Lokius Week 2021

Day 2: Hunter AU

"Okay... I don't know if this will help you get back to your TVA, but at least it's not here." Mobius said after a moment of driving whatever power he had left on his TemPad into one the Analyst's stolen one.

Both he and this Analyst, Loki they called themselves, were trapped in a Time Theater. The Time Keeper had noticed Loki's arrival in their timeline. Before any of the hunters could reach them, Loki pulled Mobius through a time door and into an apocalypse- Ragnarok, an ancient tale of the ends of Asgard. Mobius was by all regard terrified as the castle was in rebellion, but Loki seemed to know what they were doing as they guided the little man to their room - and if they were malicious, they would've killed him by now. They were able to at least have a moment to think and to come up with a plan to get Loki out and back to their timeline. Loki had to make a quick wardrobe change into iconic greens and gold for a fight - and after finding a nice pine green coat with a fur trim while exploring this TVA - it seemed to work well.

"Let's hope..." Loki said, watching the doors as the sound of the battering ram continues to pound against the doors. It was already making headway and Loki was willing to die for Mobius - their own, this universe's, any Mobiuses. After what Sylvie had done... Don't think of her now. Wait till you get back in order to actually go for her... And stop her. Funny... For her saying she wasn't me, she sure acts like me- craving power, revenge, and destruction to herself, to and others. "Mobius--"

"Okay! It's up!" Mobius exclaim with joy.

And at that moment, the door had burst open, minute men and the Keeper himself poured in circling the two. Loki's gaze was on the Time Keeper, knives shaking in hand, as Mobius looked hesitantly around his co-workers. B-15 stood beside the Keeper, her pruning stick in hand, but a regretfully pained look graced her features.

"Agent Mobius..." The Time Keeper spoke. His voice was slick, nearly vile as it sends shivers down everyone's back. "Hand over that variant."

"Loki, be ready." Mobius whispered, the two caught themselves in a steady gaze. A look Loki knew that screamed trust me. The agent turned to the Keeper and said "Sorry, but all evidence shows they are innocent. They haven't done anything to the timeline, like you suggested- they are trying to fix it. Just like the rest of us."

"It is a shame... You did have a soft spot for broken things." With a snap of the Keeper's fingers, B-15 had thrown the end of her pruning stick - the spear end. Mobius nor Loki were quick enough, it all went in slow motion.

The spear had impaled the agent through his stomach and fell backwards in pain. "Mobius!!" Loki yelled desperately as they caught the man in their arms. Poor Loki had already seen their mother's death, their father's death, their own death and their brother's. They had seen Mobius be pruned but felt such relief to discover that he had lived in the Void. But this - this was far worse than anything else that Loki could imagine. Their own words mocking them: the world in the balance and yet you bargain for one mortal man?

I'd bargain EVERYTHING for him.

"No, nononono!" Loki begs quietly, panic risen in their voice, tears in their eyes as the armed men surrounded the two.

"Loki," Mobi reached up to touch Loki's cheek to brush the tears away. "It's okay. Y... You have to go."

"Mobius--"

"I love you..." Mobius said with a loving smile before the door opens underneath Loki and sends the trickster through.

"MOBIUS!" Loki yells before landing hard against the surface, their ankle snapping underneath them. The door closed above, leaving them alone in their grief and suffering.