A Changed Man (A Loki fan fiction)

Loki's POV

Loki:

"Are you okay...? she said, her hand hovering on my chest wound. She looked up at me and stared at the scar on my face. I felt uncomfortable.

"Yeah..." I said, pushing her away lightly. "They said the priest would come to heal me." Danielle looked unsure of that, but decided not to say a word. 

"More to the point..." I said, gesturing to the Hammer. "How did you come by Mjolnir!?"

"Im worthy..." she smiled. "And we need to get out of here."

"You certainly left a path open for that..." I kissed her forehead, a gesture I knew she wasn't fond of but did anyway. I proceeded to walk out the broken door, wondering how the hammer didn't alarm the rest of the Giants n the palace. It had to have caused some destruction. As Danielle and I slowly tried not to step on the glass and make a noise, a strange smell hit me, making me drowsy. I looked at Danielle to see if she felt the same. She had a determined expression. But I could not keep myself from closing my eyes. Forcing myself, I pressed my hand hard on the ice, hoping the cold would wake me. Of course, I just turned into a Frost Giant. 

"Loki...?"

Suddenly, turning around to look at her was too much work. I let myself lean on the one of the walls and slipped. 

"Loki... what wrong!?" I heard her whisper. I felt her hands at the back of my neck try to prop me up into a sitting position. I didn't want that. Her hand on my cheek, lightly slapping it. 

"Dan...."