Goddess of Light

Chapter 27 ~ The Second Loss

"No. No, no, no." Thor muttered as he pulled Loki's back onto his knees to make him more comfortable.

"Loki, keep talking. Stay with us." I whisper to him as tears start to sting my eyes.

"Oh, you fool, you didn't listen." Thor grunted as Loki's eyes flashed between the two of us as his skin started to fade grey.

"I know... I'm a fool, I'm a fool." Loki panted. I placed my hand on his cheek while he shivered in Thor's arms.

"Stay with us, okay?" Thor ordered him but it didn't seem like he had a choice. Loki was fading.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry." He kept muttering to us as his grey skin started to crack. I covered the cracks on his face with my clammy palms, trying to hide the fact he was dying.

"It's okay. It's all right." Thor whispered to him trying to assure him.

"You did great. It's okay, you can rest now." I cried to him as the tears started to trickle down my cheeks, dripping down into Loki's hair. The grief hadn't healed from Mother, and now I had to do it all over again.

"I'll tell Father what you did here today." Thor told him.

"I didn't do it for him." Loki breathed out before he looked into my teary eyes for the last time. He closed his eyes and his head lolled back. The dark grey cracks had covered his face and neck. He was gone.

I heard Thor yell out in pain as he tried to shake Loki's body back to life, but it was no use. I leant back into the black sand, my vision hazy and blurry. My body felt like it was disintegrating into the sand as I looked at my brother's corpse.

Loki wasn't actually dead. He was going to wake up in just a moment, laughing at us for thinking he was really gone. He wasn't really dead. He couldn't be. Loki wouldn't do that to me, he wouldn't die, leaving me here.

I lock eyes with Thor, and he looked ready to kill anyone in his path. If Loki was really gone, which I still didn't believe, and he had sacrificed himself for us, then we had to avenge him. My sadness turned into blinding rage as I thought of Malekith getting away. Oh god, he had the Aether. He was going to plunge the universe into eternal darkness. We had to stop him.

The wind was hurtling at us, spitting sand in our faces. We needed to find shelter and soon. Thor stood up while looking down at our brother's limp body. He held out his hand to help me up from the sand and I used it a crutch to pull myself to my feet. He wraps his arm around my shoulders and pulls me in to a bone-crushing hug as rage filled tears poured down my cheeks. 

He pulled Jane under the other arm in attempt to shelter us from the storm as we dragged our feet in the wind to find a cave of sorts to wait for the storm to pass. The fact we had to leave Loki's body there broke my heart in two, but there was no way we could carry his body with us. If we survived this, we would come back for his body.

Eventually after wandering aimlessly around the Dark World, we found a suitable cave for us to rest in. Tears were still prickling down my cheeks as I thought of my brother laying there, all alone. 

Jane and I sat down next to each other on the rocks. "He's going to unleash it. Not just on Asgard, or on a star. Malekith is going to destroy everything." Jane explained as we caught our breath.

"How?" Thor asked, very worried. "Jane, how?"

"I saw him on Earth. Why would he go to Earth?" She responded.

"The Convergence. Heimdall warned us it was happening soon. If Malekith times it right he can unleash darkness on the whole universe in a matter of moments." I explained, my voice full of dread. What if something happens to Steve?