Teal Rain (A Loki Fanfiction) ~ (The Avengers)

Chapter 14 ~ Villains Don't Cry.

The Chitauri froze in shock of witnessing their leaders traitorous act. 

Like wasps in a nest, they all swarmed at once towards Loki and Terra, furious and betrayed. Loki was now their main target, and one by one, they shot their blue-lasers at him, angry and desperate to make rid of him. But not today.

He raised his new weapon(which he found off the ground), held it back, and pulled on the trigger, blasting at every alien in sight, causing a massive explosion. It knocked down and killed every alien it reached. The others fled in fear and the rest of the whole Chitauri army were continuing their fight with the Avengers... wherever they were.

Loki was now panting and slowly turned to look down at Terra. His expression changed from seriousness to fear, as he dashed to her side, throwing his weapon onto the ground and kneeling over her. Her eyes were closed, and she was breathing heavily. Every time she exhaled, it sounded raspy and choky, due to the blood that now clogged her throat and seeped out her mouth. 

Loki was in pure shock, fearing he did not know what to do. She could die without aid... a slow and painful death. Not that Loki didn't want her to die, he had already threatened to kill her himself, but why must things be so painful and complicated?

He placed his right hand on the side of her face, causing her dim, teal eyes to flutter open and lock with greenish-blue ones. Terra gasped in fear when she saw it was Loki, and tried to move out of the way, but he held her in place. "Shhhh, don't speak, or I'll stab you again and finish that beast's work."  He pinched a corner of his silky green cape and gently wiped the blood off her lips and face. She opened her mouth and tried to speak but nothing came out. She felt afraid and could barely stay awake. Tears blurred her vision as well as dark red blotches. 

Loki suddenly felt something inside him. It was very new to him, and it hurt... a lot. Somehow the thought of loosing Terra made him afraid. He was afraid she would be gone forever, and that it  would all be his fault.  No! Why is he afraid? He is the villain! He should be grinning with glee that a pathetic mortal is now lost to his rule, and is dying helplessly at his feet! He was going to kill her anyway before,  but why does it matter to him now?...

Loki could mentally picture himself. Laughing and mocking, pointing a long, frosty-blue finger at him. Red eyes peering evilly down at his soul, a wicked grin cut across his face. It tortured his mind. He would forever, give in to this beast. He was a monster. 

Terra's sudden pleads cut him out of his painful thoughts. "I-I don't think I'll make it!" she managed to squeak with all effort.

Loki stared at her, then glanced down and saw Terra's right hand clasped tightly around the handle of the knife, which was still embedded in the right side of her abdomen. He lightly gripped the handle of the blade, causing Terra to gasp and wince behind clenched teeth when it made her wound feel worse. He looked back up at her. 

"No, no... Darling, just stay still. Look at me!" he said, almost demanding she stay alive. He didn't sound very worried or afraid. He sounded calm, or maybe he was only trying to keep himself calm.

No matter how much she tried, Terra's eyes began to close and her breaths slowed as her head fell to the side. "L-Loki--" Then, she was quiet.

Loki's eyes went wider as his face grew paler. He was now gasping for air from the shock that still gnawed in his chest. He didn't even think. He didn't want to think. This was all new to him. It wasn't the first time someone has died before his very eyes, but this felt different.

He moved to the side and slipped his arm under her legs and the other under her back. He picked her up as gently as he could, and stood there, staring down at her. She was still breathing, but very faintly. He rested his forehead against hers and exhaled.