One-shots/Short Stories

Loki Laufeyson

Not Dead
"Loki!" she cried out desperately. The two brothers fought in the distance, the rainbow bridge shining brightly beneath them with what's happening.
She hurried towards them, intent on stopping the two from causing anymore harm on each other. Lady Desdemona, the lover to the God of Mischief. How opposite the two of them were. Where one is light, the other is dark. Where one is happy, the other is angry. But yet, they balance each other out - calm each other. And what Loki needed at the moment was her.
"Loki!" she cried, stepping in between them. Loki halted himself from accidentally stabbing her, Thor doing the same. "Please, both of you stop!"
"My love," Loki said through gritted teeth, "move out of the way."
"People are dying, Loki." She stepped towards him. "It needs to stop."
"It's too late anyway." Loki muttered darkly. "You can't stop it."
"But we can try." she mumbled. Thor nodded, walking a couple distance away from them, smashing the bridge. Loki stared at him in disbelief.
"What are you doing?" he yelled. "You will never see her again if you do this!"
"Loki. . ." she whispered, placing a tentative hand on his arm. Loki brushed her off.
"You!" he hissed. "You did this! It's your fault!"
"I did nothing -" Loki pushed her to the side, running towards Thor with his spear. Unknowingly, the push was too strong for Desdemona's small figure, falling off the bridge. "LOKI!"

***

"So what does this do?"
"It blows air."
"Really? Why?"
"Well, when it's a hot sunny day, you'd want to have a fan to keep you cool." Tony watched in amusement as the Goddess moved around the electric fan. "Come on, Des. You've been here for like what, two years? You should know this by now."
"You mortals are very talented." she murmured, touching the fan lightly. "I haven't seen this before since you don't have this at your ugly tower."
"That's because there's this thing called air con - hey! My tower isn't ugly!"
"What's this?" Grabbing the SHIELD file from his desk, she started flicking through it. She froze at the sight of the tesseract.
"How did that get in there?" Tony frowned. "I was only given the electronic version - Coulson. . ."
"Why is the tesseract on this?" she demanded the billionaire, facing him sharply. "And why is my lover included in this?"
"Who, Loki?" Tony appeared behind her, looking over her shoulder at the information. "Wow, what wonderful taste you have there."
"Why do you have this, Stark?" she demanded.
"So much for helping you find an apartment." Tony sighed, looking at the apartment they were supposed to observe. "Look, SHIELD called about a problem. During their observations on the tesseract, it started to act up. Suddenly a wormhole appeared and out pops your man all evil looking and such. Long story short he kidnapped some people including Clint Barton and Erik Selvig your friends, brainwashing them and such. SHIELD called to ask for my help." Desdemona said nothing. "So -"
"I'm coming with you." she told him sternly. "You can't say anything. I'm coming and that's final."

***

Tony watched from the front of the quinjet as Loki and Thor sat opposite of each other. Tension was in the area, but he couldn't help but stare at them.
Many stories he heard from his new friend about the brothers. Their childhood, to when they became adults, to when her and Loki got married and were trying for children. All those stories, and he couldn't believe that the people he heard of were in front of him and not what the stories said.
"Is there a problem?" Steve asked from beside him. "You're staring at Loki and Thor a lot."
"Just heard stories about them." He tilted his head at them as if that would make any difference. "Not what I expected."
"Well books tend to be wrong -" Natasha smirked.
"Nah, I heard from another source."
"Jane?" Thor perked up, listening in on their conversation. Loki merely rolled his eyes.
"Is there any chance you remember a Desdemona?" The jet went silent. The two demigods stared at Tony with bewildered looks, their faces a scarcely pale.
"I think you broke them." Steve joked lightly.
"Desdemona?" Thor exclaimed. "How? She -"
"She's dead." Loki interrupted, looking down at his shackled wrists sadly. "I killed her."
"Yeah, well you failed." Tony shrugged nonchalantly. "She landed in Trafalgar Square, scaring the crap out of them. Had to go and see what the fuss was about and found her."
"She's alive. . ." Thor breathed out. "All this time we thought she died. . ."
"Well, it's no surprise, really." Loki chuckled weakly. "I survived the fall as well."
"Can we see her?" Thor asked.
"Yeah, sure." Tony shrugged.

***

Loki stood with his back turned to the entrance, deep in thought.
Desdemona was alive. She wasn't dead. His wife was alive and well. On Midgard. Does she look any different? Does she remember him? Of course she remembered him since she spoke with the Man of Iron about them. Did she still love him?

"Loki. . ."

Loki closed his eyes at the sound of his lover's voice, feeling a warm hand cup the side of his face. He opened them and saw brown eyes staring into his green ones. "Desdemona," he breathed out, laying his hand on top of hers, "you still look amazing from the last time I saw you."
"Loki," she murmured, rubbing her thumb gently under his eye. "I can't believe we reunited this way. What happened to the man I married?"
"He's still there, just stronger."
"No he isn't, and you know it." Loki pursed his lips, pulling away from her. "Loki, what are you doing?"
"I'm merely doing what I was destined to do; rule a realm as the rightful king."
"By killing over eighty people? Eighty innocent people?" she said incredulous.
"They needed to know their rightful places, that freedom is a lie."
"Loki, this is madness -"
"Is it? Is it really?" Loki chuckled darkly. "I pushed you off the bridge to your death -"
"Not deliberately -"
"Are you sure about that?" he grinned slyly. Desdemona's face hardened at his words.
"I am." she said, lifting her head up. "Because I know you. You didn't mean it just like I know you don't mean to do all of this." She stepped towards him. "Don't take me as a fool, I can see when you're not in your right mind. Your eyes have turned to blue instead of your lovely green."
Loki looked in the reflection and saw she was indeed right. "Fight it, Loki. Don't let it control you."
"I can't." A flicker of green came through. "I'm sorry I'm not the man you love. I'm a monster. A killer. A Frost Giant."
"Loki. . ." She wrapped her arms around his neck, his arms going around her waist. "It does not matter to me if you're Frost Giant or not. It doesn't define you. You do. And you're my Loki that I fell in love with, just lost."
"I still love you." Loki whispered into her ear. "I still love you, don't ever forget that in the future."
"I won't." she whispered back. "Just don't forget that I still love you even after all this - I always will."
"After all this time?" he asked incredulous.
"Always."

***

He stood beside Thor, watching as his wife said her farewells to the Avengers. He was defeated, and now he was on his way home to Asgard with his brother and wife. Plans of being freed from Thanos was etching in his mind. He wanted him gone; away from him. He wanted his wife and a family, not a throne and Thanos hovering around him. He needed to be free with his wife. But it was going to take time. Precious time for that to happen.

And it happened when the attack of the Dark Elves arrived.

The End