Chapter Twenty-Three: Funeral Rites
The Avengers held a funeral procession for Loki. Thor said that he wanted Loki to have an Asgardian funeral. Shuri made a small, wooden Viking ship and the heroes went down to the river for the gathering.
Loki was placed on a soft cushion on the boat. He was wearing his Asgardian armour; his arms were folded on his stomach a dagger in hand. Flower petals were scattered around him. A lantern hung from the ship's prow.
The moon shone down on the small group of heroes. Thor and Sigyn stood at the front of the group and pushed the ship into the water. The current caught the ship and carried it downstream. Sigyn muttered a simple spell and the ship burst into flame. Green lights drifted upward into the night sky.
"Loki will be remembered as a hero," Steve muttered. "We never got to thank him for saving the universe."
"He was a good man; a good man who was misunderstood," Sigyn said. "He was a faithful boyfriend. I have never met someone so devoted to someone before. I love you."
"I am proud to call him brother," Thor said. "I'm sorry that I ever wronged you or treated you like a lesser being. I love you, Loki. You are the best little brother anyone could ask for."
"You proved us wrong, you son of a bitch. Guess this is payback, huh, Reindeer Games?" Tony joked.
The group stood in silence for a while. The flames died down in the distance.
Thanos was dead, thanks to Loki. Families would be reunited soon. The universe was safe from Thanos and the Infinity Stones.
Loki was gone, but his memory would live on forever...
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FanficThey thought he was dead. Thor watched him die. He thought he was dead, too, but he was alive. Barely, but alive. How was it possible when his neck was shattered? The question remains; how is it that he is alive? And how is he going to stop Thanos...
