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Preoccupation

1

I ran until I couldn't breath, and then I ran some more. I didn't know how long I'd been running, or how far. All of this was pushed to the very back of my mind by the frantic 'what if?' situations playing around in my brain.
A couple of blocks from Central Park I saw an abandoned red bike lying on the sidewalk. Tipping it up I did a once over it and everything seemed to be in working order. I swung my leg over the seat and began to peddle down the road. The streets were littered with abandoned cars and there wasn't a person to be seen. I assumed the city had looked like this since this morning. I was awoken at 5AM by what I assumed was the beginning of an earthquake, I should've known it wouldn't be as pleasant as that. I was miles out of town and I felt the rumble. But here, near the source, the damage was incredible. Broken windows, fallen bricks, entire roofs missing.
When I was about halfway around the park there was a bright light and another shock wave. I fell off of the bike but quickly got back up to see what had happened. There, in the center of the park, Thor had landed on Earth in the bifrost tunnel. I called to him, he didn't hear. I tried again but it was no use. As quickly as he had landed he had taken off again swinging his hammer. He flew straight for Stark tower and my heart beat quickened. With Thor here I knew the intensity of the situation would grow quickly.
I started to peddle again racing as fast as I could to get to the tower. This had to be stopped, and only I could do it. I knew what awaited me at the top of the tower, it was Loki. As I got closer to the tower his presence on this world became obvious. The wind became colder and there was ice all around. Buildings were covered in spots of ice. The road a minefield of ice patches. I passed a semi truck that was frozen solid in a chunk of ice. Oh yes, he's here, and he's angry. No question all 6 of the avengers were rallied at the top of the tower. Clint with his bow drawn, Natasha pointing two pistols at Loki's head. Bruce and Steve ready to act and Tony charged and waiting. Thor would no doubt be having a shouting match, face to face, with Loki. It would do no good, we all knew why he was here.
That's why I was living a few miles out of town. Loki was here for me. He had come before and I know now there's no way to stop him from coming again. Almost a year ago now Tony sent me to live out of town. I was alone in a small town and I didn't know anyone. Steve would come out on his motorcycle about once a month to check on me. Those were the highlight of my days. I worked at a little hardware store walking distance from my house, though what wasn't. I came to make a few friends, but nobody I couldn't live without. That's why when Loki came this time I quickly made up my mind that I was going to end this. I drove to the city limits but then the roads were blocked by abandoned cars, which is why I had been running.
I cycled past the end of the park, putting me only a few blocks from the tower. For a moment I could see it, and at the top there were lights flashing. Blue, red, orange, white. A fight had been started. When I reached the door of the tower the security system, and JARVIS, were down. I walked into the building and prayed that the elevators were still in working order. Pressing the up button I breathed a sigh of relief as it turned green. When the door opened I pressed the roof button. It was a long ride up, over 100 stories, and I could soon hear the sounds of battle above me. If nobody was injured by the time I reached the top I would go peacefully, without a fight.
I thought of the life that awaited me, as I had many times before. Loki was here to take me to Asgard, a world he and Thor had been fighting over for years now. He wanted me to be his queen, to rule at his side, and to, no doubt, do whatever he asked of me. I remember when he told us why he was here the first time. Nat, whom I had only recently met, asked why he wanted me. I explained to her that Loki and I had been together once, and that was as far as I went. Truth is there was more to the story.
When I was younger maybe 15, my family was living a couple hours from the city. It was a small town, just like the one Tony had sent me too. It was an average day and I was taking my dog, Davey, for a walk. We went pretty far that day, out into the fields of grain and grass. The clouds turned dark in what seemed like an instance and the wind picked up. I stared at the sky as the clouds swirled overhead. A crash of lightning came and Davey's leash got loose from my hand. He ran off, I turned to call for him and then everything went dark. When I woke up I had no idea where I was and no idea who was touching me. I screamed. After I calmed down a woman explained that I was on another world. She took me to my mom and then she proceeded to fill in the details. I had gotten caught under the edge of the bifrost tunnel and had been knocked unconscious. Odin, unsure if I would survive, took me to Asgard to be treated. He found my parents and brought them as well. Once they were sure I would be ok we left and returned to Earth, but in the summers, when school was out, I would return and spend 3 or 4 months there under Odin's watch. Obviously I became close with Loki and Thor.
On my third summer, I think I was 18, Loki and I were exploring a forest, just walking around. When we stopped to gaze at a beautiful water fall he took my face in his hands and kissed me. At the time I didn't know what had come over him, looking back he had been acting strange that whole summer. It was the next summer the Loki and I started to see each other secretly. We weren't sure if Odin and Frigga would approve of our new found feelings, and so we decided to keep it a secret. We would spend the days away from the castle, and when we were there we would steal kisses in the hallways. One night he came to my bed chambers and when I let him in he kissed me so passionately it took my breath away. He spent the night asleep beside me and it was that night that I truly fell in love with him, but of course I never told him.
The summer following that, the summer of my 20th year, Loki learned the truth about his origins. He was from a different world, he was part of a completely different race. Yes he was a prince, but he was a Jötunn prince. The truth was a burden to Loki, it weighed heavy on his mind. It took weeks to convince him that he was still Asgardian, that his family still loved him and that I still wanted to be with him. I thought all was well, I was wrong. At the end of that summer, 2 months later, he had changed. He was easily angered, and very resentful towards his parents. He told them of our relationship in a fit of rage one day, they were less than impressed. He was quick to let them know that he didn't care what they thought because they weren't his parents. He became short tempered, especially with me. We would cross paths in the hallways some days and he would be all over me. When I denied him due to the inappropriate nature of the public affection he would be angry, he would accuse me of not wanting him, saying he wasn't good enough for me. It wasn't until the day before I left that I snapped though. He appeared in my chambers seemingly in a good mood. We spent a few minuets sitting on the bed talking before he whipped out the accusations. Out of nowhere he asked me how long Thor and I had been seeing each other behind his back. I was confused more than anything and asked him what he was talking about. He stood and began yelling at me about how he'd noticed we'd been spending a lot of time together. I began to cry. He didn't even notice. After a few minuets of his ranting I stood and faced him. I told him I wouldn't be returning the next year and that I didn't wish to see him again. He screamed a final 'Fine' before leaving the room. I haven't seen him since then, not in person.
Thor would never let him near me when he would show up on Earth, knowing that Loki would take me away.
As the elevator dinged signalling that I had reached the roof I reminded myself that it didn't matter what Loki was going to do, people were getting hurt and this had to stop. The doors opened and I stepped out into the small grey room. Wrapping my fingers around the doorknob to the roof I prepared myself for the worst. Opening the door the frosty air blew against my face. The first thing I noticed was Clint and Nat on either side of where I was, behind a couple of electrical towers they had their weapons aimed. Steve was on the ground behind Nat, presumably unconscious. Bruce was no where to be seen, and that scared me. Thor stood to the left with his hammer ready to throw. Then my eyes landed on Loki. He stood directly in front of me. He had Tony tied to a couple of poles, his suite was in pieces all around him. He stood in just his jeans as Loki had one hand in his hair pulling his head back, and the other around one of his arms. He whispered something in his ear as Thor waited for any opening to hit his brother without hurting Tony. I stood silently watching the scene before me. Loki let out a cruel laugh, tilting his head up to the sky. When he brought his head down to say something to Thor he caught my figure in the corner of his eye. Turning his head slowly he locked his eyes onto mine. His voice was soft but I heard him none the less.
"Grace"

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Comments

Whoa. I love Loki so this is a little different then how I feel about him. But this is so good. I can't stop reading it.

Natasha Barton Natasha Barton
10/10/16

this is the first fic i read i this website , i love it ! can't wait to see how loki's character will develop. hope u're planning to update soon X'D

InDenial23 InDenial23
5/11/15