Prince of Asgard (Loki x Reader)

Chapter 36 - Y/n

*This chapter is from Your POV*

I woke up with no idea of the time that might've elapsed after Loki left me with his duplicate. It wasn't that hard to figure, he moved slower. You see, when we want to raise our hands, we think of it and then do it. A duplicate however, will have a greater gap between the thinking and execution of the physical thought as it is trying to mirror the molecular structure of its real body. Although this delay is quite imperceptible, I was able to see it after I saw another Loki walking towards the Bifrost and had my suspicions confirmed thereafter.

My head hurt and my hallucinations were getting worse. The Poltergeist returned sometimes and I had to shake my head, purging it away but that movement only begged more headache. The ghost wasn't the issue, Shuaya was.

I see him, lurking in every corner, caressing his knives, waiting for a chance to get a hold of me and no matter what I did, I couldn't get rid of him. And the thought that all of this is still some weird and long simulation haunted my very existence.

I saw my fingers smoking up again and dismissed them. Pressing a cold bottle of water against my temples, I sat on the swing in the balcony, swinging gently.

I have to find a way to calm myself down. But how? Nothing seems to be comforting me. I thought letting Loki try would help me after Thor, Sif and the Warriors Three couldn't get through to me but all Loki was able to manage was some sleep. I'm really grateful for the rest but I want the peace of mind. Come on, I couldn't spend all my life dreading and sulking! There has to be something for me.

More smoke flared and the duplicate was standing by my side now, alarmed by my hands. I softly shook my head, letting him know I'm okay. He took a seat by the swing and stared off into the distance.

All of Asgard was visible from here, and especially the Bifrost. For the scheming trickster he is, it doesn't surprise me that he has the most strategic viewpoint. I looked back at the duplicate and kept looking.

Loki really had some beautiful features. Those polished cheekbones, long raven locks, that defined jawline, and those beautiful orbs which switched between green and blue. When his face is relaxed it resembled that of a God. Well I know that he is one, but you get the idea. His peace and happiness spread as effectively as his fury and temptation does. It's funny that how easily readable he his yet no one is able to figure him out. Loki really is out there, pleading with his eyes so that for once someone can see through his real intentions yet everyone just gets stuck up in his tongue.

I scoffed, look at me, calling out everyone but being a huge hypocrite. Even I was mad at him for lying to me, but when I heard everything he thought of about me, I was shook to my core and the only question that circled my mind was: why me? Why would he love me as much as he does? But an even greater question was, will my mortal love be enough for his immortal passion?

The bright beam of Bifrost caught my eyes and I saw another beam, which warbled and died out much faster than the first and steadier one. Soon after, Loki came out, striding towards the castle. The Bifrost must've been repaired. But the second beam didn't look so well.

Looking back again at the duplicate, a possibility wandered in my mind. Can I use this duplicate as an antenna and listen to the real Loki's mind?

After thinking for a while, I shrugged my shoulders, might as well try it.

Reaching out for the duplicate, I touched the back of his head and focused on Loki, the Loki I saw on the bridge. Miraculously, I was able to access the real Loki's thoughts.

I heard him musing over the torturous ways he'd treat Shuaya with and was a tiny bit horrified that none of them were as bad as the welcome I had prepared for Shuaya. I recalled that Loki used to say, during my trainings, that my mind is too pure, that I'm too beautiful a heart to be corrupted. If only he knew what goes through my mind now.

I smirked and continued to listen. The Bifrost is only repaired enough to travel within the realm of Asgard, not enough to reach Earth. But one thought of his stuck in my mind; Shuaya is alive. The thought sent a shiver down my spine and I could feel the cool blades piercing through the soft, warm skin of mine.

I stumbled backwards and placed my palms on my stomach. There were two wounds I wasn't able to heal since they were too old and my healing magic too new. I wasn't able to master that magic yet and as a result, these injuries were sustained. I would go to the nursing center here, but that would mean Odin knowing of my presence, which I didn't want to happen.

My breath hitched, my room was - suddenly - a scary place. I was rooted at my spot. I wanted to run to the bathroom, splash water on my face but I was terrified of going back into the room, like one might be of staring into a dark room at night. What if Shuaya is hiding behind a door? Waiting for me?

Don't be ridiculous! I chided myself and yet I was too scared to move. The duplicate was standing up and stroking my hands that were smoking up wildly. My eyes had begun tearing up and the headache flared up. In that moment of pathetic helplessness and fear, I had decided one thing with absolutely no doubt.

Shuaya will die at my hands.