The Girl with the Blackbird Tattoo

Endgame

I grabbed onto the railing as their voices began to fade into the distance, my mind growing cloudy.

"Hear me, my darling blackbird."

"Loki? I hear you, what is it?"

"I love you."

"Loki? What's happening?" No repsponse, "Loki?! Loki!"

I turned on the group, Rosalind shaking her head, she knew, of course she knew. "I have to go."

"You won't like what you find." She warned.

"He needs me, stay together, and stay put."

I didn't let anyone else argue, wielding my sword and transporting myself to the ship. I should have listened to her warning. Death. I was surrounded by death, and then I heard the weak words of my lover, "you will never be a god." I looked to my right, he was here, Thanos, and then, Loki dropped.

"No!" My magic immediately fired, but the Titan and his army were quicker, vanishing with a blue glow. I was at Loki's side in an instant, crashing to the ground and shaking my head. My hands shook, and I leant over, placing his head in my lap as tears fell. "I love you, till the end of time." It was a whisper, one I sent straight to his mind before if faded from my reach, my lips placing themselves against his forehead. Thor joined my side, holding onto his brother, shedding his own tears.

"Da.."

"Ivyanne, I told you to stay out." I didn't look up after I heard her voice.

"Rosa.."

"Leave." My vision was blurred by tears, not even the burning wreck of Asgard's people could pull me away from him. My heart had just been torn from my chest, and then Thor began to slump over, weak from the attack. Loki had been taken from me, but I'd be damned if I let Thor die with him. I looked around, before picking up Gungir, the staff holding strong through the fire. I then looked around at the bodies of Asgard, "Odin, Frigga, please, look after them...look after him." The last word came out as a sob, and then, I tapped the staff to the ground, a flurry of golden lights rising from the ship. Then, I let go, moving towards Thor's unconscious body, he was going to die if I left him. So I did the only thing I knew, I let my Jotun form take over, coating the god in a thin layer of frost. It would keep him alive, and soon, he'd be found.