Loki Laufeyson - Saviour {2}

Chapter Eleven - Flatline

LOKI POV

"Mr. Laufeyson." The voice of the Stark's Artificial Intelligence broke through my fitful sleep and I slowly opened my eyes, sitting up a little and pushing my hair out of my face.

"Mr. Laufeyson." The AI spoke again. "Apologies for waking you, but I thought you would like to know that Mr. Stark and Dr. Banner are on their way."

"Thanks." I muttered, immediately making the blanket that was now half on the floor disappear before I quickly used my magic to change my clothes to avoid any questioning from Stark or Banner.

I rubbed my tired eyes and looked over at Emily, who hadn't moved from the last time I had seen her. I slowly stood up and walked over to her, my heart squeezing at the sight of her extremely pale skin before I gently took her small wrist in my fingers again. The fluttering pulse was still there and I looked over at the machine holding all of her vitals to see there had been a slight decrease in her already low heartrate.

"Any change Loki?" A voice spoke up from behind me and I immediately dropped Emily's wrist, spinning around to see Stark and Banner walking in.

"Her heartrate has decreased." I replied and I immediately saw Banner's eyebrows furrow.

Both of them walked over to the machines and Stark drew up a projection for all of us to see, which seemed to be a long of Emily's heartrate the whole time that she had been connected to the machines. I saw that there was definitely a decrease and it was now hovering just above a concerning speed.

"The antibiotics don't seem to be helping." Banner murmured and looked back at the drip, which was half empty now. "She's going to need something stronger."

"Do we even have anything stronger that won't harm her?" I asked and Stark immediately walked over to the cabinets and fridges, pulling out a collection of vials and handing them to Banner.

"Try this stuff." He said, worry evident in his voice. "I don't care which one, just do it."

Banner immediately began to fiddle with the drip, adding in one of the vials of antibiotics. My eyes darted back to Emily as the projection of her heartrate disappeared and I watched the faint rise and fall of her chest.

"Hello brother." Thor spoke from behind me and my magic sparked on my fingers from the sudden shock. I turned around to look at Thor, giving him a weak glare before I turned my attention back to Emily.

"Has she improved?" Thor asked.

"We're working on it." Stark's voice was tenser now and my eyes immediately darted to him as I saw him flicking through multiple projections.

I looked towards Emily again and moved a little closer to the bed, discreetly touching her hand as I tried to look back into her mind again. Immediately, I was hit with a wave of lightheadedness and I fell backwards, severing the connection as I felt Thor quickly grab me.

"Brother, are you alright?" He asked, the worry in his tone distinct.

"Her respiration rate just significantly decreased." Stark spoke up and I looked over at him, still trying to bring my breathing back to normal.

"Yeah, I got that." I muttered, pushing myself out of Thor's arms as I stood up.

Stark grabbed the scanning device that I had seen him use a couple of times on Emily and hurriedly turned it on, throwing it above her quickly as it began to scan her body, throwing up even more projections. Stark rapidly flicked through them and I walked quickly over to him, desperately trying to see what was happening to her.

"Her blood pressure is critical." Banner spoke up and I looked over at him to see him looking up at us, his eyes full of worry. "It must be the poison, it is refusing the antibiotics."