My king, Loki
I walk out the door of my small home and look across the ruins of what was New York the avengers failed to protect us they fell.
Now as i look out i see what used to be Stark Tower now it was the Great tower of Loki. Stupid name i know.
And there on top of the tower was the throne Loki made out of The broken Iron man suits.
Thor died protecting his beloved Jane, Bruce he died protecting the captain. Tony Stark Died protecting pepper who unfortunately died soon after.
Clint and Natasha Died together their hands entwined.
Now Loki ruled the world. It was chaos those few days after.
I stepped out and shivered at the cold i walk up to the base of the tower i knelt to the ground with the last remaining population.
Loki is our king we must bow to him
We must obey him.
