Helena | Loki's Daughter |

Ice

THE CIVIL WAR TRAILER KILLED ME.

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When I was little Steve once took me and Alison hunting somewhere in Canada. I don't remember much from the trip itself besides me throwing up when I saw a dead bird and Alison bitching about being cold. I cursed myself for not remembering now, because I would even eat that dead bird at the moment.

I spent the first night hiding in a easily climbable tree, the only problem with it was that it was freezing cold. When I woke up the ground was white, and snow was still falling down. And of course, all I had was a stupid nightgown.

But I got lucky. I passed a cabin and actually managed to steal some clothes. For the first time in a very long time I was wearing normal pants again. I also found a top and a thick jacket. So the cold wasn't the number one issue anymore. Now it was starvation.

I also couldn't help but wonder how Loki was doing. They obviously got to him but I doubt if they actually killed him, he was some sort of friend to Freyr. No, Loki was fine. I shouldn't worry about that, I should worry about how the hell I was getting home again.

Coming to think of it, I always had help. During the attack on S.H.I.E.L.D. Steve was with me, At the ship I was with Loki, then at the cabin I was with Steve again and now here in Alfheim I was with Loki. I used to always be alone. I used to be able to be by myself for days when people gave all their attention to my sister. But now, I've gotten used to having someone to talk to. I don't know how to survive by myself anymore.

I wrapped my coat around me tighter and continued walking. No, I can do this. I'll make it home. I stepped on something and nearly fell in the ice cold snow. Out of frustration I kicked it, which turned out to be a very stupid idea. It was a rock, but there was ice in one of the cracks, which meant that there used to be water in there. There is probably a river nearby! If it streams fast enough it won't be frozen.

I started running to keep myself warm but as soon as I stepped passed the rock the ground got slippery and I tripped and fell. "Fuck fuck fuckity fuck!" I yelled as my fingers touched the ice that was under me. The river was frozen, there was no water. Maybe I can get a fire going and melt the snow? But how the hell am I going to get a fire?

I felt absolutely drained, emotionally and physically. It has been three days since I last had a proper meal, sleep or even something to drink. I saw what looked like a cave nearby and crawled over to it. I found myself a nice corner and forgot all of my problems. I didn't feel as cold anymore or as hungry. I knew that if I stayed here I'd die. But I couldn't move, I couldn't fight anymore.