beauty and the beast Loki fan fiction

Night terrors

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this story is dedicated to anyone who feels like their parents are picking favourites.

Copyright, i do not own any of the Marvel characters, which is unfortunate really because if i did i'd be a million heir who has a dozen or so movies made based on my stories.

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Shartana's POV:

Cold.

That's all I remember.

Cold seeping through my clothes, deep into my skin, freezing my bones. A thin layer of ice cold Snow began to cover my deathly pale skin. My cries echoed helplessly through the ice and snow that surrounded me. I was only a child. An infant at most and was unaware that crying was pointless.

That help would not come.

I felt the cold enter the marrow of my rib cage, making me cry out in pain. My hair was bright red against the snow, putting the fierceness of the fire to shame. My eyes were dark brown, almost back, that seemed to crackle and spark like the start of a terrible flame that bursts to life in front of your eyes. My lips were full and resembled the deep colour of fresh blood. Anyone who saw me would be able to see the unearthly power within me.

I guess that's why i'm here.

My pale arms thrash around in the fragments of ice, trying desperately to achieve some kind of warmth. Flesh mixes with the endless snow, for whoever left me here for dead, left me starving and naked. In the distance, I could hear the harsh crunch of the snow beneath leather boots calling me to a better place. A place that is warm and filled with love and plenty of food. I give out one last cry before the cold takes my heart. My eyelids suddenly seem heavy and the weighted like lead to my infant mind. Slowly they began to drop, taking the some of the last sparks within me. The crunch of the snow seemed so distant now. Unfortunately, the cold did not ease. If anything the cold increased.

But then a shadow passed over my vision. Holding me with his warm, strong hands. Their voices were muffled to me and faded to nothing. The last thing I remember is the black consuming my mind And the cold clinging to my skin. But this time, a warmth spread through my heart-

Suddenly my eyes snapped open. I was still in my bedroom with the moon shining through the window. The floor was gone beneath me and Loki had his arms wrapped around me. I stiffened.

Why was I in my bed with him?

I turned and shook Loki awake. His bright green eyes fluttered open, and for the second time that night I swore I had seen those eyes somewhere before. What scared me was the flicker of recondition. I shook the image from my mind and demanded the reason for his arm around me. I wasn't stupid, I knew that there were cruel men at there, and for all I knew, this man was one of them. His eyes flickered something unrecognisable, like the cross between confusion and guilt. Loki's arms unwrapped themselves around me.

"I'm sorry" he said "I just.....thought you were someone else"

Somehow I didn't think that was the end of it

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