. This devil has tortured his nerves all these years.

He became anxious and took out the cigarette case only to find that the cigarette lighter was broken.He searched the back of his car instead and quickly found the beer.After downing three cans of beer, Thor rests his forehead on the steering wheel.

"Loki..."

"Loki..."

He didn't know why he was calling his name at this time, he shouldn't expect him to come to save him.He fell silent.Up to now, he still has difficulty adapting to and accepting this reality, always suspecting that this is just a nightmare.

He looked up, watched the wiper wipe the rain, and crushed the empty can in his hand.

"When the hell will this rain stop?!"

In the car, he yelled to himself, but no one could hear him except him.Then he didn't know how many bottles of wine he drank, and slowly fell asleep leaning against the window glass.

In the dream, there was a small figure running towards him, with black hair like grass swaying in the water.

"elder brother……"

While half asleep and half awake, he suddenly heard someone knocking on his glass.

With a jolt, Thor woke up, the sky was bright, the rain outside had stopped, and he had slept until dawn before he knew it.A policeman outside the window was watching him scrutinizingly and gesturing for him to get out of the car.

Thor gets out of the car still slightly drunk, and the poker-faced cop frowned and said, "Driver's license."

Thor pulled out his driver's license from his trouser pocket, which had the identity that Professor Andrews had helped him forge.

The police carefully compared his face, as if suspecting that his ID was fake.He snorted, coldly as if he was interrogating the prisoner, "You've been in the car? Do you know you parked illegally?"

Thor doesn't want to talk to him, but he still makes a polite "hmm".

The policeman took out a pen from his coat pocket and tilted his head to record, "You have violated the parking management regulations in this district. Please send the check to the city hall or pay the fine in person. Additional penalties will be imposed if you overdue." He tore off the ticket and handed it To Thor, "Also, I also suspect you of drinking and driving, please cooperate with the investigation."

"I didn't, officer," he explained.

"Everyone says that."

"I really……"

"—I saw a lot of beer cans lying on the seat of your car." The policeman interrupted impatiently, smacking at the open car door, indicating that he didn't wipe his own ass clean.

"That was me last night..."

"But I still smell of alcohol." The policeman seemed to be fighting with Thor, and sneered, "Besides, anyone prove it?"

"I……"

He was a little flustered, but the tempering on the earth made him think more calmly, no longer reckless and arbitrary, but more about how to solve the problem, he said, "Then how do you want me to prove it?"

"No proof, come with me." With a click, Thor was actually handcuffed.

That guy's movements were faster than his thoughts, and he couldn't break free of the handcuffs with all his strength. He thought it was ridiculous that Thor of Asgard would be imprisoned by such a thing.

"You don't have any evidence, you..."

"Be honest!" The policeman slammed Thor's abdomen with his elbow, "If you are not convinced, you are welcome to complain." Seeing Thor's face flushed with pain, the policeman tapped the siren on his chest with a mocking expression .

Thor swallows the breath, knowing it's an insult but powerless to do it, he's just mortal now.

"Huh!" Suddenly there was a chuckle from behind the policeman.

The policeman turned his head, and Thor looked intently too.

"Who told you to touch him." A familiar and deep voice sounded.The visitor's face was turned away from the sun, forming a shadow, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

"Who are you? How dare you obstruct..." The policeman was trying to keep his face serious, trying to intimidate the bold comer.But before he finished speaking, he was lifted up into the air by an invisible force, and before that person's palm touched him, he couldn't even make a sound.Then the man waved his hand, and the policeman was thrown far away.

"roll."

The voice was not loud, but it brought out that powerful aura, and the huge aura permeated the surroundings of the comer, so chilling that the onlookers couldn't help but stand on end.

The police cap that was knocked off in the violent movement just now was rolling on the ground, Thor's eyes turned from the ground to his eyes, and he looked up at the person in front of him.

Black hair floated across his line of sight at that moment, and green eyes were unfathomable.He blinked, a little in disbelief.Staring straight at that person, everything seemed to be in a dream.

Loki...

It's Loki...

his brother...

The great joy that suddenly bloomed along his pupils burned all the way to his heart.He could barely stand.He heard the sound of the missing piece of his world finally being filled.

For the first time on Earth he really saw him, really his brother, his Loki, everything.He finally waited for him.Gone are the days when losing him was so painful.

Thor can't think of anything but excitement, joy and excitement, and all he can do is rush straight to him and hug him tightly.

He did, and the cuff suddenly lost its firmness at this point.He broke free from his hands, hugged Loki and said, "Let's go home, I'll never let you go again."

In the car, Loki looked at the world scenery flashing by outside the window, turned his head and whispered in Thor's ear, "I'm sleepy, is there any smoke?"

Thor smiled and refused, "You can't get used to smoking mortal things."

"How do you know I haven't tried? You can, and so can I."

"Loki, don't be selfish..."

"give me!"

Thor thinks something is wrong, Loki doesn't get angry over little things like this.He realizes that this emotion has been with Loki ever since he first appeared.

Loki lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, squinted his eyes and looked up, the big blond man next to him had a worried and bewildered expression at the moment.

His older brother, has changed and matured.But he still loves him, if there is a reason, Thor represents all the good things in the past.

What would it look like if it were destroyed?

The journey home was not long, and within a few minutes of Thor's driving, Loki fell asleep leaning against the window.The windows rolled down a bit, and the car whirred through the wind, drowning out Loki's light breathing.

What is it that makes him so tired? Thor thinks, he doesn't think about it so much, Loki is like a spell to him, the joy of reunion completely makes him throw everything away,

The car stopped in front of the house, Thor looked at Loki, couldn't take his eyes off, and simply took a good look at him in the parked car.His appearance has not changed much, he is still so young, so beautiful, just as he imagined.He doesn't ask why Loki came back to him, and he doesn't have time, it's all too sudden.He thought, Loki must have encountered something unsatisfactory, maybe, he was blamed by his father again.He's happy to make his beanbags and trash cans, the same as before.

Thor laughs, a little silly, but it fits his mood right now.

"How long are you going to see me?"

Loki opened his eyes and looked at his brother.

"Are you awake?" Thor said, turning away in embarrassment, "We're home."

"Got home."

Loki repeated Thor's words, leaning against the back of the chair as if exhausted, without any desire to get out of the car.He said, "I don't want to go home, let me stay here for a while."

"...Alright, then I'll accompany you." Thor blurted out, looking at Loki in the mist of dusk.

"Who wants you to accompany?" Loki retorted and stunned him for a moment.

"Huh?" Thor didn't hear it clearly, or rather he actually heard it clearly, only to be embarrassed by Loki's refusal again.

"I just want to be alone," Loki said.

Just one person, Thor thought, since he was a child, he couldn't figure out the mind of this younger brother. The brain structures of the two brothers were very different. He always thought that his dull head could not understand the thinking of smart people, so sometimes his younger brother didn't love him. talk to him.He nodded, and said yes, then you will be alone, and then he patted Loki on the shoulder, pampering him as he did when he was a child.

"Haha, sometimes, I really feel that we were not born to the same parents."

He smiled like he was telling a good joke.Smiling and smiling, he stopped. He felt that something was wrong. The town was the best season, and the temperature in the car was even more suitable.But he suddenly felt a chill beside him, coming from the side and penetrating into his pores, making him shudder.

He was a little uncomfortable, as if he had said something wrong.

Because he saw Loki's expression was abnormal, and there was no smile in his eyes.

"Just kidding..." Thor laughed a few times, changed the subject, and broke the deadlocked atmosphere, "You go home first." He jumped out of the car, waved to Loki, and said, "I won't close the door, what do you think?" Come back anytime."

Loki didn't answer, he still leaned back in his chair.

With a "click", the back of the chair has been placed into an obtuse angle, and he lay down on the ground.

He just lay there.Hearing Thor's footsteps fading away, Loki's ears finally fell silent.He kept chewing on that sentence just now.

This sentence was chiseled in his heart like a prophecy, but it came too late.He was hurt by this understatement, but the man didn't know it.

He opened the window.Looking at Thor's flickering figure at the window of the house, he spoke slowly.

——I am not your brother, I am just a son of a defeated country.

—I am a monster, with the blood of shame in my blood.

Every time I think about it, my heart feels like being slowly sharpened by a blunt knife, and the blood is scattered all over the nerve endings, but the pain is still conveying.

However, maybe this shouldn't be what he fears the most. As a monster, he doesn't know when he will show his original shape.Maybe at some point, he will involuntarily turn into an ugly monster, and then, how Thor will see him.

Perhaps, it will still be the same as before, he said he would not let him go again;

but maybe...

Not possible, he restrained himself from thinking about it.But he always felt that there would be a latent undercurrent of fate, brewing strangely, and would strike up when the time was right.

After he questioned his father hoarsely, the father of the gods fell beside him.His hesitant hand finally held his father's king firmly, feeling the breath of his father's king that he could only feel when he was a child.In an instant, he somehow thought that that would be able to grasp some things that he could no longer grasp.

After the guards arrived in a hurry, he walked out of the underground palace and rushed into the library in a hurry.

Passing through several columns of bookshelves, the tip of my hand quickly ran across the cold spine of the book, and stopped on the worn-out book at the bottom of the bookcase.Pull it out, the cover is a dull color, it is the Nibelungenlied he was looking for, the book of prophecy.

When I opened the title page, my right hand trembled, and the pages trembled and fell, scattered in all directions, and fluttered out one by one.He knelt on the ground in a panic and flipped through them one by one.

Is this one?

No.

this one?

No.

this?

No.

What about this one?

……

He flipped through many sheets, looking at each one carefully, but he just couldn't find the one he was looking for.He turned more and more chaotically, but he didn't dare to stop, for fear that he would never find the page that contained his destiny.His nerves seemed to be full of bowstrings, tense and ready to break.

His nerves were already numb and his movements mechanical, but his eyes still had spirit. He remembered this sentence—"Lunawen, the spell of the dark gnome. It is a spell with magical power. If the language is shaped into words, it is equivalent to Give the mysterious power to those who understand it, and they can know everything."

He must be able to find it, he must be able to find it, what the father said is not true, he is definitely not a frost giant, at least, at least his figure is still like a child of the gods.

He doesn't care about anything at this moment, wants nothing, as long as he can find evidence that he is not.

His hope is still somewhere.

He hasn't been beaten yet.

When Frigga heard the news and arrived, the library was surrounded by guards.She passed through layers of surroundings and finally saw her son, but the scene in front of her made her shudder.

A proud prince knelt on the ground at this moment, searching frantically, without the appearance of a god.The neat and orderly hair was spread out like paper scattered all over the floor. He raised his head, pinching some of the scattered pages in his hands, his face was pale, as if he had just come out of the ice.But no one dared to step forward to stop him, they were all overwhelmed by the huge danger, and Loki at this moment was a beast that was about to explode.

His sudden tyranny is enough to tear people to pieces.

"Loki..." the queen mother called him, she already understood everything.

He continued to flick through like a madman.

Finally, he stopped in front of a piece of paper. He looked at it seriously and got carried away. His fingernails made deep scratches on the paper, and finally scratched it.

He squeezed the paper in his hand and stood up slowly.A bleak smile appeared on his face, a bright blue flame ignited in the palm of his hand, and the pages of the book were completely burned.He went straight to the door, and the frightened guard automatically made way for him, and he pushed the door and went out.

She called him from behind, "Loki!  …"

He didn't answer.

"Where are you going?" The queen mother's voice was a little hoarse, and Loki's ears rang heavily—this sound brought him a piercing pain.

"I'm fine." He smiled at Frigga, and the word "mother" was snapped back.

He left everyone behind and continued walking, the scattered pages of books behind him rose in the air and turned into ashes.In these ashes he vanished at the end of Asgard.

In the barren dreamland, there is no one but his own shadow.

He woke up suddenly and found that instead of lying on the car seat, he had been carefully transferred to the bed.

He looked at the time, and slept for two days and three nights, during which he didn't wake up even once.It was already midnight, and it was pitch black all around.He got up and called Thor, but there was no answer.He began to realize that he was alone in the room now.

Just like a dream.

He started looking frantically for Thor, knowing he wasn't far, and started searching the rooms, knocking the coffee pot off the table roughly.

No, no, none.

Finally he slams open the upstairs balcony door to find Thor smoking a cigarette on the balcony.

Thor turned his head, looked at him in surprise, and wanted to say, why are you awake?But before he finished speaking, he was hugged tightly by Loki.

Hard enough to rub himself into Thor's body.

Thor felt something was wrong with the person in front of him, he patted Loki lightly, "Hey... what's wrong with you?"

Loki didn't answer, his firm arms became tighter and tighter, and then his dry lips touched.

deep kiss.

Tossing and turning, constantly asking for the nostalgia and sense of security of the past, Loki knows that something has changed, but all he has to do is communicate with Thor, and get infinitely closer to each other, as if everything is the same.

For Loki's abnormality, the only way Thor can use is to be gentle, and treat him gently again.

"Don't disappear," Loki whispered in his ear, his voice like chiseled stone.

Do not disappear from my sight.

Don't be my enemy.

Do not throw away.

On the ground of the balcony, the two were entangled together, unable to make a sound.

Under the scrutiny of this peaceful and lonely alternate universe, in the only opening of this closed building, they violently tore each other's bodies apart.

Even if we are not of the same race, even if we will hurt each other one day, even if we go to Valhalla together at this moment.

Brother, before I'm crushed, before I don't want to destroy you, love me fiercely.

In the darkness, mutual love and desire bloomed, Thor has not seen Loki's defenseless expression for many years.

He was fascinated, he didn't expect his peak to come so quickly.

At this moment, only violent movements are the best expression of emotion.

Loki's body trembled violently, and his consciousness was burned out, even if his lips and teeth were close to his body, it would not help.

Desperately suppressing the sound of the soul whimpering and collapsing in the body, it finally calmed down in Thor's arms.

Mixed with panting, even the air began to tremble.

If it is a dream.

You don't have to wake up.

In the dream, they embraced tightly, entangled with each other with all their strength in despair.

When he was young, Loki was always afraid the moment he was held in Thor's arms, and there was a father king between them.

"Loki, Loki!" The always energetic elder brother took his younger brother's hand, sneaked into the hall, pointed to the golden throne, "Look, that's where the king sits."

It rose on the silver-clad steps, the high throne of Asgard, from which their father looked around the heavens and the yard. Thor let go of Loki's hand, jumped up and sat down, and touched the left and right armrests excitedly.

"Hey, come down, you're not a king." Loki called softly, with an inadvertent envy in his words.

"It's okay, what are you afraid of!" Thor blinked at Loki, raised his hand and waved, "You come up too!"

Loki looked at Thor hesitantly, and looked behind carefully under the encouragement of Thor's eyes, and finally took a step to sit down beside his brother.

"how do you feel?"

"I seem to be able to see far away."

"Me too."

"Is that the atrium?"

"...don't know, maybe the end of Asgard."

Loki looked around anxiously, "Can two people sit on one throne?"

"Yes, father said that we are all born kings."

"But a country cannot have two kings."

Thor is silent, unable to think of anything to say against Loki.But looking into those green eyes, he really couldn't wait to say something.

"One day, people will say that both Thor and Loki are the kings of Asgard." Thor patted his chest and promised, as if he had the right to control the whole world in the next second.

Although it was a slight promise that could float at any time, even though it might be beyond his ability, Thor was extremely serious at that moment, "Believe me, I will let them know that Asgard has two kings!"

Loki recalled that Thor was really like a king at that time, announcing his youthful spirit to the gods in the world.

Like his father, he has a halo of justice on his head, and his solemn majesty makes people look up to him.

This innate courage is something he doesn't have, because only Thor is the son of the father of gods.

That night Thor fell asleep on the balcony, and Loki picked up the cigarette Thor dropped during their violent collision and smoked a whole pack.

At the junction of night and day, he waited for the dawn to appear.

It was dawn, but did not see the sun as expected, it was a cloudy day.

Maybe there is no light in the world anymore.

Leaning over the railing, he drew the last cigarette to the mouthpiece, and squeezed out the hot cigarette butt with two fingers. It hurt, but he didn't move.

Turning around, he saw Thor sitting up with his forehead resting, laughing and saying that he overslept. Loki just squinted his eyes, looked at him, and didn't answer his words.

Thor stood up and woke up for a while, feeling that the atmosphere was a bit strange, and asked him what happened, but he was silent, just walked into the room, found a sofa and threw himself into it, after a long time, Loki said to Thor, "I can Have you lived here all this time?"

Thor laughs in bewilderment, spreads his hands and says, "Why not? This is your home."

"You won't let me go?"

"Of course! Unless you want to leave by yourself, like last time, I have been looking for you for several years."

Loki was silent, he didn't know whether to believe this sentence, just like believing that easy promise when he was young.He felt impulsively that he should trust Thor, the... brother who always smiled warmly at him.Although he thinks that he is not smart enough, he knows that no one loves him more than him. He is always not too fussy in front of him. He never ridicules or laughs, he just wants to believe.

And there's nothing warmer than this.

Loki is back in the house again.He knew this was his own last home.

Although life on Earth has brought great changes to Thor, he still retains his habits in Asgard-like drinking and sleeping.He often drank a lot of wine happily, and then slept all night, day and night.

He also likes to go for a drive, always taking Loki with him.He has a cheerful personality, but few friends.

He has Loki and that's enough.

Loki is as quiet as before, and even less talkative than before, preferring to smoke and drink, turn up the music loudly, and sleep with headphones on. Although Thor felt that Loki had changed, he always felt that he didn't deviate too much from the track he expected, so he didn't intervene too much. It was enough for Loki to be by his side.

Loki always got up before Thor, stood at the window and looked at the sleeping Thor, using his body to block him from the strong glare of the sun, watching for a long time.Sometimes Thor wakes up and finds Loki looking at his hands against the sun.

"What are you looking at?" he asked.

Loki is still watching, doesn't seem to have recovered, he suddenly rubs his hands nervously and violently, as if to rub the skin off.In fact, this is an unhelpful action.

Thor gets a little worried.

"Do you have anything on hand?"

Loki shakes his head.

"Then what are you looking at?"

"Nothing." He said, in an inaudible voice, "I don't know when it will be, but I know what it will become."

But Thor heard even such a soft voice, and he laughed dumbfounded. The younger brother must have been dazed by the sun, and he said, "What nonsense."

Once again, Loki and Thor live long periods of time away from their parents on Earth, this time as two people for real.Life has returned to calm, and the next big wave does not know when it will hit.Regardless, Loki always had good memories of this period of his life.

The hot water on the table has been boiled, but no one has dealt with it. The water has already cooled down, but the lights in the living room are still warm.They were so close that they could almost hear each other's heartbeats.

There is light outside, and the last time they were this close together, Loki was a child.

Going back a little further, they are in the God Realm, lying under a tree and looking at the moon, they are still very young.

The air is cold and humid, but it is very clear. The posture has not changed now, but countless years have passed.

They grow one after another, like attached vines, entangled with each other.Forced to grow up by fate, to be mature and strong by each other.

Thor suddenly felt a little embarrassed, he felt that he should say something, but he didn't know what to say.He coughed and slowly told some silly things about himself on Earth.

"When I first got here..."

Loki squints his eyes a little, listening carefully, and anything Thor says has enough appeal for him.Like listening to stories when he was a child, he listened fascinated.

"...so, I blew up that thing called a microwave," Thor ends with this lightly.

"It exploded?"

"Yes." Thor spread his hands. "If this bad luck happened to me in Asgard, I'd definitely hit Mjollner on it."

"You are so violent."

As they talked, they laughed at each other.

Thor was encouraged, and he recalled their past in Asgard tirelessly, talking about some promises that Loki had made or not promised, many of which were fulfilled, and many more were still far away.But he doesn't mention Loki's pranks at all, or the trouble he's caused himself and others, which he carefully avoids.In his eyes, Loki is perfect, he loves him, this kind of love can make him forgive everything.

He spoke very self-deprecatingly about the stupid things he had done. During the period, there were frustrations, regrets, luck, and more optimism. He was so naked and exposed his wounds.

Loki was lying down, looking at him peacefully from bottom to top, the upward arc of Thor's mouth seemed to meet with the corners of his eyes, and the blond hair was flying wildly, with an unusually powerful force.

That is inner strength.

Thor didn't notice this at all, he inserted his firm fingers between the roots of his hair one moment, shook his head in annoyance, and laughed happily the next moment, still like a child.

Suddenly, Loki found that his brother was actually a very smart person, there is nothing more precious and cherished than memories, and nothing is more touching than the memories spoken from his mouth.moved.healing.He let himself fall easily.

With a sense of security as dazzling as the sun, Loki knows that he needs him, and the moment he is there, he feels at ease.The radiance is radiant, beyond redemption.

That night was extraordinarily important to him, not only because he basked in the memories with Thor with an extraordinary amount of trust, but because, for the first time, he felt he could put the most important things in his heart here safely.The memory is very warm, and many details are still vivid in my mind.

Thor asked him that day, "Is Asgard okay?"

"Well, it's fine."

"What do you mean by okay?"

"Father is asleep." Loki said in a soft voice, turning sideways, looking at a large pile of empty beer bottles on the table.

Thor was silent, he put down the cigarette in his hand, his expression became serious and sour, "Father is sleeping, I am exiled, Asgard may be attacked by frost giants at any time, I am worried..."

"You mean I should be at my father's sickbed now, not here?" Loki said flatly, as if he expected it.

Thor feels dry and bitter in his throat—he doesn't mean it at all, it's just… He shakes his head, frowns, and pulls a forced smile, "I'm not telling you to leave."

"I know." Loki cut him off abruptly, his expression softening, "I believe in you."

"Yeah!" Thor nodded hastily, his tone was quick and affirmative - that's the end of this topic. "What a terrible topic." He sighed secretly, he had to say something, had to say something.

"Remember that year, did you give me back the dagger I gave you?" He grabbed a thing in his memory and threw it out quickly.

Loki, with his head resting on Thor's lap, can't nod, just a soft "huh".

"You gave it back to me that time again." Thor stroked Loki's hair, "However, what's mine is yours, and there's nothing that doesn't belong."

He looked at Loki, saying every word clearly. "We are the same."

Loki fell silent.He avoids Thor's gaze this time.