Rebirth (Completed)

Masquerade

Hidden in one of the darkest corners in the room, Loki's heart leapt with joy for he has finally found his missing beloved. Though it seems she has forgotten who she is and where she came from. He silently watched as his brother Thor and the Man of Iron try to revive the girl who calls herself, Serena. Honestly, he likes that name especially how it rolls off his tongue like he tastes something delicious.

The girl was trying to fight against the memories that were trying to invade her mind. Loki could tell by the way she is screaming in her mind. 'It is now or never,' he thought to himself grimacing at the screams of pain.

He closed his eyes and willed his conscious to slip into her mind pushing past the wall that protects her from those who will try to harm her brain.

Once inside, Loki began creating a beautiful scene with a ballroom that has a large crystal chandelier and rows of tables covered in all kinds of food. He made the room full of people all wearing masks and having the time of their lives dancing. Chuckling he change his form into a character that he has seen in her mind regularly only his emerald eyes glow behind the black mask. Now to wait for the dreamer to present herself, he thought as he disappeared into the crowd...

Hearing the lovely melody that was playing by an orchestra, Serena opened her eyes and gasped in awe as she notice that she was no longer in her room at the Stark Tower instead she was standing in front of a mirror that was hanging on the wall in a large hallway. Her long blonde hair was braided and draped over her shoulder with little stars clips. The plain nightgown that she was wearing was transformed into a magnificent blood-red gown that fitted her like a glove. The sleeves were long and attached to both middle fingers. On her face was a mask that match the dress and she noticed that a golden circlet was on her forehead.

'I'm beautiful,' was the first thought that came into her mind, 'this can't be real.' Turning from the mirror she followed the music that leads her downstairs and into a breath-taking ballroom. She hesitated, unsure whether to go in or not but the music seemed to call to her and she boldly strolled into the room. Suddenly the music stop and everyone turned to look her way. She began to feel uncomfortable with all the staring that the urge to flee came upon her.

"Please kneel before, Queen Serena of Asgard," a man's voice announced and at once everyone drop down to their knees.

Serena froze in shock. 'What?'

"Hail Queen Serena!" the crowd shouted causing her to jump back in surprise.

'Asgard? This is Asgard?' She glanced around the room searching for Thor but oddly enough he was nowhere to be found.

"Let the celebration begin," the man called out and the orchestra started up again. The people all stood up and began dancing again. She noticed that everyone was wearing a mask and colourful, exotic dresses.

The man who made the announcements gently took her hand and led her into the middle of the ballroom.

"Wait here, Your Majesty," he told her, "Your husband will be arriving shortly."

"My what?" she blinked in surprised and began breathing heavily. 'I'm married?!?'

Serena frowned and silently demanded her body to calm down before she happens to pass out yet again.

Someone cleared their voice interrupting her thoughts. Serena turned around and locked eyes with the most handsome man she has ever seen in her life. The strange smiled and offer her his arm which she took, surprising herself by making a bold move. The man in now leading her wore a satin white shirt with undone buttons giving her glimpses at his chest and leathery black pants. He was taller than her and he had black hair slick back into a style. A black mask hid his identity, but the feature that caught her attention was his emerald green eyes that seem to shine in the dim lightning.

"You look lovely, my dear," the strange smiled making his eyes sparkle, "but then none could compare to your beauty."

His voice was familiar though she wasn't able to pinpoint where she has heard that silky voice with a hint of a British accent before. Serena assumed this man was supposed to be her husband and she couldn't help but shiver slight for his voice sends chills down her back.

Taking a hold of her hand, he led her to the front of the dance floor and bowed low to her. She blushed when he smiled at her, "May I have this dance, beautiful fair maiden?" Oh he is so charming. Who is he? Serena took a breath before answering him, "Of course, milord." He straightened and then pulled her close to his chest. They sway together to the music and Serena never felt so peaceful and safe in his strong arms. Her "husband" waltz her around the room and she fell into the feeling of bliss. This was all surreal and dream-like that she hoped that she would never have to wake up again.

Once the waltz finished the man leaned down and kissed her with so much passion that she was breathless after he pulled away. She blushed again and touched her lips that had been anointed. Suddenly she remembers. 'Wait! That kiss, those eyes.' She gasped and backed away in shocked. 'LOKI!'