Unworthy

Chapter 3.1

"Goodbye brother." Loki let go not knowing where he would end up but he didn't care. There was nowhere he belonged anymore if there ever was to beginning with. Him being raised by his races mortal enemy then to choose them over his own, even going as far as to slay his entire home world in order to prove himself to Odin. He felt utterly weightless as he fell through the cosmos. At least until he fell closer to the wormhole leading to Jotunhem where it seemed like some kind of gravitational force pulled him through. The two on the bridge shared heartbroken expressions as Loki seemed lost forever. A father had lost a son and Thor had lost his brother.

"Goodbye.." Loki let out with his last breath and faded into oblivion. 'I guess this is the end for me, oh well at least I had a good run.' A slight smile grew on his face, after all this was his legacy ever since he was born. He was destined to perish.

He watched as his once known home grew farther and farther away. The sight of it now stinging his eyes yet he refused to let them close. Asgard quickly became a spec in his vision, the cold of space forever pleading with him to shut it out. A part of him was afraid of that, all he knew was gone. A single tear worked its way from his partially open lid and streaked down his cheek. Whether it was out of heartbreak or the dry emptiness of space it was unknown. I suppose it was a mixture of the two.

It felt his body depriving of oxygen and growing weaker by the second. For a moment he panicked but in the end he figured why even bother. His eyes remained open as his once pale skin reverted back to its natural blue hue. His eyes no longer blood shot but engulfed in red. He drifted further and further amongst the stars and debris from the once unbreakable bridge. His head throbbed something fierce, he could feel himself slipping and is vision getting spottier.

There was a light above which casted rays of auroral vividness engulfing him. It blinded him, going from the black nothingness of space to a blaring brightness. He could hear something almost like a whisper. Someone was calling for him and for a moment the only thing he thought of was his brother shouting his name with his deep glass shattering voice. Perhaps it was loud enough to pierce this space but it was statistically impossible.

Maybe his imagination was getting the best of him after all. But he still heard a voice, it seemed to be a higher pitch than Thor whether he was calling to him or not. It was a soft famine tone that seemed to come out of nowhere. His eyes darted at nothing, the light blocking out every little sight around him. It didn't really matter however his vision let alone his awareness were fading fast.

"Loki.." Now he defiantly heard something it was faint but it was his name that someone was calling. He blinked and the image of a dark haired woman appeared in front of him, her face was blurred but she was there. How and why he had no idea but he didn't question it much. Anything was better than nothing, even if it was just a figment created by his troubled mind it was meant to comfort him in some way and she did.

His lips formed the words 'who are you' without a simple sound ever leaving his cracked lips. She couldn't be able to hear him even if she was real. She motioned closer, finally able to let Loki get a good look of her face. She carried a bright smile that would even out shine the overbearing light above them and she looked eerily familiar. Her eyes were light green and full of life. Long dark kinky hair draped along her shoulders and was worn up in a high pony tail. Perhaps as a last ditch effort to contain what seemed like unmanageable locks.

She opened her mouth again to speak but the words that were uttered were some his imagination would never conjure up. He was able to hear her voice when she spoke, it was sweet and soothing like silk but her words nearly made him feel the polar opposite. In a way like he was on the verge of breaking once more over.

"I'm your mother, Loki."

His eyes widened and burned in disbelief, this was not a possibility. There was no way out in the middle of nowhere this mystery woman could be his former guardian. His head pounded harder to the point of exasperation and lack of oxygen further disabling his vision and no more tears to quench his drying eyes they quickly worked their way closed. He drifted once again into the distant oblivion of his subconscious as he shut out the world around him and the woman.

"Remember.."