The Consultant (Loki x Male Reader)

part: 14

song: not ready to die - avenged sevenfold

3rd pov

jane opened her eyes. they were no longer the deep chocolate brown they once were. they were an icy blue, the whites of her eyes turned black.

"jane," thor said, watching as jane sat up and looked out into the distance. ahead, one of the dark elven ships was flying towards them.

"malekith," jane said.

"that name would be so cool if it wasn't his," y/n complained, pursing his lips.

loki and thor just stared at him weirdly.

"what? am i wrong?" y/n asked defensively.

thor just shook his head and loki shrugged. thor landed the ship and everyone climbed off. the wind was blowing hard and dark dust flew through the air. y/n grimaced at the gloomy vibes it all had.

y/n wondered why he was even here. he sighed inwardly and trudged forward, slightly pouting to himself. he half wishes he'd just slept off his anger after finding out he was asgardian instead of disappearing in a fit of rage. he wondered how fury was doing.

they made it to the top of the hill, and ahead walked malekith and his small army.

"alright, you ready?" thor asked jane. loki turned and looked at thor.

"i am," he said. y/n patted his shoulder in an effort to comfort him. loki brought his hand up and grabbed y/n's hand. y/n expected loki to pull it off of his shoulder, but he just held onto it.

y/n placed his other hand on top of loki's and gave it a light squeeze. the three of them stood up and y/n and loki let go of each other's hands.

"you know, this plan of yours is going to get us killed," loki said.

"yes, possibly," thor replied.

loki held up his cuffed hands.

"you still don't trust me, brother?" loki asked. thor looked into loki's eyes.

"would you?"

thor unlatched the hand cuffs and loki sighed in relief, rubbing his hands together.

"no, i wouldn't," loki said, brandishing a dagger and stabbing thor with it. y/n and jane both yelled for him as he tumbled down the hill.

y/n looked at loki in betrayal before jumping down the hill and running to thor. loki followed behind.

"you really think i cared about frigga?" loki asked, bringing his leg back, "about any of you?"

he swung his foot into thor's face. y/n watched in horror.

"all i ever wanted..." loki looked at y/n, then turned back thor, "was you and odin dead at my feet!"

thor reached for mjolnir and loki cut his hand off with the dagger. thor screamed in pain and mjolnir dropped to the ground.

jane ran to his side as he writhed on the floor. y/n glared at loki.

"you bastard!" he screamed. loki just laughed. he grabbed jane and turned to face the king of the dark elves.

"malekith! i am loki of jotunheim, and i bring you a gift." he shoved jane down to the dirt in front of malekith.

"i ask only one thing in return. a good seat from which to watch asgard burn," loki said as he smiled darkly. y/n stared at him in disbelief.

the elves turned to each other. they spoke a language y/n couldn't understand.

malekith walked to thor and stared down at him.

"look at me," he ordered, kicking thor over. he looked at him as malekith lifted his hand towards jane.