Lifetime (Loki x Aesir!Reader)
Tear You Apart
“Could I hold you for a lifetime? Could I look into your eyes? Could I have this night, to share this night together? Could I hold you close beside me? Could I hold you for all time? Could I, could I have this kiss forever…” [1]
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Chapter 4: Tear You Apart [2]
Two years later…
The Queen has chosen you to become her personal body guard, there could be no other warrior that she could put her complete trust in. And fortunately for you, you now have nothing left to lose; your brother was dead, your father forced into disability perhaps early retirement and as for Loki—it was still far too painful to think about him. At first you believed him to be dead then only later not only did you discover that he was very much alive but also that he was responsible for allowing Laufey and his frost giants passage into Asgard.
It was his fault. He was the one responsible for the pain you now had to endure for all the days of your life. It was much easier to be angry with him; to hate him. That was exactly what you felt for him now and that hate only fuels your desire to destroy him if ever given the opportunity.
As fate would have it, you were given an opportunity but it wasn’t to hunt and kill him. No, you were ordered to search and retrieve him which is what you were currently discussing with the Queen in her chambers.
“My Queen, it is because of Loki that my brother is dead and that my father will be forced into early retirement. I have lost everything because of his immature ambition to become King. So please forgive me but I cannot be trusted to bring him back safely.” You say after the Queen has personally asks it of you to bring both Loki and Thor back from Midgard.
“__________,” Queen Frigga spoke gently and civilly, “as a warrior of Asgard you are honor bound to obey the orders of both your King and Queen. My husband has already sent my eldest son to retrieve his younger brother and while I do not doubt my Husband’s judgment or the capabilities of my eldest son, I do know and understand Loki. He will not easily be subdued by Thor.” She spoke with a slight shake of her head.
You feel your fists tightening at your sides and your jaw clenches proudly, defiantly.
“Please __________, I implore you, not as your Queen but as a mother who simply wants both of her sons to return home safely,” Frigga spoke in a softer tone and you watch her approaching you then she places her hands on either side of your face, “Please see past your anger and fulfill my request, please.”
You close your eyes while taking a deep breath which you then exhale slowly through your nose. Opening your eyes once more you looked into the eyes of the Allmother and nod silently,
“Aye my Lady Queen,” you say sounding resigned, “I will fulfill your request and bring your sons home.”
“Then come we have no more time to lose.” The Queen takes your hand and leads you in through a secret passage from inside her chambers and leads you to another room which you had never seen before. There were also a total of six women in the room as well and they were all wearing sage robes.
“The spell I will be using to transport you to Midgard will be a grueling one; I will not be able to bring you back this way.”
“My Queen then how will we return to Asgard once Loki has been captured?” you weren’t worried about Thor you knew he would be compliant to come with you.
“The item what they call the Tesseract will allow you all to be transported home, if you fail you might not be able to return for a long time,”
“The Tesseract? What is an infinity stone like that doing in Midgard my Queen?”
“There are so many stories surrounding its disappearance from what I can remember, it had been stolen then passed down for so long that it became lost over time but now it has appeared on Midgard,”
“I see…”
“Have you the personal item that once belonged to my son?”
“Of course my Queen, it will be the first time in many years that it will come off my person,” you admit while you retrieve a golden chain from around your neck and pull it off. Frigga smiles at the item you presented her and she takes a small bottle of silver powder then opens the cork stopper to sprinkle a bit of the powder onto the item in your palm.
“This will help you to find him; Midgard is a vast planet, not much land and it is covered almost entirely with water. Use everything I have taught you my dear, you will need it.”
You nod once and you pace a hand over your heart in respect to your Queen, “Then worry not my Queen, the three of us will come home together, this I promise you.”
“I know that you will not fail, may the heavens protect you.” She smiles and takes a step back as the circle of women begin to chant, the Queen follows along with them as she takes and hold two hands of the chanting women in her own.
You feel a gripping force surrounding you and it felt as though you were in a confine tight space which pushes and expels you with such force you almost feel suffocated by it. You gasp softly the moment you feel that you were no longer propelled across the universe and you open your eyes and find yourself in a deserted forest. Did it work? Were you on Midgard?
'
Walking up the small hill behind you, you reach the top to see a large city clouded in an opaque fog, you now reach into one of the pouches on your belt to retrieve the enchanted item that once belongs to Loki.
“Take me to your Master,” you whisper to the item into your hand and the magic began to activate into the form of a thin golden beam of light which pointed to the sky. Looking up you sigh with irritation, Loki never made things easy.
Using a shape shifting spell, you transform yourself into a bird[3] and you continue to follow the beam of light which would remain activated until you reach a large flying metal fortress. You fly close enough so that when you transform back you land swiftly on your hands and on one bended knee.
Standing, you walk over to a metal doorway and try to open it when you spy a red and green blinking pad. Placing your hand over the pad you use magic to activate the door which slides open for you.
Walking down the large metallic corridor you continue to follow the golden thread until you meet with two guards, one who brandished a small handheld metal tube the other held a bigger one in his arms.
“Freeze!” shouted the man who held the larger of the weapons.
“Ma’am this is a restricted area!” said the second man who was pointing the small metal tube at you, “How did you get in?”
“Hill, we have a stow-away in grid E-4,” said the other man who spoke into his shoulder, humans were odd creatures indeed.
Choosing not to say anything you instead raise your hands which seem to have set off quite an alarm between the two men and had pointed their weapons higher. You then cross your palms one over the other and wave at them so that you became invisible to their eyes.
“She disappeared! Hill the unidentified woman disap--”
‘These two are going to spoil everything!’ You think and decide to put them to rest by punching them unconscious and taking their weapons.
Apparently you’ve created an uproar by your presence, oh well you had your own agenda as you remain focused on following the golden beam until it lead you to another large metallic door, two guards stood proudly at either side of the door. With a wave of your hands you knock both of the men into each other hard enough so that you walk over them and enter the now large room.
You are greeted with the sight of Loki pacing back and forth like a caged animal ready to strike at anything that dared enter his glass cage. He then stood still the closer you approach the front of the glass; a cruel smile lifts at the corners of his mouth.
“Now what have we here?” Loki smirks and looks directly at you as though he could see you, perhaps he did, “I know you’re there now show yourself!”
A rage fills you up inside, this was it! This was your chance you could kill him if you wanted to! But then thoughts of the Queen filled your mind and you huff dispiritedly while you reveal yourself to him, Loki’s reaction was instantaneous.
“__________! What are you doing here?” he asked with wide sea colored eyes as he looks at you from head to foot.
“I should be asking you the same thing,” you say while trying to keep yourself composed and you walk over to the glass to stand before him, “You sir are supposed to be dead.”
“You sound disappointed…”
“Quite. Given more to the fact that I actually shed tears for you. If given my way I wouldn’t have bothered trying to free you and instead just leave you here to rot.”
“__________,” you can hear the sound of Prince Thor’s voice addressing you from behind and when you turn, his gaze looks neutral though curious to find you standing before him. Standing alongside him was another man, a Midguardian for certain, “What are you doing here?”
“My Prince,” you incline your head respectfully then continue, “I have been given specific orders to come to Midgard and to retrieve both you and Loki as to bring you both home to Asgard.”
“And who gave you these orders?”
“That I cannot tell you, but I can assure you that it wasn’t your father who sent me,”
“Well not to switch programs or anything,” the smaller man speaks, “but you did mention leaving Loki in his cage? You still can you know,” Turning your attention to the brunet man with the facial hair he continues to address you while wearing a smug looking smile, “he’s perfectly secure in that jar.”
You genuinely laugh, “Are you absolutely certain that the Trickster is properly quarantined in this holding cell? Honestly, you humans haven’t mastered that “technology”--as you would call it-- that would be sufficient enough to contain a prisoner such as this creature.” You now walk to the key pad and you immediately start to push random buttons in the hopes that one of them would open the cell.
“I am still present in the room…” Loki gives you an indignant pout obviously upset that you would call him a creature.
“Well isn’t that what you are?” you sneer then you twist at one of the cool metal knobs.
“Ooh I like her,” you hear the brunet say while addressing Prince Thor, who then narrowed his eyes to you and to what you were doing, “I had started not to like her when she insulted my cage but then when she talked back to Reindeer Games I have a whole new respect for her. And she’s kinda hot too.”
You turn your attention to look at the smaller human then shift your eyes to Prince Thor, “My Prince, this tiny man speaks ill of me. Might I be granted permission to beat him until I feel that he is truly sorry for showing me such disrespect?”
Thor chuckles now, “Lady __________, I do not believe he means any harm. It is his manner of voicing that he finds you immeasurably attractive.”
“Though I would enjoy watching you beat the man of iron to a pulp.” said Loki while he rises up a hand.
You turn to look at Loki still in his glass cage now smirking sardonically at you and you shake your head, “Shut up.” You say and return to your task of trying to open the cell.
And when you still couldn’t activate the door you turn to glower at Loki, “Why in the Nine am I even bothering with this, just get out of there right now, you fool.”
This sets both Thor and Tony off with alarm.
“__________, do not do this, do not free him!”
Loki chuckles and disappears from inside the glass cage then goes to stand by your side. Perhaps he thought that you and he were allies since you came to “free” him, but he was wrong. Two years can change a person so much, he must have forgotten just how and what he left you behind to deal with.
“I’m sorry my Prince,” you meant it, “but I have my own orders, I will be by to collect you later, this I promise. But I must safely secure him first,” Turning your attention to Loki, you look to take in his appearance, “You’ve gotten taller and your hair is longer.”
Loki chuckles and takes your hand into his; you could feel the small hairs at the back of your neck rise at the contact, “Shall we then my dear?”
“Idiot, I am not here to rescue you, you’re my prisoner.”
Loki looks at you then chuckles bemused, “Your prisoner? My dear you don’t have the audacity to—“
“Sleep,” you say while you wave your hand once across his face, immediately he falls limp and asleep as you catch him and heft him over your shoulders like a hunting prize, “Gentlemen,” you say with a curt nod then you use a transportation spell to take you somewhere safe and hidden from prying eyes.
~*~
It wasn’t a bedchamber of Asgard but the room was suitable enough for the night at least[4]. Dropping Loki onto the bed you straighten him out to make him comfortable on the bed. Taking the enchanted item out of your pocket, you then place it around his neck and re-clasp the chain, you then place the small golden heart right at the center of his chest then you lean in to whisper against his temple, “You’ve done me a great and terrible wrong Loki of Asgard and as long as I live and breathe, I will never let you forget that.”
Loki had look so sweet and vulnerable asleep on the bed, you then start to think back and reminisce when you were both children and when things had seem so simple then; a time when you both didn’t have a care in the world and your only focus was by being content with each other's company.
You suddenly feel lightheaded and wince as the room begins to spin slightly; it had seemed that the spell you used on Loki wore you down a bit more than you anticipated. However, the spell should hold him until morning, “You are more trouble than you’re worth,” you groan and crack your back slightly then make yourself comfortable on a soft looking chair close to the bed, it welcomes you with its plushness.
It had happen so quickly that you couldn’t quite remember when exactly you had fallen asleep.
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“__________? Hey! __________!” Loki waved and then ran toward you in the large garden.
“Loki, what is it?” you heard yourself asking while a little surprised by his unsually enthused greeting.
You then see him lifting and presenting something small and golden to you in his palm. You couldn’t help but ooh and gaze at it; it was really beautiful.
“Will you wear it?” Loki asked with a smile as he presented you with the golden heart necklace. Your eyes meet and you were greeted with such a bright and hopeful smile, how in the universe could you resist such a gift? Oh yes… there was a reason and your own smile faded, your happiness shrinking.
“Shouldn’t you be giving this to someone more worthy?”
“__________ what are you talking about? You are worthy!”
You couldn’t help the blush now coloring your cheeks just as Loki unclasps the chain and fastens it around your neck. He then lifts your hair to allow the chain to press against your skin.
“It’s beautiful, thank you.” You smile up at him, your fingers enclosing around the tiny golden heart.
“I am most pleased that you’ve accepted my gift, you do know what this means don’t you?”
“No, what?” you turn up to look at him curiously; the smile on his face once you both made eye contact causes your heart to hammer dangerously.
“That you are mine and one day you will be my wife.”
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You wake yourself to find Loki still lying in the same position on the bed, good he hasn’t woken up yet. Wow… that dream though. You had not thought about that day in ages… could it be the work of the necklace? Was it really that powerful? Or could it be the combination of the Queen’s own magic and that of the significance of the necklace working side by side?
Whatever it was, it would have to wait until later.
Quickly changing your attire to what a woman of Midgard would wear[5] you conjure a bit of parchment and a writing quill from thin air with a wave of your hand and you scribble a few instructions for the man on the bed. You then leave the room by transporting yourself outside of the large building when an enticing smell reaches your nose. You’ve read about the different foods of Midgard but you never truly tasted them yourself.
Entering the establishment where the smell was coming from, you see a young woman with a green cap and matching apron tinkering with some sort of flat black device in her hand, she looked up the moment you were close to the counter; the young woman smiles, "Good morning! May I help you?"
"Good morning," you say with a polite smile, "could you tell me what that amazing smell is?"
"Oh!" the young woman blinks and looks behind her at the glass pot of hot black liquid behind her, "I think that's the coffee, would you like a cup?"
"Yes please,"
At once, the young woman behind the counter started to prepare the steaming dark drink into a cup with a saucer and sets it down on the counter, "would you like anything else? We have fresh croissants, blue berry muffins and bagels too."
"No thank you,"
"Cream and sugar on your right," the young woman smiled and points over to your right side where there was a smaller counter with condiments for the coffee as well as napkins, utensils and other things.
"Thank you," you smiled while taking the cup to the second counter adding only the cream then you take your cup outside on the open patio.
You were about to take a sip from your cup when you were interrupted, "What have you done to it?"
"Good morrow to you as well Loki," you say over your cup giving it a light blow before taking a sip. At once the intense flavor of the coffee hits your tongue, you couldn't help but smile, this was actually a wonderful drink.
"I am not one for being played with __________, now tell me what have you done to it," he demands once more while gesturing to the trinket around his neck.
"An honesty spell," you say after another sip, "depending on which one of us wears it, we can neither tell one another lies and neither of us can hear the lies being said."
He stares at you incredulously while all you do is smile smugly.
"And the memories?"
You frown slightly at the mention of them, "If you have something to feel guilty about then it's a battle between you and your own consciousness I have nothing to do with it." Which was true, you did have your suspicions over whether or not the combination of your magic and the Queen's had anything to do with triggering the memories of your childhood with Loki.
"Explain to me why my father sent you here. I can understand Thor but why you?"
“Whatever gave you the impression that it was the King who transported me here?” you ask while setting the cup back down gracefully on its saucer, “Can’t you think of someone else who wishes for your return?”
“You don’t mean to say my mother sent you?” you could hear the cynicism in his voice and when you look up to meet his eyes with your own, you could see the realization in his eyes that you were indeed telling the God of Lies the absolute truth.
“Aye, she did. Loki, your mother wants you to come home as do I,” reaching out to run and place your hand over his own cold hand, “please come back with me?”
This was killing you. You were so close to him right now and yet you could do nothing to stake your lust for revenge on him. Loki must have realized that there was something suspicious about your actions when he looks straight into your eyes.
“Do you recall when we first met?” he asked while looking at your hand over his, “When you said that as long as I held onto your hand that you wouldn’t let me fall?”
You nod and he looks up at you again, his eyes were now dull almost soulless, “Where were you when Thor allowed me to fall from the Bifrost?” Letting go of your hand before you could answer him, Loki rounded over to your side of the table, his voice vindictive and spiteful.
“Approach me again and I will end you.” He threatened as he towered over you and a sudden rage fills your heart as you turned your attention up to him, your eyes locking. You stood up quickly, knocking over the chair you sat in by allowing it to crash noisily behind you.
“Loki of Asgard,” you address his title formally and clearly, even the Midgardians began to look over at the two of you some with panicked looks on their faces others looked annoyed and some interested that there was going to be a fight between the couple, “is that a challenge?”
You see him blink, “A challenge? Why no, it was not,” he then leans in and hisses in a harsh whisper, “It is a promise.”
Oh he knew how to tear you apart from the inside with only his words and they did cut you right to the core, but you wouldn’t allow him to see how it truly affected you. It was so much easier to be angry than upset.
“Very well,” you sneer then grab at him by the shoulder, “then our battle shall be a private one.” With that you close your eyes and you transported the two of you outside of the city.
Pushing him away from you, you watch as he topples over, not expecting to be transported so quickly, “Exactly how much magic did my mother teach you?” he asks as he hefted himself up to his feet and stands now facing you; he was two strides away from you now.
“Enough to use against you if needed or necessary, it is after all an honor to be chosen by the Queen to be her personal guard,” your body began to glow a scintillating white light until you felt your Asgardian armor materializing on your body. Your sword was now resting in its scabbard against your right shoulder blade. Reaching behind you to grab at the handle, you unsheathed the long sword and pointed the blade at him in challenge, “Get up.”
"What is this? What are you doing?"
"What do you think this is? You've fought everyone else on this godforsaken planet and I am sure you and Thor have gone a few rounds before allowing yourself to be captured,"
"You've gotten quite a violent streak on you since we last saw one another. __________, can't we just talk about this, for old time's sake?"
He was trying to distract you with that infamous charm of his. But it wasn't going to work this time, no way no how.
“I didn’t come all this way just to talk,” you find yourself saying, “we shall fight and I shall defeat you and drag you--broken arse and all--back home.”
“I highly doubt that darling. Now tell me, why did the Allmother hand you such a foolish request?”
“Her request to bring you home is not a foolish one and she did not ask me as the Queen but as your Mother,” you say then you added as an after thought, "As much as I was against coming to get you I had no other choice."
"Why is that?"
"Because I can't be trusted to bring you back home alive," you then begin to attack him while Loki uses both the now materialized staff in his hand as well as his magic to block your aggressive attacks.
The two of you continued your adrenaline rushed battle, sharing both bruises, scratches as well as exhausted limbs. You both continued this way until at last you knock the staff out of his hand just after he made you drop your sword.
One of your hands gripped at his neck while with the other hand you used to draw your dagger from your belt and you hover it over his heart, however something stopped you once you saw the look of realization in his eyes.
Your vision swam with images of your past of you and Loki sharing sweet innocent moments together. Holding hands, laughing, sparing, sharing meals together, the stolen glances even the secret smiles when you hoped that no one was looking...
"Your hand is shaking," he said softly while staring into your eyes.
"Shut up," you hiss and already you can see your vision blurring from the tears now filling your eyes.
"You can't do it can you? You may say that you want to but you can't do it," he was mocking you now and you feel a tingling burst of self consciousness buzzing in the center of your chest.
Even more images flashed through; the feel of the wind in your hair, the deep greens and blue that contrast the forest; those same colors that match his eyes... The view of a lake, the shade of a tree, the sound of his voice while he read to you... The feel of his lips when he gave you your first kiss...
"I SAID SHUT UP!" you scream and you punch him instead.
Climbing off him you returned your dagger back into the hilt on your belt while you summoned your sword back to you with a gesture of your hand and you feel the hilt of it returning to your open palm.
Behind you, you hear Loki cough and laugh, "I knew it! I knew you wouldn't do it!"
"Just because I didn't, doesn't mean I can't or won't!"
"So then why didn't you?"
"I don't know," you genuinely didn't, your heart was at a crossroads for half of you wanted
nothing more than to make him suffer for everything he had put you through while the other half of you continues to love him and you hold onto all of the good memories that the two of you have ever shared.
And it was also those good memories that caused your anger to flare when you turn and look at him, "I could have helped you! I would have done anything for you if you had asked it of me!”
There was silence between the two of you until Loki responds to your reply, “The necklace was never really enchanted, was it?”
“I don't even know anymore, but what I do know is that you know more than anyone else over how powerful words can be,” you watch as he pulls the chain off his neck and stares at the golden heart in his palm, “and I took full advantage of that because I knew that I could.”
“You’ve perverted this gift I gave to you; do I mean so very little to you now?”
“MY BROTHER IS DEAD BECAUSE OF YOU!” you feel the tears rolling down your cheeks, “My brother!” you pounded your fist to your own chest once at him; “That night when you brought Laufey into Asgard along with his sentries my father and brother were standing guard by your father’s bedchamber. You didn’t care so long as you came out looking like a hero, the one who defeated your father’s greatest enemy!”
“__________... I’m sorry I didn’t know I—“
“It is too late for apologies,” you cut him off, both your heart and anger were overshadowing all logical thought for you wanted nothing more than to punish him. To make him physically hurt the way you were hurting now, “I had also believed that you were dead so what was there left for me to do? I mourned for you!” You seethed feeling your blood boiling with anger and frustration, “And then I come to find that not only were you very much alive but that you were the cause of my losing everything!” you kick his side and you watch as he rolled over and curls into himself with a groan.
“You asked why I wasn’t there for you Loki? I have no idea what you could possibly mean by that because I was always there for you! Even when you flew off the handle I was always there when you needed me. Now my question to you is where in the name of Hel was my best friend when I needed him? Oh yes that’s right, he was too blinded by his ambition and greed with the burning need to outdo his older brother by lying and cheating his way onto the throne!”
“HE IS NOT MY BROTHER!”
“THEN WAS IT ALL WORTH IT?!” you shouted back with equal volume and you stare at him, “Was losing me worth it?”
You watch as he now stands before you, beaten and exhausted from your battle staring at you speechlessly as he watches your tears rolling clear simultaneous pearls at a time from the corners of your eyes and down your cheeks your lashes wet with them.
“You’ve shut me out Loki, you were my best friend, my first love and you’ve left me behind. You’ve kept me in the dark about everything so how do you expect me to feel? How can I trust your words when all you’ve ever shown me in these last three years was nothing but malice and pain and tears?”
“Because I was never good enough for you,” he says behind you and you turn around to look at him, there wasn’t so much as a scratch on him.
“What?!” you asked between his words and the fact that the Loki that you had been beating had begun to disappear into nothing, you then turn back to him and glare.
“I WAS NEVER GOOD ENOUGH FOR ANYONE!”
“DECIEVER!” you shout and charge for him with your sword when he disappears again,
"WHERE ARE YOU?!"
"Always right behind you," he whispers against your right ear and you suddenly feel something cold pressed against the center of your chest. Looking down you can see the sharp end of the scepter while the thin misty threads from the glowing blue center started to lick at your armor.
"Going to kill me Loki?" you asked and you slowly closed your eyes, "Then you better make it count, you only have one shot."
"No darling, I will not kill you," he purrs against your neck, this takes you slightly aback.
"But didn't you say--?"
"I will not kill you for I will instead open your mind, it is the only way I can ensure your safety."
'My safety?' you wonder silently and you feel more tears well up in your eyes, 'Not anymore.'
"Why would you--?" you can feel his influence spreading over your chest, partially suffocating you until it was as though your body remembered how to breathe, making you relax.
"I can't lose you again..." his voice sounded so far away; your vision begins to fade into the darkness of your mind; you were all alone.
You could hear his voice whispering in your ear, telling you what he wanted you to do, telling you what was expected of you. Obediently you felt your body move on its own accord and your mouth opened and moved to respond to the voice currently speaking to you.
It looked and felt like a dream. The things you've seen and the manner of your movements, it was as though you were walking around in someone else's body and you were along for the ride.
"I have something for you," Loki places a silver gauntlet[6] around your right forearm and you felt the gentle dull buzz of power it gave you, "It was forged with the same metal as Mjolnir so its magical properties will enhance your own magic ten times fold and will protect you from most if not all weapons used against you."
"And once this world is yours," you hear yourself ask while the hand that wore the silver detailed gauntlet reaches up to gently caress the side of his face, "what will you do?"
Taking the necklace, Loki magically fixes the broken clasp and places the jewelry around your neck, the small golden heart glittered back in its rightful place, "I will make do on the promise I made to you the first time I gave you this trinket."
"I will hold you to that," you purr while bringing his face down to kiss him hungrily.
'No! NO! Stop it! This isn't right! It's not supposed to be this way!'
'Isn't this what you've always wanted? What you've desired after all this time?'
'No! Not like this...'
'No...?'
"We must have a proper reunion," You hear yourself suggest breathlessly while with a grin on your face, "shall we head back to that bedchamber and be rid of these clothes?"
'NOOOO!'
"After the war my love," Loki promises with a grin to rival yours and you could feel his hand cupping the back of your neck, "Right now I need you to do something for me."
"Anything." you replied sounding like a woman in love.
"You will be my eyes and ears for the time being. You will distract Thor and his merry band of mortals as well, kill them if you must."
"Why?"
"Because they will ruin everything that has been accomplished so far. And once they are out of the way we can do as we please, this I promise you."
That sounds like an excellent idea or so you thought to yourself.
'Oh but it is,' you hear Loki's soothing voice, 'trust me...'
~*~
After returning together to the city, both you and Loki stood atop the tallest structure awaiting the return of its creator: Tony Stark; the man you met on the giant metal fortress when you first went to collect Loki from the glass containment.
You wanted to taunt him to call him out, to tell this puny human with whom he was dealing with and make him bend to your will until he breaks in two. However you couldn't as much as you wanted to there was something preventing you from doing so.
'I know you wish to tease him my dear __________,' you hear Loki's voice whisper with a smile, 'But the man of iron is mine to crush.'
A wave of disappointment washes over you and perhaps Loki was able to sense that for he turned to look at you, his hand gently cups your cheek.
"My dear, go find my brother and give him as well as his companions a proper greeting," he suggested with a charming smile as you obediently transport yourself to another building some odd feet away from the large tower.
The moment that you settled yourself did you see the large blue beam shoot into the sky; the war was starting in a few moments this world would be Loki's and yours.
'Wait...what?'
You were soon distracted by the arrival of Prince Thor as well as another flying machine. Thor and Loki were both in battle while the flying machine hovered dangerously close to them; nothing was going to harm Loki, only you would have the pleasure of touching him. Raising your hand up, you send out a heated blast from your hand, directly hitting the flying machine and you watch it begin to spiral out of control toward the ground.
Victory!
With a pleased smile you transport yourself to the ground finding three of the Prince's mortal companions staring up at the glowing and gaping hole in the sky, "Beautiful isn't it?" you hear yourself asking them when three sets of eyes focused on you.
"Ma'am, there's nothing beautiful about this!"
"Steve wait," the red headed woman spoke and held back the man who wore the blue armor, "That's Loki's girlfriend."
"Pfft when the hell did he have time to find a girlfriend?"
"She's the one that set him free, stupid move if you ask me."
"All I hear are petty words of cowardice, shall we battle?" you say and draw your sword from behind your back.
"Are all Asgardians this volatile?"
You were just about to answer when you hear the sharp high pitched sound of mjolnir heading your way when you lift up your gauntlet claded arm to evade the attack.
It was like the sound of a gong and the back lash of the force from the hammer pushes you back slightly; lowering her hand you see Thor slightly injured and staring hard at you.
"Lady __________!" he called with a pant, the bright blues of his eyes had dulled the moment he saw the manner of your stance; your sword in hand, "Stop this! Why are you behaving this way?" you could hear the desperation in Thor's voice.
"Loki must have used the staff on her. She's his puppet now."
'What? Puppet? No... No Loki wouldn't have--! That's not what--!'
"Puppet? Why am I doing this?" you hear your own voice asking.
'What are you waiting for?' Loki's voice whispers inside your head, 'Eliminate them, they are insignificant.'
"But why?" you wondered when you suddenly felt a splitting headache which makes you grab at your head and you let out a piercing scream.
'You cannot resist me...'
"Stop it!"
'You are mine!'
"No! I'm not!"
'_________...' Loki's voice whispers your name.
"AHHH!"
You blink your eyes and squint your vision into focus, the colors around you were saturated far too deeply until at last you were able to see what was what and who was who.
"__________?" Thor asks hesitantly while peering into your face, "Are you yourself once more?"
That was when it all came flooding back to you, "I'm going to kill him..." you say softly as the rage you've felt before sparked anew in your blood and your hands balled into tight fists at your sides.
"What?"
"I'm going to kill him! I'm going to rip off his skin and use it as a rug for my fireplace!" you growl as a series of torturous thoughts began to flood your mind, "I'm going to pound him into pudding. I'm going to gouge out his eyes! I'm going to--!" you then make a frustrated growl.
"Yeah we get it, you want to kill him," said the man dressed in black who equipped himself with arrows, "So what's the deal with these guys? We take 'em out or what?"
"We do it as a team," spoke Steve in reply.
"I have unfinished business with Loki." said Prince Thor rather authoritatively.
"Oh yeah? Get in line," the man with the arrows spoke again while preparing his bow.
"If anyone has unfinished business with Loki, it would be me," you say while reaching out for your fallen sword, the hilt flies into your hand anew.
At once the man dressed in blue, you later find out his name to be Steve, began to speak orders giving all of you something to do but you had no time for this, "Unlike most of you, I can at least do this," with a snap of your fingers you easily transport yourself back to the large tower where you and Loki had been standing side by side earlier, "Let's see what have we here," you hear yourself ask out loud and head for the large blue glowing projector.
Reaching out toward the blue transparent sphere, you could feel the burn of the powerful energy rebounding on the force you were trying to press upon it, "Blast it all," you say through gritted teeth as you try again to penetrate the barrier so that you could extract the cube.
You had been about to reach further toward the center, your fingertips barely grazing the flat surface when you were thrown back by the force of the Tesseract. The energy was fighting back against you and it had thrown you off the side rail of the balcony. You fell a good twenty feet from the ledge and you landed hard onto the ground. When you came to, you were greeted by the large backside of the green monster.
“Puny god…” growled the monstrous green beast who stomped away but not before looking at you prior to exiting the room.
Looking at the ruined floor your eyes widened as you see Loki lying in to rubble of the floor. He seemed to be too stunned to say or do anything including moving. At once you realized what must have happened and you walk into the room while wearing a triumphant smirk.
Squatting down close to him he looks up at you pathetically, “You deserved that and more,” you could no longer suppress your glee and your face breaks out into a smile then a giggle, “Though I must say I’m rather disappointed that I missed it,” you smile genuinely now, “Perhaps there will be a repeat performance? By the look of him I do believe he would be more than agreeable to indulge me. Now while I'm here I suppose I can get this over with,” reaching behind you, you take a pair of a golden set of cuffs which were created to magically suppress Loki’s power.
You held them up at him to show him exactly what you had in mind; his eyes widened, “No, no, no!”
“Now my darling, be a good boy and hold still for me as I bind you.” you countered with a grin of satisfaction.
Securing him both quickly and easily, you bind his wrists then you take up the muzzle from a pouch you carried at your side and place it easily over his mouth, “Oh you look absolutely divine, like sweet little pet.”
He glares at you while trying his hardest to say something and it causes you to frown, “Oh,” you shake a finger at him, “we must not say anything rude, that’s a bad pet,” you chide and lift him up to a sitting position by the thick chains of the cuffs, "As much as I would love more than anything than to stay here and use you the same way you used me, you are going to be a good boy and wait here for me right here. I have to make myself useful and help your brother clean up the mess you've made."
"Mmrrppphhh!" Loki muffles and stares at you with glaring eyes.
"Now that IS a look," you smirk and grip his chin in your palm so that you force him to look up at you, "don't worry pet, we will have plenty of time before I turn you over to the King and trust me when I say that you are going to wish that the monster had killed you especially with the torture I have in mind,"
Taking your leave from the large broken room, you teleport yourself to the ground again to help fight off as many of the Chitauri as you could with the others that is until you see a large flying object that looked similar to a spear, there was also a small crimson, golden person redirecting the flying spear.
"What is he doing?" you asked Steve who stopped to watch as Tony aimed the white spear into the gaping dark hole in the sky and disappeared.
Minutes passed when suddenly the Chitauri drop to the ground some simultaneously and others one by one until they were all dead. He did it. The man of Iron did it! But where was he?
"Close the hole," said Steve when you turn to look at him.
"But the man of Iron has not returned! We cannot close the portal just yet! The Chitauri are dead, there is nothing escaping that portal now!"
"We can't take that chance! Natasha close it now."
The moment the portal was closed did you see a crimson object-- no a body falling out of the sky, you felt your heart clench in your chest and a jubilation rose seeing that Tony had made it out of the portal.
"He's not stopping."
Just as you were about raise your hands to stop him from falling did the monstrous green giant fly from out of nowhere and catches the crimson body until he settled back down onto the road and in the center of all of you. Thor bends over to remove the golden tinted mask while Steve hovers over the fallen man to check if he was breathing.
"Is he dead?" you ask as seconds go by and Tony still remained motionless on the ground; until the beast releases a roar that not only causes you to jump with surprise but Tony as well.
"What happened? Please tell me that no one kissed me." the panic in his voice causes you to chuckle, he turned to look at you, "Except for you, you're more than okay."
"We stopped the invasion," Steve smiled, a look of relief on his face.
"We did? Yay! Way to go guys! Hey there's a Shawarma place down the street I have no idea what it is but I want to go try it."
"Victory party's gonna have to wait, we still have one more thing we need to clean up after."
Upon returning to what was left of Stark Tower you all find Loki just as you had left him, tied and bound until he sees you and starts to muffle numerous somethings behind his mask.
"Is that your doing?" Tony asked looking over at you which you acknowledged your reply with a shrug and a nod, "Not bad."
Then with a short exhausted sigh you turn to look at Prince Thor, “May we return to Asgard now?”
"Indeed," the Thunderer said in accordance to your words, "There is now plenty that needs to be repaired the moment of our return."
…
~*~
Chapter 4: Tear You Apart [2]
Two years later…
The Queen has chosen you to become her personal body guard, there could be no other warrior that she could put her complete trust in. And fortunately for you, you now have nothing left to lose; your brother was dead, your father forced into disability perhaps early retirement and as for Loki—it was still far too painful to think about him. At first you believed him to be dead then only later not only did you discover that he was very much alive but also that he was responsible for allowing Laufey and his frost giants passage into Asgard.
It was his fault. He was the one responsible for the pain you now had to endure for all the days of your life. It was much easier to be angry with him; to hate him. That was exactly what you felt for him now and that hate only fuels your desire to destroy him if ever given the opportunity.
As fate would have it, you were given an opportunity but it wasn’t to hunt and kill him. No, you were ordered to search and retrieve him which is what you were currently discussing with the Queen in her chambers.
“My Queen, it is because of Loki that my brother is dead and that my father will be forced into early retirement. I have lost everything because of his immature ambition to become King. So please forgive me but I cannot be trusted to bring him back safely.” You say after the Queen has personally asks it of you to bring both Loki and Thor back from Midgard.
“__________,” Queen Frigga spoke gently and civilly, “as a warrior of Asgard you are honor bound to obey the orders of both your King and Queen. My husband has already sent my eldest son to retrieve his younger brother and while I do not doubt my Husband’s judgment or the capabilities of my eldest son, I do know and understand Loki. He will not easily be subdued by Thor.” She spoke with a slight shake of her head.
You feel your fists tightening at your sides and your jaw clenches proudly, defiantly.
“Please __________, I implore you, not as your Queen but as a mother who simply wants both of her sons to return home safely,” Frigga spoke in a softer tone and you watch her approaching you then she places her hands on either side of your face, “Please see past your anger and fulfill my request, please.”
You close your eyes while taking a deep breath which you then exhale slowly through your nose. Opening your eyes once more you looked into the eyes of the Allmother and nod silently,
“Aye my Lady Queen,” you say sounding resigned, “I will fulfill your request and bring your sons home.”
“Then come we have no more time to lose.” The Queen takes your hand and leads you in through a secret passage from inside her chambers and leads you to another room which you had never seen before. There were also a total of six women in the room as well and they were all wearing sage robes.
“The spell I will be using to transport you to Midgard will be a grueling one; I will not be able to bring you back this way.”
“My Queen then how will we return to Asgard once Loki has been captured?” you weren’t worried about Thor you knew he would be compliant to come with you.
“The item what they call the Tesseract will allow you all to be transported home, if you fail you might not be able to return for a long time,”
“The Tesseract? What is an infinity stone like that doing in Midgard my Queen?”
“There are so many stories surrounding its disappearance from what I can remember, it had been stolen then passed down for so long that it became lost over time but now it has appeared on Midgard,”
“I see…”
“Have you the personal item that once belonged to my son?”
“Of course my Queen, it will be the first time in many years that it will come off my person,” you admit while you retrieve a golden chain from around your neck and pull it off. Frigga smiles at the item you presented her and she takes a small bottle of silver powder then opens the cork stopper to sprinkle a bit of the powder onto the item in your palm.
“This will help you to find him; Midgard is a vast planet, not much land and it is covered almost entirely with water. Use everything I have taught you my dear, you will need it.”
You nod once and you pace a hand over your heart in respect to your Queen, “Then worry not my Queen, the three of us will come home together, this I promise you.”
“I know that you will not fail, may the heavens protect you.” She smiles and takes a step back as the circle of women begin to chant, the Queen follows along with them as she takes and hold two hands of the chanting women in her own.
You feel a gripping force surrounding you and it felt as though you were in a confine tight space which pushes and expels you with such force you almost feel suffocated by it. You gasp softly the moment you feel that you were no longer propelled across the universe and you open your eyes and find yourself in a deserted forest. Did it work? Were you on Midgard?
'
Walking up the small hill behind you, you reach the top to see a large city clouded in an opaque fog, you now reach into one of the pouches on your belt to retrieve the enchanted item that once belongs to Loki.
“Take me to your Master,” you whisper to the item into your hand and the magic began to activate into the form of a thin golden beam of light which pointed to the sky. Looking up you sigh with irritation, Loki never made things easy.
Using a shape shifting spell, you transform yourself into a bird[3] and you continue to follow the beam of light which would remain activated until you reach a large flying metal fortress. You fly close enough so that when you transform back you land swiftly on your hands and on one bended knee.
Standing, you walk over to a metal doorway and try to open it when you spy a red and green blinking pad. Placing your hand over the pad you use magic to activate the door which slides open for you.
Walking down the large metallic corridor you continue to follow the golden thread until you meet with two guards, one who brandished a small handheld metal tube the other held a bigger one in his arms.
“Freeze!” shouted the man who held the larger of the weapons.
“Ma’am this is a restricted area!” said the second man who was pointing the small metal tube at you, “How did you get in?”
“Hill, we have a stow-away in grid E-4,” said the other man who spoke into his shoulder, humans were odd creatures indeed.
Choosing not to say anything you instead raise your hands which seem to have set off quite an alarm between the two men and had pointed their weapons higher. You then cross your palms one over the other and wave at them so that you became invisible to their eyes.
“She disappeared! Hill the unidentified woman disap--”
‘These two are going to spoil everything!’ You think and decide to put them to rest by punching them unconscious and taking their weapons.
Apparently you’ve created an uproar by your presence, oh well you had your own agenda as you remain focused on following the golden beam until it lead you to another large metallic door, two guards stood proudly at either side of the door. With a wave of your hands you knock both of the men into each other hard enough so that you walk over them and enter the now large room.
You are greeted with the sight of Loki pacing back and forth like a caged animal ready to strike at anything that dared enter his glass cage. He then stood still the closer you approach the front of the glass; a cruel smile lifts at the corners of his mouth.
“Now what have we here?” Loki smirks and looks directly at you as though he could see you, perhaps he did, “I know you’re there now show yourself!”
A rage fills you up inside, this was it! This was your chance you could kill him if you wanted to! But then thoughts of the Queen filled your mind and you huff dispiritedly while you reveal yourself to him, Loki’s reaction was instantaneous.
“__________! What are you doing here?” he asked with wide sea colored eyes as he looks at you from head to foot.
“I should be asking you the same thing,” you say while trying to keep yourself composed and you walk over to the glass to stand before him, “You sir are supposed to be dead.”
“You sound disappointed…”
“Quite. Given more to the fact that I actually shed tears for you. If given my way I wouldn’t have bothered trying to free you and instead just leave you here to rot.”
“__________,” you can hear the sound of Prince Thor’s voice addressing you from behind and when you turn, his gaze looks neutral though curious to find you standing before him. Standing alongside him was another man, a Midguardian for certain, “What are you doing here?”
“My Prince,” you incline your head respectfully then continue, “I have been given specific orders to come to Midgard and to retrieve both you and Loki as to bring you both home to Asgard.”
“And who gave you these orders?”
“That I cannot tell you, but I can assure you that it wasn’t your father who sent me,”
“Well not to switch programs or anything,” the smaller man speaks, “but you did mention leaving Loki in his cage? You still can you know,” Turning your attention to the brunet man with the facial hair he continues to address you while wearing a smug looking smile, “he’s perfectly secure in that jar.”
You genuinely laugh, “Are you absolutely certain that the Trickster is properly quarantined in this holding cell? Honestly, you humans haven’t mastered that “technology”--as you would call it-- that would be sufficient enough to contain a prisoner such as this creature.” You now walk to the key pad and you immediately start to push random buttons in the hopes that one of them would open the cell.
“I am still present in the room…” Loki gives you an indignant pout obviously upset that you would call him a creature.
“Well isn’t that what you are?” you sneer then you twist at one of the cool metal knobs.
“Ooh I like her,” you hear the brunet say while addressing Prince Thor, who then narrowed his eyes to you and to what you were doing, “I had started not to like her when she insulted my cage but then when she talked back to Reindeer Games I have a whole new respect for her. And she’s kinda hot too.”
You turn your attention to look at the smaller human then shift your eyes to Prince Thor, “My Prince, this tiny man speaks ill of me. Might I be granted permission to beat him until I feel that he is truly sorry for showing me such disrespect?”
Thor chuckles now, “Lady __________, I do not believe he means any harm. It is his manner of voicing that he finds you immeasurably attractive.”
“Though I would enjoy watching you beat the man of iron to a pulp.” said Loki while he rises up a hand.
You turn to look at Loki still in his glass cage now smirking sardonically at you and you shake your head, “Shut up.” You say and return to your task of trying to open the cell.
And when you still couldn’t activate the door you turn to glower at Loki, “Why in the Nine am I even bothering with this, just get out of there right now, you fool.”
This sets both Thor and Tony off with alarm.
“__________, do not do this, do not free him!”
Loki chuckles and disappears from inside the glass cage then goes to stand by your side. Perhaps he thought that you and he were allies since you came to “free” him, but he was wrong. Two years can change a person so much, he must have forgotten just how and what he left you behind to deal with.
“I’m sorry my Prince,” you meant it, “but I have my own orders, I will be by to collect you later, this I promise. But I must safely secure him first,” Turning your attention to Loki, you look to take in his appearance, “You’ve gotten taller and your hair is longer.”
Loki chuckles and takes your hand into his; you could feel the small hairs at the back of your neck rise at the contact, “Shall we then my dear?”
“Idiot, I am not here to rescue you, you’re my prisoner.”
Loki looks at you then chuckles bemused, “Your prisoner? My dear you don’t have the audacity to—“
“Sleep,” you say while you wave your hand once across his face, immediately he falls limp and asleep as you catch him and heft him over your shoulders like a hunting prize, “Gentlemen,” you say with a curt nod then you use a transportation spell to take you somewhere safe and hidden from prying eyes.
~*~
It wasn’t a bedchamber of Asgard but the room was suitable enough for the night at least[4]. Dropping Loki onto the bed you straighten him out to make him comfortable on the bed. Taking the enchanted item out of your pocket, you then place it around his neck and re-clasp the chain, you then place the small golden heart right at the center of his chest then you lean in to whisper against his temple, “You’ve done me a great and terrible wrong Loki of Asgard and as long as I live and breathe, I will never let you forget that.”
Loki had look so sweet and vulnerable asleep on the bed, you then start to think back and reminisce when you were both children and when things had seem so simple then; a time when you both didn’t have a care in the world and your only focus was by being content with each other's company.
You suddenly feel lightheaded and wince as the room begins to spin slightly; it had seemed that the spell you used on Loki wore you down a bit more than you anticipated. However, the spell should hold him until morning, “You are more trouble than you’re worth,” you groan and crack your back slightly then make yourself comfortable on a soft looking chair close to the bed, it welcomes you with its plushness.
It had happen so quickly that you couldn’t quite remember when exactly you had fallen asleep.
>>>
“__________? Hey! __________!” Loki waved and then ran toward you in the large garden.
“Loki, what is it?” you heard yourself asking while a little surprised by his unsually enthused greeting.
You then see him lifting and presenting something small and golden to you in his palm. You couldn’t help but ooh and gaze at it; it was really beautiful.
“Will you wear it?” Loki asked with a smile as he presented you with the golden heart necklace. Your eyes meet and you were greeted with such a bright and hopeful smile, how in the universe could you resist such a gift? Oh yes… there was a reason and your own smile faded, your happiness shrinking.
“Shouldn’t you be giving this to someone more worthy?”
“__________ what are you talking about? You are worthy!”
You couldn’t help the blush now coloring your cheeks just as Loki unclasps the chain and fastens it around your neck. He then lifts your hair to allow the chain to press against your skin.
“It’s beautiful, thank you.” You smile up at him, your fingers enclosing around the tiny golden heart.
“I am most pleased that you’ve accepted my gift, you do know what this means don’t you?”
“No, what?” you turn up to look at him curiously; the smile on his face once you both made eye contact causes your heart to hammer dangerously.
“That you are mine and one day you will be my wife.”
>>>
You wake yourself to find Loki still lying in the same position on the bed, good he hasn’t woken up yet. Wow… that dream though. You had not thought about that day in ages… could it be the work of the necklace? Was it really that powerful? Or could it be the combination of the Queen’s own magic and that of the significance of the necklace working side by side?
Whatever it was, it would have to wait until later.
Quickly changing your attire to what a woman of Midgard would wear[5] you conjure a bit of parchment and a writing quill from thin air with a wave of your hand and you scribble a few instructions for the man on the bed. You then leave the room by transporting yourself outside of the large building when an enticing smell reaches your nose. You’ve read about the different foods of Midgard but you never truly tasted them yourself.
Entering the establishment where the smell was coming from, you see a young woman with a green cap and matching apron tinkering with some sort of flat black device in her hand, she looked up the moment you were close to the counter; the young woman smiles, "Good morning! May I help you?"
"Good morning," you say with a polite smile, "could you tell me what that amazing smell is?"
"Oh!" the young woman blinks and looks behind her at the glass pot of hot black liquid behind her, "I think that's the coffee, would you like a cup?"
"Yes please,"
At once, the young woman behind the counter started to prepare the steaming dark drink into a cup with a saucer and sets it down on the counter, "would you like anything else? We have fresh croissants, blue berry muffins and bagels too."
"No thank you,"
"Cream and sugar on your right," the young woman smiled and points over to your right side where there was a smaller counter with condiments for the coffee as well as napkins, utensils and other things.
"Thank you," you smiled while taking the cup to the second counter adding only the cream then you take your cup outside on the open patio.
You were about to take a sip from your cup when you were interrupted, "What have you done to it?"
"Good morrow to you as well Loki," you say over your cup giving it a light blow before taking a sip. At once the intense flavor of the coffee hits your tongue, you couldn't help but smile, this was actually a wonderful drink.
"I am not one for being played with __________, now tell me what have you done to it," he demands once more while gesturing to the trinket around his neck.
"An honesty spell," you say after another sip, "depending on which one of us wears it, we can neither tell one another lies and neither of us can hear the lies being said."
He stares at you incredulously while all you do is smile smugly.
"And the memories?"
You frown slightly at the mention of them, "If you have something to feel guilty about then it's a battle between you and your own consciousness I have nothing to do with it." Which was true, you did have your suspicions over whether or not the combination of your magic and the Queen's had anything to do with triggering the memories of your childhood with Loki.
"Explain to me why my father sent you here. I can understand Thor but why you?"
“Whatever gave you the impression that it was the King who transported me here?” you ask while setting the cup back down gracefully on its saucer, “Can’t you think of someone else who wishes for your return?”
“You don’t mean to say my mother sent you?” you could hear the cynicism in his voice and when you look up to meet his eyes with your own, you could see the realization in his eyes that you were indeed telling the God of Lies the absolute truth.
“Aye, she did. Loki, your mother wants you to come home as do I,” reaching out to run and place your hand over his own cold hand, “please come back with me?”
This was killing you. You were so close to him right now and yet you could do nothing to stake your lust for revenge on him. Loki must have realized that there was something suspicious about your actions when he looks straight into your eyes.
“Do you recall when we first met?” he asked while looking at your hand over his, “When you said that as long as I held onto your hand that you wouldn’t let me fall?”
You nod and he looks up at you again, his eyes were now dull almost soulless, “Where were you when Thor allowed me to fall from the Bifrost?” Letting go of your hand before you could answer him, Loki rounded over to your side of the table, his voice vindictive and spiteful.
“Approach me again and I will end you.” He threatened as he towered over you and a sudden rage fills your heart as you turned your attention up to him, your eyes locking. You stood up quickly, knocking over the chair you sat in by allowing it to crash noisily behind you.
“Loki of Asgard,” you address his title formally and clearly, even the Midgardians began to look over at the two of you some with panicked looks on their faces others looked annoyed and some interested that there was going to be a fight between the couple, “is that a challenge?”
You see him blink, “A challenge? Why no, it was not,” he then leans in and hisses in a harsh whisper, “It is a promise.”
Oh he knew how to tear you apart from the inside with only his words and they did cut you right to the core, but you wouldn’t allow him to see how it truly affected you. It was so much easier to be angry than upset.
“Very well,” you sneer then grab at him by the shoulder, “then our battle shall be a private one.” With that you close your eyes and you transported the two of you outside of the city.
Pushing him away from you, you watch as he topples over, not expecting to be transported so quickly, “Exactly how much magic did my mother teach you?” he asks as he hefted himself up to his feet and stands now facing you; he was two strides away from you now.
“Enough to use against you if needed or necessary, it is after all an honor to be chosen by the Queen to be her personal guard,” your body began to glow a scintillating white light until you felt your Asgardian armor materializing on your body. Your sword was now resting in its scabbard against your right shoulder blade. Reaching behind you to grab at the handle, you unsheathed the long sword and pointed the blade at him in challenge, “Get up.”
"What is this? What are you doing?"
"What do you think this is? You've fought everyone else on this godforsaken planet and I am sure you and Thor have gone a few rounds before allowing yourself to be captured,"
"You've gotten quite a violent streak on you since we last saw one another. __________, can't we just talk about this, for old time's sake?"
He was trying to distract you with that infamous charm of his. But it wasn't going to work this time, no way no how.
“I didn’t come all this way just to talk,” you find yourself saying, “we shall fight and I shall defeat you and drag you--broken arse and all--back home.”
“I highly doubt that darling. Now tell me, why did the Allmother hand you such a foolish request?”
“Her request to bring you home is not a foolish one and she did not ask me as the Queen but as your Mother,” you say then you added as an after thought, "As much as I was against coming to get you I had no other choice."
"Why is that?"
"Because I can't be trusted to bring you back home alive," you then begin to attack him while Loki uses both the now materialized staff in his hand as well as his magic to block your aggressive attacks.
The two of you continued your adrenaline rushed battle, sharing both bruises, scratches as well as exhausted limbs. You both continued this way until at last you knock the staff out of his hand just after he made you drop your sword.
One of your hands gripped at his neck while with the other hand you used to draw your dagger from your belt and you hover it over his heart, however something stopped you once you saw the look of realization in his eyes.
Your vision swam with images of your past of you and Loki sharing sweet innocent moments together. Holding hands, laughing, sparing, sharing meals together, the stolen glances even the secret smiles when you hoped that no one was looking...
"Your hand is shaking," he said softly while staring into your eyes.
"Shut up," you hiss and already you can see your vision blurring from the tears now filling your eyes.
"You can't do it can you? You may say that you want to but you can't do it," he was mocking you now and you feel a tingling burst of self consciousness buzzing in the center of your chest.
Even more images flashed through; the feel of the wind in your hair, the deep greens and blue that contrast the forest; those same colors that match his eyes... The view of a lake, the shade of a tree, the sound of his voice while he read to you... The feel of his lips when he gave you your first kiss...
"I SAID SHUT UP!" you scream and you punch him instead.
Climbing off him you returned your dagger back into the hilt on your belt while you summoned your sword back to you with a gesture of your hand and you feel the hilt of it returning to your open palm.
Behind you, you hear Loki cough and laugh, "I knew it! I knew you wouldn't do it!"
"Just because I didn't, doesn't mean I can't or won't!"
"So then why didn't you?"
"I don't know," you genuinely didn't, your heart was at a crossroads for half of you wanted
nothing more than to make him suffer for everything he had put you through while the other half of you continues to love him and you hold onto all of the good memories that the two of you have ever shared.
And it was also those good memories that caused your anger to flare when you turn and look at him, "I could have helped you! I would have done anything for you if you had asked it of me!”
There was silence between the two of you until Loki responds to your reply, “The necklace was never really enchanted, was it?”
“I don't even know anymore, but what I do know is that you know more than anyone else over how powerful words can be,” you watch as he pulls the chain off his neck and stares at the golden heart in his palm, “and I took full advantage of that because I knew that I could.”
“You’ve perverted this gift I gave to you; do I mean so very little to you now?”
“MY BROTHER IS DEAD BECAUSE OF YOU!” you feel the tears rolling down your cheeks, “My brother!” you pounded your fist to your own chest once at him; “That night when you brought Laufey into Asgard along with his sentries my father and brother were standing guard by your father’s bedchamber. You didn’t care so long as you came out looking like a hero, the one who defeated your father’s greatest enemy!”
“__________... I’m sorry I didn’t know I—“
“It is too late for apologies,” you cut him off, both your heart and anger were overshadowing all logical thought for you wanted nothing more than to punish him. To make him physically hurt the way you were hurting now, “I had also believed that you were dead so what was there left for me to do? I mourned for you!” You seethed feeling your blood boiling with anger and frustration, “And then I come to find that not only were you very much alive but that you were the cause of my losing everything!” you kick his side and you watch as he rolled over and curls into himself with a groan.
“You asked why I wasn’t there for you Loki? I have no idea what you could possibly mean by that because I was always there for you! Even when you flew off the handle I was always there when you needed me. Now my question to you is where in the name of Hel was my best friend when I needed him? Oh yes that’s right, he was too blinded by his ambition and greed with the burning need to outdo his older brother by lying and cheating his way onto the throne!”
“HE IS NOT MY BROTHER!”
“THEN WAS IT ALL WORTH IT?!” you shouted back with equal volume and you stare at him, “Was losing me worth it?”
You watch as he now stands before you, beaten and exhausted from your battle staring at you speechlessly as he watches your tears rolling clear simultaneous pearls at a time from the corners of your eyes and down your cheeks your lashes wet with them.
“You’ve shut me out Loki, you were my best friend, my first love and you’ve left me behind. You’ve kept me in the dark about everything so how do you expect me to feel? How can I trust your words when all you’ve ever shown me in these last three years was nothing but malice and pain and tears?”
“Because I was never good enough for you,” he says behind you and you turn around to look at him, there wasn’t so much as a scratch on him.
“What?!” you asked between his words and the fact that the Loki that you had been beating had begun to disappear into nothing, you then turn back to him and glare.
“I WAS NEVER GOOD ENOUGH FOR ANYONE!”
“DECIEVER!” you shout and charge for him with your sword when he disappears again,
"WHERE ARE YOU?!"
"Always right behind you," he whispers against your right ear and you suddenly feel something cold pressed against the center of your chest. Looking down you can see the sharp end of the scepter while the thin misty threads from the glowing blue center started to lick at your armor.
"Going to kill me Loki?" you asked and you slowly closed your eyes, "Then you better make it count, you only have one shot."
"No darling, I will not kill you," he purrs against your neck, this takes you slightly aback.
"But didn't you say--?"
"I will not kill you for I will instead open your mind, it is the only way I can ensure your safety."
'My safety?' you wonder silently and you feel more tears well up in your eyes, 'Not anymore.'
"Why would you--?" you can feel his influence spreading over your chest, partially suffocating you until it was as though your body remembered how to breathe, making you relax.
"I can't lose you again..." his voice sounded so far away; your vision begins to fade into the darkness of your mind; you were all alone.
You could hear his voice whispering in your ear, telling you what he wanted you to do, telling you what was expected of you. Obediently you felt your body move on its own accord and your mouth opened and moved to respond to the voice currently speaking to you.
It looked and felt like a dream. The things you've seen and the manner of your movements, it was as though you were walking around in someone else's body and you were along for the ride.
"I have something for you," Loki places a silver gauntlet[6] around your right forearm and you felt the gentle dull buzz of power it gave you, "It was forged with the same metal as Mjolnir so its magical properties will enhance your own magic ten times fold and will protect you from most if not all weapons used against you."
"And once this world is yours," you hear yourself ask while the hand that wore the silver detailed gauntlet reaches up to gently caress the side of his face, "what will you do?"
Taking the necklace, Loki magically fixes the broken clasp and places the jewelry around your neck, the small golden heart glittered back in its rightful place, "I will make do on the promise I made to you the first time I gave you this trinket."
"I will hold you to that," you purr while bringing his face down to kiss him hungrily.
'No! NO! Stop it! This isn't right! It's not supposed to be this way!'
'Isn't this what you've always wanted? What you've desired after all this time?'
'No! Not like this...'
'No...?'
"We must have a proper reunion," You hear yourself suggest breathlessly while with a grin on your face, "shall we head back to that bedchamber and be rid of these clothes?"
'NOOOO!'
"After the war my love," Loki promises with a grin to rival yours and you could feel his hand cupping the back of your neck, "Right now I need you to do something for me."
"Anything." you replied sounding like a woman in love.
"You will be my eyes and ears for the time being. You will distract Thor and his merry band of mortals as well, kill them if you must."
"Why?"
"Because they will ruin everything that has been accomplished so far. And once they are out of the way we can do as we please, this I promise you."
That sounds like an excellent idea or so you thought to yourself.
'Oh but it is,' you hear Loki's soothing voice, 'trust me...'
~*~
After returning together to the city, both you and Loki stood atop the tallest structure awaiting the return of its creator: Tony Stark; the man you met on the giant metal fortress when you first went to collect Loki from the glass containment.
You wanted to taunt him to call him out, to tell this puny human with whom he was dealing with and make him bend to your will until he breaks in two. However you couldn't as much as you wanted to there was something preventing you from doing so.
'I know you wish to tease him my dear __________,' you hear Loki's voice whisper with a smile, 'But the man of iron is mine to crush.'
A wave of disappointment washes over you and perhaps Loki was able to sense that for he turned to look at you, his hand gently cups your cheek.
"My dear, go find my brother and give him as well as his companions a proper greeting," he suggested with a charming smile as you obediently transport yourself to another building some odd feet away from the large tower.
The moment that you settled yourself did you see the large blue beam shoot into the sky; the war was starting in a few moments this world would be Loki's and yours.
'Wait...what?'
You were soon distracted by the arrival of Prince Thor as well as another flying machine. Thor and Loki were both in battle while the flying machine hovered dangerously close to them; nothing was going to harm Loki, only you would have the pleasure of touching him. Raising your hand up, you send out a heated blast from your hand, directly hitting the flying machine and you watch it begin to spiral out of control toward the ground.
Victory!
With a pleased smile you transport yourself to the ground finding three of the Prince's mortal companions staring up at the glowing and gaping hole in the sky, "Beautiful isn't it?" you hear yourself asking them when three sets of eyes focused on you.
"Ma'am, there's nothing beautiful about this!"
"Steve wait," the red headed woman spoke and held back the man who wore the blue armor, "That's Loki's girlfriend."
"Pfft when the hell did he have time to find a girlfriend?"
"She's the one that set him free, stupid move if you ask me."
"All I hear are petty words of cowardice, shall we battle?" you say and draw your sword from behind your back.
"Are all Asgardians this volatile?"
You were just about to answer when you hear the sharp high pitched sound of mjolnir heading your way when you lift up your gauntlet claded arm to evade the attack.
It was like the sound of a gong and the back lash of the force from the hammer pushes you back slightly; lowering her hand you see Thor slightly injured and staring hard at you.
"Lady __________!" he called with a pant, the bright blues of his eyes had dulled the moment he saw the manner of your stance; your sword in hand, "Stop this! Why are you behaving this way?" you could hear the desperation in Thor's voice.
"Loki must have used the staff on her. She's his puppet now."
'What? Puppet? No... No Loki wouldn't have--! That's not what--!'
"Puppet? Why am I doing this?" you hear your own voice asking.
'What are you waiting for?' Loki's voice whispers inside your head, 'Eliminate them, they are insignificant.'
"But why?" you wondered when you suddenly felt a splitting headache which makes you grab at your head and you let out a piercing scream.
'You cannot resist me...'
"Stop it!"
'You are mine!'
"No! I'm not!"
'_________...' Loki's voice whispers your name.
"AHHH!"
You blink your eyes and squint your vision into focus, the colors around you were saturated far too deeply until at last you were able to see what was what and who was who.
"__________?" Thor asks hesitantly while peering into your face, "Are you yourself once more?"
That was when it all came flooding back to you, "I'm going to kill him..." you say softly as the rage you've felt before sparked anew in your blood and your hands balled into tight fists at your sides.
"What?"
"I'm going to kill him! I'm going to rip off his skin and use it as a rug for my fireplace!" you growl as a series of torturous thoughts began to flood your mind, "I'm going to pound him into pudding. I'm going to gouge out his eyes! I'm going to--!" you then make a frustrated growl.
"Yeah we get it, you want to kill him," said the man dressed in black who equipped himself with arrows, "So what's the deal with these guys? We take 'em out or what?"
"We do it as a team," spoke Steve in reply.
"I have unfinished business with Loki." said Prince Thor rather authoritatively.
"Oh yeah? Get in line," the man with the arrows spoke again while preparing his bow.
"If anyone has unfinished business with Loki, it would be me," you say while reaching out for your fallen sword, the hilt flies into your hand anew.
At once the man dressed in blue, you later find out his name to be Steve, began to speak orders giving all of you something to do but you had no time for this, "Unlike most of you, I can at least do this," with a snap of your fingers you easily transport yourself back to the large tower where you and Loki had been standing side by side earlier, "Let's see what have we here," you hear yourself ask out loud and head for the large blue glowing projector.
Reaching out toward the blue transparent sphere, you could feel the burn of the powerful energy rebounding on the force you were trying to press upon it, "Blast it all," you say through gritted teeth as you try again to penetrate the barrier so that you could extract the cube.
You had been about to reach further toward the center, your fingertips barely grazing the flat surface when you were thrown back by the force of the Tesseract. The energy was fighting back against you and it had thrown you off the side rail of the balcony. You fell a good twenty feet from the ledge and you landed hard onto the ground. When you came to, you were greeted by the large backside of the green monster.
“Puny god…” growled the monstrous green beast who stomped away but not before looking at you prior to exiting the room.
Looking at the ruined floor your eyes widened as you see Loki lying in to rubble of the floor. He seemed to be too stunned to say or do anything including moving. At once you realized what must have happened and you walk into the room while wearing a triumphant smirk.
Squatting down close to him he looks up at you pathetically, “You deserved that and more,” you could no longer suppress your glee and your face breaks out into a smile then a giggle, “Though I must say I’m rather disappointed that I missed it,” you smile genuinely now, “Perhaps there will be a repeat performance? By the look of him I do believe he would be more than agreeable to indulge me. Now while I'm here I suppose I can get this over with,” reaching behind you, you take a pair of a golden set of cuffs which were created to magically suppress Loki’s power.
You held them up at him to show him exactly what you had in mind; his eyes widened, “No, no, no!”
“Now my darling, be a good boy and hold still for me as I bind you.” you countered with a grin of satisfaction.
Securing him both quickly and easily, you bind his wrists then you take up the muzzle from a pouch you carried at your side and place it easily over his mouth, “Oh you look absolutely divine, like sweet little pet.”
He glares at you while trying his hardest to say something and it causes you to frown, “Oh,” you shake a finger at him, “we must not say anything rude, that’s a bad pet,” you chide and lift him up to a sitting position by the thick chains of the cuffs, "As much as I would love more than anything than to stay here and use you the same way you used me, you are going to be a good boy and wait here for me right here. I have to make myself useful and help your brother clean up the mess you've made."
"Mmrrppphhh!" Loki muffles and stares at you with glaring eyes.
"Now that IS a look," you smirk and grip his chin in your palm so that you force him to look up at you, "don't worry pet, we will have plenty of time before I turn you over to the King and trust me when I say that you are going to wish that the monster had killed you especially with the torture I have in mind,"
Taking your leave from the large broken room, you teleport yourself to the ground again to help fight off as many of the Chitauri as you could with the others that is until you see a large flying object that looked similar to a spear, there was also a small crimson, golden person redirecting the flying spear.
"What is he doing?" you asked Steve who stopped to watch as Tony aimed the white spear into the gaping dark hole in the sky and disappeared.
Minutes passed when suddenly the Chitauri drop to the ground some simultaneously and others one by one until they were all dead. He did it. The man of Iron did it! But where was he?
"Close the hole," said Steve when you turn to look at him.
"But the man of Iron has not returned! We cannot close the portal just yet! The Chitauri are dead, there is nothing escaping that portal now!"
"We can't take that chance! Natasha close it now."
The moment the portal was closed did you see a crimson object-- no a body falling out of the sky, you felt your heart clench in your chest and a jubilation rose seeing that Tony had made it out of the portal.
"He's not stopping."
Just as you were about raise your hands to stop him from falling did the monstrous green giant fly from out of nowhere and catches the crimson body until he settled back down onto the road and in the center of all of you. Thor bends over to remove the golden tinted mask while Steve hovers over the fallen man to check if he was breathing.
"Is he dead?" you ask as seconds go by and Tony still remained motionless on the ground; until the beast releases a roar that not only causes you to jump with surprise but Tony as well.
"What happened? Please tell me that no one kissed me." the panic in his voice causes you to chuckle, he turned to look at you, "Except for you, you're more than okay."
"We stopped the invasion," Steve smiled, a look of relief on his face.
"We did? Yay! Way to go guys! Hey there's a Shawarma place down the street I have no idea what it is but I want to go try it."
"Victory party's gonna have to wait, we still have one more thing we need to clean up after."
Upon returning to what was left of Stark Tower you all find Loki just as you had left him, tied and bound until he sees you and starts to muffle numerous somethings behind his mask.
"Is that your doing?" Tony asked looking over at you which you acknowledged your reply with a shrug and a nod, "Not bad."
Then with a short exhausted sigh you turn to look at Prince Thor, “May we return to Asgard now?”
"Indeed," the Thunderer said in accordance to your words, "There is now plenty that needs to be repaired the moment of our return."
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Notes
I don't own you or the Avengers, just the spelling/grammar mistakes.
Number Bullets:
[1] Can I Have This Kiss Forever - Enrique Iglesias & Whitney Houston
[2] Tear You Apart - She Wants Revenge
[3] You as a bird
[4] The room you transport Loki to.
[5] The outfit you wear.
[6] Your gauntlet.
@Idun's Apples
Thank you for taking the time to read my work, I am very glad that you enjoyed it. :)
3/26/15