Choices

Chapter 152
Epilogue
Loki watched his wife playing with their twin children. Ikol standing off to the side looking bored and eager to get away. Ikol had grown into a fine young man of 17 years old, though broody. He was more interested in fighting than woman and he certainly wasn't, and never was, the kind to run around the yard playing tag with his mother.
Loki, however, enjoyed watching his wife play with their children. Three had been enough at the time, they hadn't opted for more. Mechanova was growing in population. The palace was full of joyous children's laughter.
He felt at peace living away from Asgard. The hatred that had begun to bottle in his soul had released its hold. Here there was nothing to remind him of the things he'd once been jealous of.
Everyone had found their happy ending, so to speak. Aside from Cephera and the children, Seraphina and her family were flourishing with three kids of her own. Her youngest now only four. Loki had never thought he'd actually see Fandral settle down, but it made sense for it to be with a woman who was just as wild as him.
King Yorin and Suvia had grown close, but not in the way the king wanted. Suvia was happy with life the way it was and didn't seem to be ready for a change of the heart. Still, she spent most of her time with the king when she wasn't with Cephera.
Thor was in and out of relationships, but it didn't seem to bother him. Sif and himself never did get that divorce, never even requested it from the Almother. They remained the best of friends and Loki suspected that sometimes they found passion between them after a long battle.
Even on Earth, the Avengers still fought the fight against HYDRA who would most likely always be around, but their numbers were not as large and not as menacing. The Avengers group had changed wildly over the years, growing in size as new recruits and heroes came to join the fray while others retired to live 'normal' lives.
Looking back at everything after only 11 years of passing, Loki still couldn't believe how much had come to pass. It was like the pieces of a very big puzzle had finally been put together after having been scrambled.
There were always enemies to worry about, and always would be, but they tried not to let that affect everyday life. If Loki learned anything, he learned that cherishing the moments of happiness life brings was important to not falling into that feeling of hate and dread. Finding something, a person, a thought, an action that made you smile was important.
Looking back at his choices, Loki knew he could have ruined everything. Everything he had now wouldn't have existed, at least not in the same manner.
Still, Loki hadn't changed everything about himself. When Cephera wasn't looking, which was easy with the twins distracting her, Loki still created mischief as he always had.
Just last week he'd sent a magical mask to Earth to play with the humans, just a little. Nothing extreme of course, he wouldn't jeopardize his family for a little fun.
Little mischiefs like that reminded him of when he and Thor had been teenagers traveling to Midgard to scare and play mind games with the mortals. As far as he was concerned, God of Mischief was a title he still needed to live up to.
"Come on," Cephera yelled at Loki striking the thoughts from his mind. He turned in time to have a water balloon collide with his chest and splash into his face.
Diana squealed in laughter and off to the left the unfamiliar sound of Ikol's laughter sounded for a short moment. Glancing at his eldest, Loki was amused to see Ikol trying to contain himself from spreading a smile.
Loki turned his gaze back to his daughter, Diana. She looked back at him with determination. She was fearless.
Loki wouldn't resort to running around the grassy field, but with a quick motion of his hand, four balloons bursting with water hit his daughter and soaked her.
"Magic! No fair!" She yelled under a mess of wet black hair. Loki chuckled. Cephera was giggling as well and Loki couldn't help but be thankful. Thankful that Suvia came along when she did. Thankful that Cephera never saw fit to give up on him. Thankful they'd all survived to see this day and hopefully many more to come.
The choices a person makes throughout their lives define who they are. But no matter the choices, people always have the option to change. You can never take back the things you regret, but you can make the choice to do better. Loki made a choice to leave behind his hatred and he knew that was something he'd never regret.
The End

Notes

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