Hidden feelings

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Written 12/13/2013

Hidden feelings

Sif left the warriors three and Heimdell in the healing room. She had to find Thor and Loki. She scoured the halls of the courts and castle, looking for a sign. In the distance she saw a figure heading towards the bridge. She recognised him immediately. 'Loki!' She called as she stormed towards him, he turned slowly and smirked. 'Why Lady Sif, how lovely to see you, but if you don't mind I'm in a hurry.' She stopped just short of him, her sword raised to his throat. 'Where is Thor?' He laughed at her and smiled his famous cruel smile. 'Well he found me, he went of the wall. So much so....he went through it.' He looked to her coolly. Her eyes widened when she understood his words. 'You have harmed him? Your own brother?' Loki shrugged before her. 'Well, as much as you can hurt Thor.' She shook her head and frowned at him. 'You are despicable.' He smirked once more. 'You know me well my dear, now if you don't mind I must be off.' He turned on his heel and began to walk when Sif flew round to the front of him and held out her sword again. 'Sif...don't make me hurt you. Move out of my way.' She shook her head. 'No, whatever you are planning to do Loki....you can't.' He chuckled. 'Sif....I need to do this...and no one can stop me, not even you.' He placed his hand briefly on her arm before standing straight and taking a step back. 'I will give you one last chance to remove yourself my lady...' She looked straight into his jet green eyes, fear completely absent from her face. 'Just....stand down Loki....I beg you.' He considered her words for a second and shook his head, as if shaking her words off him. 'I warned you Sif....I didn't want to do this but...' He sighed. 'I am sorry...' He lifted his spear and aimed it at her, she saw a flash of blue before she fell into darkness. Her head span when she opened her eyes, her eyes took a while to focus but when they did she realised she was in her chambers. She had to give it to him, he could've transported her into a cave or something, yet she was still full of rage at his actions. 'The son of a...' She spat as she threw herself from the room....

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