Soulmate Chronicles I - Part of my Soul // ft. Loki Laufeyson

1: Revival

Nemain:

It was just a usual Weekday, training recruits for the royal guard, making sure those green boys and girls were fit to protect their planet and its people.

"No. You're still too slow Finn", Nemain scolded.

"How am I too slow when you turn to an unkindness of ravens everytime I come even remotely close to hitting you?", the young man grumbled out, obviously not happy with the way he kept losing against his teacher.

Nemain chuckled. "Perks of being a war Goddess my dear. It comes with special powers."

Just as Finn was about to reply, their attention was drawn by a shooting star that flew just a tad bit too close to not be about to crash into their planet.

"Finn", was all Nemain had to say, the young soldier nodded and ran off to inform the medics that something would be hitting their planet and there might be casualties.

While he was doing that Nemain's raven black wings sprung from her back, carrying her closer to the shooting star that was coming down, she tried to slow it down, not sure if it would be successful as her shadows wrapped around the debris falling from the skies. Once she was close enough she felt, that it wasn't some asteroid, it was metal, part of a ship, and there was a faint presence clinging to dear life on that ship.

Her shadows pushed against the falling vehicle, slowing it down bit by bit but she douldn't completely stop it from crashing down in some poor farmers field. Only able to pull out the person on the ship moments before it crashed down. "At least it's not such a crater" She muttered to herself, holding the man she had just pulled from the rubble using her trusty shadows.

She soon landed next to the slender man with black hair and high quality leather gear, bending down to check his pulse, not really expecting much since his face was purple, someone had obviously strangled him to the point of snapping his neck. Unconsciously a frown formed on her face but before she could do anything really she was pushed aside by their healers.

"We'll take it from here Lady Nemain."

"Can he be revived?", she asked since of course every life lost was one too many.

"We will see to it", her healers answered and took the man away.

So while the healers did their job, Nemain did hers, instructing the clean up crew to take the spacecraft away so they could start restoring the farmers field. The man had come out in shock when he saw the crash and was all nervous about the next harvest. But Nemain made sure to tend to his worries and make sure he understood, that the Queendom would help him make up for any losses. They took care of their people around here.

Loki:

Every fiber of his body hurt like hell, he couldn't move his head around so he could only see a sand grey ceiling as he blinked his eyes open. Trying to speak but his tongue felt like a mossy stone in his mouth.

"-awake", he heard a voice from nearby, falling back into unconsciousness for a few seconds, soon though the ringing in his ears stopped and he was able to actually understand what the people around him were saying.

"The revival was successful. His blood oxygen level is rising", a male voice spoke as kind green eyes came into view, then he was blinded by light right in front of his eyes.

"Don't try to move your head. Your neck was broken. We need more time to heal your spine", he was ordered, then his lips were touched by something cold and wet. Instinctively he opened his mouth, being fed ice chips as a water substitude.

"W-Where-?", he began his question, unable to finish it though since his throat felt like it had been crushed to a pulp, images came floating into his mind, Thanos torturing his brother, the teseract, a futile attempt of stabbing the bastard and then nothing but pain.

"You're on Otherworld", came the answer to the unfinished question, "Crashed down with a part of your spacecraft. You're lucky Lady Nemain caught and protected you or you would've evaporated in the atmosphere around our planet.

Loki closed his eyes again because keeping them open hurt, breathing hurt, living hurt, hell everything hurt, so it was best to just go back to sleep while what he assumed were healers tended to him.