War

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A/N: So this one is largely based off of the myths. Remember that Helheim, or Hel, is the underworld in norse mythology and is a state of neutrality instead of a place of eternal torture. It's gloomy, misty and boring, and that's about the extent of it. In the myths Hela is Loki's half dead daughter that he had with a giantess, and she's ruler of Hel.

You had been living in Asgard as a guest of the royal family for two years though it feels like less. Everyone is shocked at the effect you've had on Loki. He actually listens to you and wants to make you happy, which means not riling everyone he comes across up. You've always hated drama and he's always been a magnet for it. Everyone at least appreciates you but Thor loves you like you're his flesh and blood. Despite all of Loki's faults he's a wonderful boyfriend. (Who knew you'd ever call a god your boyfriend.) Overall you've been happy with your life here on Asgard.

Until 6 months ago. The frost giants had rebuilt and declared war on Asgard. You had been training with Sif and the warriors three for the last couple years and Loki had been teaching you magic here and there. Nothing that would really do anything, but you had some basic illusions if nothing else.

-6 months ago-

"Darling, please don't go into battle. I started this war, I could never forgive myself if something were to happen to you."

"Loki, I live here now and I'm perfectly capable of fighting. I have no right doing any less than that."

Loki rolled his eyes. "You sound like the man of America."

You laugh and put your arms around his waist. "I'll take that as a compliment. I'm fighting with everyone else Loki."

He sighed and pulled you close against him. "There just won't be any changing your mind will there?"

"You knew I was stubborn when you asked me to come live here with you."

"I did." He kisses your head and sighs. "I just love you so much. I don't think I could live without you now that I know what it's like to have you."

-Present-

You're in the middle of battle and the frost giants are coming at you from every angle. Loki is fighting another group right next to you. As he finishes off his group he checks on you he sees a giant coming up behind you. He throws his body over yours and catches the blow. He screams out in pain and falls limply against you. It happens so quickly that you throw him off before you realise it's him. You take down the one that tried to get you before you go to deal a fatal blow to Loki but you recognise him and stop. "Loki! Oh gods I'm so sorry." You fall to your knees next to him.

He grunts. "It's alright. You didn't know." He clutches his wound and looks at you. "Is this all it took for you to kneel?"

You let out a sob/laugh. "You're a fool."

"I know." He forces out.

You can see him fading. "Loki please. Don't leave me." You pull his body into your lap. You cradle his head and try to hold yourself together.

He looks up at you. "I love you." He takes your hand and presses it to his lips before his body goes limp.

"Loki. Loki please." You shake his body, trying to wake him, even though you know he's gone. Someone claps a hand on your shoulder and you stab them in the leg but the armor stops it.

"It's alright. It's just me." Thor says from behind you.

"Can we really spare the god of thunder right now?" You spit.

"Look around you. It's over. We won."

"We won?" You look up at him through bleary eyes. "Do you not see that I'm holding your dead brother in my arms?"

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