Who am I? (A Sequel to 'Who are You?' A Loki love story)

Chalter Thirty Five - Forgotten Past

        The memories hit me like a hurricane. It was like I was observing the memory, but I was in the memory. And the whole time, I could hear the rhythmic chanting of Magdaline. The ancient words never leaving. Each memory hit, and I watched the whole thing. Each went by in what felt like a forever, but was really a few seconds each.

        Phil died, the battle of Manhattan started and ended, I started living with Tony, I found out Phil was alive, I became an Agent of SHIELD, I trained and went on my first mission, Loki came back, I was warned about Fuller and ran away, I met Kim and she helped me get a disguise. Kim....

        Flash.

        The others found me, I was stuck at the tower with Loki while they went on a mission, Loki asked me to be his girlfriend and I said yes. Loki kissed me, I kissed him. I was kidnapped by Fuller, I was rescued, I... I died. I met Hel, I crashed my own funeral, Loki became an Avenger, I found out that Sirens and Fire Spirits and Frost giants were after me, I went to Asgard, Loki had a trial and got his powers back and most of his freedom, we came back to earth and the Avengers had been kidnapped. Clint, Loki, Thor and I all got kidnapped.

                                Flash.

            "All of your friends are dead because of you!" I scream, the screen in front of me showing their dead bodies. "Everything is your fault. It's all your fault."

            Natasha. Dead.

            Steve. Dead.

            Tony. Dead.

            Clint. Dead.

            Bruce. Dead.

            Thor. Dead.

            Loki. Dead.

            "Half-breed shows remorse and sentiment." I hear as I sob, shutting my eyes tight. "After the horror trials from last week, the Half-breed's mind is slowly deteriorating into insanity." The man looks towards the guard. "Take her back to the cells."

            Flash.
          

            We were all in the cell. All of us asleep. I was groggily torn from my nightmare as I heard the scrape of the door as it's being opened. I look up to see Kim entering quietly, and I can't help but stare at her.

            "Sophie?" I just keep watching her. She gulps and glances out the door. She hurries over, producing a small ring of keys from her pocket. "I'm so sorry. I'm so, so, so sorry." She whispers as she grabs my ankles, unlocking the shackles, one at a time. She unlocks my wrists before walking over to Natasha and beginning to unlock her shackles as well. The second Kim touches Nat, she wakes up.

            "Kim... why?" I ask, my voice hoarse from crying. I wasn't sure what was worse, the psychological torture, or the physical. She doesn't answer, finishing unlocking Nat and hurrying over to Clint, starting the process over again. By this point, the others have woken up as well. Except Bruce of course. He was still drugged up.

            "They killed my grandfather." She says quietly. "They kidnapped us, used him against me to make me betray you, and then they killed him." She pauses, taking a shaky breath before continuing to unlock Tony.

            "Greg?" She nods as an answer to my question.

            "I wasn't supposed to see him. They just left his body there. Thought they could trick me." She moves on to Steve. "I didn't want to hurt you all in the first place, and now they can't threaten to kill Greg as leverage. I can get you out of here. Get you away from here."