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Great Expectations (Loki Story)

Chapter 10 A fool to believe

"I see you have changed your look."
Loki glared at Fury, how dare he seek him out.
"Im sorry sir, I think you must be mistaken, his name is Leon." Bella said to Fury, uncertinty in her voice.
Fury looked down at Bella with a stern look.
"I am afraid I am not mistaken For this man is not who he has claimed to be. He is Loki, god of mischief. If you can recall the New York incident about a year ago you should remember he was who organised the attack." Bella looked from Fury to Loki, trying to piece together what was happening. Leon is Loki? Loki is Leon? How..why..he..she.. Bella couldnt breath, the walls seemed to be closing in on her.
"Bella I-" Loki started, but his sentence did not end for Bella ran up to him and clocked him dead in the face.
"You mother fucker! How dare you! How fucking dare you!" Loki held his face in pain, but it was nothing to the pain he felt in his heart.
"Bella you need to listen to me! I was going to tell you tonight! I-" Bella looked at him as if he had grown two heads. "Tonight? You were going to tell me tonight? You shold have tried to tell me every sing day!" Loki tried to approach her. "You must believe me.." Bella scoffed and laughed sarcastically.
"Why should I ever trust you? Why should I trust you?! You have lied to me everyday since the moment we met! I have no reason to trust you!" Fury placed a shoulder on Bella's shoulder and Bella shook it off.
"Get out of my house. Both of you. NOW!" Fury grabbed Lokis arm and pulled him to the door.
"Mom whats going on?" Molly said yawning. Bella turned to her and sighed.
"Nothing baby, lets get you to bed." Molly looked from her mothers sad face to see Loki getting pushed out the door. "Where is Leon going?" Bella walked over to Molly and picked her up.
"Leon had to leave now come on."

Loki was still in shock as Fury put him into a car.
"Where are you taking me? Why did you come after me?" Fury looked at Loki as if he asked a ridiculouse question.
"You tried to take over the world and caused billions of dollars worth of damage to New York. Did you really think everyone was just going to forget about that?" Loki glared.
"I am here as punishment by Odin." Fury shook his head.
"I dont make the rules, but as long as you are residing on earth, you will be treated as any other Human terrorist would. Thor will be conntacted after you are taken into custody where we will make plans for further action."

Bella cried herself to sleep that night. All her life Bella had learned to deal with disapointments, to be positive but not to expecting. She doesnt know what Loki did to stop that, but she got her hopes up, she had such great expectations that they ended up toppling down on top of her. She was a fool to believe that any good could come from a man she knew nothing about, a man who wasnt a man at all, only a myth. It was very soon that Bella felt the bed shift and was greeted the tiny body that belonged to her daughter.
"Its ok mommy, Leon will come back." Bella didnt tell Molly who Leon really was, not just yet, she couldnt.
Bella turned over and smiled at her daughter with a sad smile. Kissing the top of her head and taking her small hand in her own, trying to close her eyes and not dream of what could have been.

Thor reached the S.H.E.I.L.E.D facility that Loki was being held in in no time. He was enraged that Fury had locked him up.
"Fury, why have you taken my brother?" Fury sat at a large table, his hands folded as he looked at Thor.
"Loki you brother is considered a terrorist and national threat. Did you really think tat if we noticed him we would just shrug it off?" Thor gave Fury a stern look.
"He is not yours to judge, not on this day at least. He is under the watch and protection of out father Odin. Loki's power have been stripped from him, he is no longer a threat to you." Furys face didnt change, he looked neither angry or bothered by Thor's words.
"Listen Thor, this planet has rules and Loki tried to completely get rid of them, costing thousands of people there lives, we cant just ignore that, no matter who he is under the protection of. I can tell you this much, The untied nations does not have a specific law or procedure when it comes to an attack from someone or something from another planet, its just not something everyone could agree to plan for. This means that besides hold Loki, our goverment cant do much to him yet, considering he is not from this planet the rules dont actually apply in a legal sence. When we assembled the avengers to get Loki the plan was this, hold him in custody until a larger plan could be made, most likely that plan would have involved terminating him. The you came and the goverment didnt have to worry about dealing with it since he would be leaving with you. Now he is back and we have to re think how to approach this. Loki is titled a mass murderer and pychopath, his odds are not good." Thor leaned over the table.
"You dont understand, engaging in the punishment of Loki could lead to a war between our worlds, much worse than the one Loki brought." Fury nodded slowly.
"I see. I will inform my superiors of this, but I can not promise anything. I believe that at the very least, Loki will have to get off earth, and never return." Thor sighed.
"I will inform my father of what is happening, I do not reckon he will be pleased."

Loki sat in his cell silently thinking. Everything Loki had worked to acheive had been struck down. Bella now hated him, but could he blame her? He himself was so angry at Odin and Frigga when he had found they lied to him about his true parentage. He was so angry he attempted to take over a world that was never his to claim.
"What y'a in for brother?" A raspy voice called out in the dark. Loki looked over to the cell next to him, an older man, scruffy and thin smirking at him.
"I tried to take over the world." The old man busted into laughter.
"Heheh..n'how'd that work out for yers?" Loki laughed bitterly.
"Not as planned I suppose..not as planned." The sound of someone coming grabbed Loki's attention.
"Brother." Thor greeted. Loki looked up at him from the hard floor he was sitting on, slightly glad he had changed into more comfortable clothing, as well as showered before Fury decided to make an apperance.
"Thor, what is it?" Thor kneeled down to Loki's level.
"I have talked to Fury, your odds are not good." Loki rolled his eyes. Where is odds ever really good?
"Brother, I have informed father of what has happened, I am not sure what will happen, but it seems that if anything you will not be able to stay on earth much longer." Loki scoffed.
"Good, I can leave this miserable planet." Thor looked at Loki with a frown.
"And what of Isabella?" Loki's jaw tightened. He didnt want to think about her, leaving her.
"I dont really think she would care if I were to leave Thor." Thor put his hand through the bards and placed it on Loki's shoulder.
"She would Loki. She wants to know what happened." Loki shrugged Thors hand off.
"How do you suppose I do that?" Thor smiled and pulled out a pen and paper.
"Thor were did that come from?" Loki eyed him. Thor pushed the paper and pen to Loki.
"Write her. Tell her what she needs to know. I will return with an hour or so, and I will deliver the message." Loki just looked at Thor who got up and walked away. Loki looked at the paper, blank and daring him.

Bella washed the dishes from dinner. Molly watched tv silently. Bella was aggrivated. She had been trying to get a hold of Tony all day, but was told he wasnt available every time. A buzz came from the speaker and Bella dried her hands to answer it.
"Miss Bella?" A voice came on, she did not recognize it.
"I am Thor, brother of Loki may I speak to you." Bella wasnt expecting that.
"Um..eh yeah." She buzzed him up and in moments he was at her door. Bella was surprised at how different Thor was in appearance compared to Loki. Thors light blonde hair and built stature compelled against Loki's thinner structure and dark brownish blonde hair, that now that she thought about it, was actually more of a black color in reality, considering his dark roots.
"Can I help you?" Thor said nothing, he simply handed Bella and envelope with her name on it.
"Read it." Thor finally said before disapearing down the staires. Bella closed the door and walked to her room. Closing the door behind her shesat on her bed and opened the letter.

Dear Isabella,

There are winds of destiny that blow when we least expect them. Sometimes they gust with the fury of a hurricane, sometimes they barely fan one’s cheek. But the winds cannot be denied, bringing as they often do a future that is impossible to ignore.I have come to realize that destiny can hurt a person as much as it can bless them, and I find myself wondering why--out of all the people in all the world I could ever have loved--I had to fall in love with someone who will be taken away from me. I am so sorry I lied to you, though I think in the back of your mind you knew. If you simply ignored the feeling, you would never know what might happen, and in many ways that was worse than finding out in the first place. Because if you were wrong, you could go forward in your life without ever looking back over your shoulder and wondering what might have been. I am lost without you. I am soulless, a drifter without a home, a solitary bird in a flight to nowhere. I am all these things, and I am nothing at all. This, my darling, is my life without you. I long for you to show me how to live again.“It is at moments like these that I know my what my purpose is in life. I am here to love you, to hold you in my arms, to protect you. I am here to learn from you and to receive your love in return.I am here because there is no other place to be.Wherever I go, I'll always see you. You'll always be with me. And there's no happy ending coming here, no way a story that started on a night that's burned into my heart will end the way I wish it could. You're really gone, no last words, and no matter how many letters I write to you, you're never going to reply. You're never going to say good-bye. So I will. Though this is not a goodbye, my darling, this is a thank you. Thank you for coming into my life and giving me joy, thank you for loving me and receiving my love in return. Thank you for the memories I will cherish forever.
I will love you as a thief loves a gallery and as a crow loves a murder, as a cloud loves bats and as a range loves braes. I will love you as misfortune loves me, as fire loves innocence and as justice loves to sit and watch while everything goes wrong. I will love you as a battlefield loves young men and as peppermints love your allergies, and I will love you as the banana peel loves the shoe of a man who was just struck by a shingle falling off a house. I will love you as a volunteer fire department
loves rushing into burning buildings and as burning buildings love to chase them back out, and as a parachute loves to leave a blimp and as a blimp operator loves to chase after it. I will love you as a dagger loves a certain person’s back, and as a certain person loves to wear dagger proof tunics, and as a dagger proof tunic loves to go to a certain dry cleaning facility, and how a certain employee of a dry cleaning facility loves to stay up late with a pair of binoculars, watching a dagger factory for hours in the hopes of catching a burglar, and as a burglar loves sneaking up behind people with binoculars, suddenly realizing that she has left her dagger at home. I will love you as a drawer loves a secret compartment, and as a secret compartment loves a secret, and as a secret loves to make a person gasp, and as a gasping person loves a glass of brandy to calm their nerves, and as a glass of brandy loves to shatter on the floor, and as the noise of glass shattering loves to make someone else gasp, and as someone else gasping loves a nearby desk to lean against, even if leaning against it presses a lever that loves to open a drawer and reveal a secret compartment.
I will love you until all such compartments are discovered and opened, and until all the secrets have gone gasping into the world. I will love you until all the codes and hearts have been broken and until every anagram and egg has been unscrambled. I will love you until every fire is extinguised and until every home is rebuilt from the handsomest and most susceptible of woods, and until every criminal is handcuffed by the laziest of policemen. I will love until M. hates snakes and J. hates grammar, and I will love you until C. realizes S. is not worthy of his love and N. realizes he is not worthy of the V. I will love you until the bird hates a nest and the worm hates an apple, and until the apple hates a tree and the tree hates a nest, and until a bird hates a tree and an apple hates a nest, although honestly I cannot imagine that last occurrence no matter how hard I try. I will love you as we grow older, which has just happened, and has happened again, and happened several days ago, continuously, and then several years before that, and will continue to happen as the spinning hands of every clock and the flipping pages of every calendar mark the passage of time, except for the clocks that people have forgotten to wind and the calendars that people have forgotten to place in a highly visible area. I will love you as we find ourselves farther and farther from one another, where we once we were so close that we could slip the curved straw, and the long, slender spoon, between our lips and fingers respectively.
I will love you until the chances of us running into one another slip from slim to zero, and until your face is fogged by distant memory, and your memory faced by distant fog, and your fog memorized by a distant face, and your distance distanced by the memorized memory of a foggy fog. I will love you no matter where you go and who you see, no matter where you avoid and who you don’t see, and no matter who sees you avoiding where you go. I will love you no matter what happens to you, and no matter how I discover what happens to you, and no matter what happens to me as I discover this, and now matter how I am discovered after what happens to me as I am discovering this.

God of lies

Bella held her hand to her mouth, fighting the tears that threatened to leave her eyes. What is she suppose to do?

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Please put up a sequal. This was so good and I love it. ")

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I really enjoyed chapter 10. :)

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Chapter 3 was really good.

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