Say it.

Chapter Three

"Why did you bring me here, Loki?" she questionned him as her eye toured the dark place. There was snow in random places on the floor and the castle which was in the distance of where they stood. The clouds about were all dull as if Ran had created them and just left them there to prove she's been there or is powerful enough to have left her mark while back to the ground, surrounding them stood a number of mountains which unusually came to an extremely sharp point, anyone who landed on those would instantly died and slice in half. Everywhere was quiet and cold as Varvara grabbed her coat and pulled it more around her to keep the cold out as the tall man who brought her head backed off slightly and wondered over to the edge of what they were standing on to look down at the waves crashing against it.

"Just look at it" he said with his back to her still "this could of been something with you."

"Where is everyone?" she asked as her eyebrows lowered at the top of her nose and her eyes swept around the place

"They're gone" his head shout around to her in slight anger

"Gone?" her eyes met his

"As soon as you went, they went"

There was a moment of silence between the two of them as smoke came out their mouths as if they were dragons due to how cold it is there.

"We could of had this to ourselves" he said "we still can"

"Loki..."

"No. Look around you. We got this together"

"You know I can't" she argued back

"Why? Because of ...Baldr?" he tutted

"You know why" her voice became slightly higher because she didn't want this argument again

"He's in love with Nanna. Do you honestly think he'll ever love you back?" he yelled looking her up and down

"You know nothing of love" she yelled back. 

He heavily gulped as his hair flew back over his shoulder as he wondered back over to in front of her making absolutely no noise at all until he stopped right before her and once again looking at her deep in her eyes yet again gulping. His body moved in a slow motion and he had no expression on his face. His cheekbones were prominent as the blood in his body was so cold he looked like he had no colour at all in him.

"Really?" he gently asked her as he raised his right hand up to touch her jaw and slowly stroked down to neck and held it there for a while. His cold white, thin hands stayed close to her pale skin turning it cold also. The blue eyes of the woman's suddenly turned a purple colour and then into a pink colour as she smiled at him and he smiled back.

"Really" she replied as her eyes within seconds changed back to her normal colour and losing her smile and gaining her warmth back.

Loki was confused.

"Why are you doing this? This was our plan, this was our life" his voice was devilish and strong

"I told you, I like it on Earth. You have to begin to accept that"

"How can I accept that?" he began to get aggressive with his voice "How can I accept you throwing our life down into darkness?"

"When you begin to accept and realise you did that yourself, you can begin to accept I have moved on."

Her voice rang through his ears as his eyes constantly switched from her right eye to her left trying to not show how angry he really was and to try and swing it around but he just couldn't.

Varvara who was still standing in front of him gripped her two hands around his hand which was still on her jaw and neck and held it out between their bodies, tightly, and warmed his blood up at the same time before slightly becoming transparent right before his eyes and the completely disappearing.

The thin hand of Loki remained in front of his body and in exactly the same position as Varvara left and all his blood turned cold again and his skin turned back to being pale like he was before she touched him.