Unfated // Loki

Prophercy

Her pov:

I wake up to Loki staring down at me, he smiles "Good morning my love,"

I sigh in content as I wrap my arms around him embracing myself in his deep chuckle.

He yawns "We should probably get up," my face drops slightly "Whyyy" I wine.

"We have things to do, you need to train your powers, learn control"

I roll my eyes at his sudden authority "But then we can't stay like this." He sighs "Alright, I guess we always have tomorrow." I smile as I nuzzle into his arms.

But at last nothing can stay at peace for long. Thor barges into the room and I groan already knowing it is him "You would have thought by now you would've learned to knock!" I yell.

Thor looks down uncomfortable at the scene of me and Loki "Oh sorry, I didn't think you would..um..Loki I need to talk to you..whenever.." he says hurriedly departing the room.

Loki shakes his head not wanting to leave the comfort of the bed, "I shall return in the utmost haste Aurora," I smile "You better."

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He's been gone for a while now, there outside the room and I can only really hear murmurs, curiosity eventually gets the best of me as I walk up to the other side of the door.

"He's still out there Loki. Titan.."

The color from my face immediately drops as I am left with a series of emotions from his words, but one emotion builds....anger. He deserves death, he deserves worse than death for doing what he has done, not just to me, but to Loki! How dare he take another breath of this world, the same air I currently breathe. It makes me sick that he is out there, what if he is doing it again. What if he makes his way back, keeping the promise of our lives. I snicker at the thought. Pathetic little man. Without realizing I slam open the door "I'll kill him!" I state through closed teeth.

Loki slowly reaches out to me "Aurora...Aurora your hands." I look down and see my veins blackening with the tips of my fingers following in color. "Whats happening"

"It's alright my love, just focus on something else," I try but all I can think of are the memories from that night and the memories that I don't know are even real. "Focus on what!" I yell.

"Me Aurora, focus on me"

I look up at him through blurred vision, his eyes slightly glowing in the light of the energy i'm emitting, he reaches out to grab my hand, covering the blacked tips, immediately I feel the anger subside, replaced with just the feeling of his hand in mine.

Loki pushes strands of hair behind my ear "Aurora, our power is based on emotion, dark magic is difficult to control but you need to control it ...or it will eventually corrupt you." he warns, I stare back at him "I can't Loki"

"You can, just find an anchor.."

"How do you do it...what's your anchor?"

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"You my love, my Aurora."

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His pov:

I bring Aurora down into the training room shortly after she calms down a bit, hoping this will help her release her energy in a safer way.

"Alright, let's start with something small, think of a happy emotion, something that brought you joy and try to project the scene to my mind."

"That's small!"

"Yes, I can help control it if it's done to me,"
"Isn't that dangerous, what if I hurt you,"