The Saviour (Loki Love Story)

Chapter 31 Hela

Scarlett's POV

My new destination is unknown. I expected to be in heaven or hell, or maybe Valhalla? However, I don't seem to be in any of those places. I seem to be in a dark void or something like that. There's only me. It's like an empty void with no sound, no heat, no light. And yet I can see that I am standing in mid-air, and walking on nothing. Thank god, I conquered my fear. I'm dressed in a green dress and I wasn't dressed in this when I died. Maybe Frigga dressed me in it for the funeral? Or maybe this is all a projection of my mind.

Suddenly, there's a voice which pierces through the darkness, "Hello Scarlett Jones, please take a seat."

A woman appears in front of me. She is in a black dress and is deathly pale. Like a reaper of death of something? The only thing that shows she's living is her bright green eyes, much like Loki's. Her slick back hair falls to one side, the same colours as Loki. Why do I keep comparing her to Loki? She makes a table and chairs appear using magic and gestures for me to sit down.

She then magically produces glasses of wine, "My name is Hela, I'm Loki's daughter."

My eyes widen as I take a sip of the wine, nearly choking on it, "Sorry... you are his daughter? That explains the similar features. I just didn't know you existed."

She chuckles, "It's a long story, anyway do you remember how you got here? How you died?"

It flashes before my eyes and I nod, "Yes I remember. Thanos poisoned me and I died in Loki's arms. I remember..."

She smirks as she says, "I see why he likes you, you have my father's spirit. No wonder why he fell in love with you." I smile, does she like me?

She then goes on, "But you were not supposed to die that day, not according to the prophecies anyway. So I'm going to bring you back from the dead, so you can be with my father."

I nearly choke on the wine again as it hits me, "You are going to bring me back to life? I didn't see that coming. As much as I am grateful but why?"

"You saved my father, you saved him from the darkness. I saw what you did for him so you must go back."

I nod, "Thank you. What do I have to do?

"No, thank you. Close your eyes and you will wake up where you died. Nice to meet you Lady Scarlett."

I close my eyes and then suddenly, I'm gasping for breath. I open my eyes and I'm on my bedroom floor, where I died. I'm alive, I'm back. Quickly I get up and see the wound is gone. I'm alive.

Thank you, Hela.

Immediately, I run out of our room and go straight into the throne room. I push open the doors and I see Thor is talking with Frigga and Odin. Where's Loki? They see me and their eyes widen.

I reach them in seconds and Thor pulls me into hug, closely followed by Frigga. Odin reaches us and he hugs me as well.

He pulls away keeping his hand on my shoulder, "Scarlett, God of Survival. How are you standing before us?"

I smile, "Loki's daughter brought me back to life."

"I'm glad she did; I can't watch my son punish himself a moment longer."

My eyes widen, "Where is he?"

He signs, "He asked me, after your funeral, to lock him in a cell until he could control himself. He wanted to keep a promise he made to you."

I smile, glad he kept his promise, "I see."

Odin turns to Thor as Frigga gives me another hug, "Bring Loki here now."

Thor nods and quickly runs out the room as I chat to Frigga about my brief meeting with Hela.

Loki's POV

I have no clue how long it has been since I lost Scarlett but it feels like weeks. But it's only been a few days. She never leaves my mind; her pure beauty haunts me every night. If only I could have her back again, to feel her in my arms again. Her kiss, her touch.

Then I hear footsteps and I look up from my siting position on the floor as Thor comes into view. He comes up to the cell and I wonder, what does he want now?

"What is it brother?"

He looks like he has seen a ghost or something.

"You need to come to the throne room."

I shake my head, "No, I won't leave this cell. And nothing you could say could ever change my mind."

He chuckles and I raise my eyebrows, "Scarlett is alive."

I feel my jaw drop as I slowly stand up as he opens the cell. He's being serious... but she can't be?

"What?"

Scarlett POV

I wait patiently by the throne as Frigga and Odin begin planning another feast to celebrate my return. But I don't want to celebrate, I want to be with Loki. I died and it hurt him. I only want to comfort him. To be in his arms again.

Suddenly, the doors to the throne room slam open and I stand up as Loki runs in followed by Thor. He sees me and freezes. I smile as he stares at me in complete shock. I study him as he study's me. His hair is curly and long, he looks strangely pale and is only wearing the basic robes with nothing leather on top. He's such a state, I can't believe I've done this to him.

I approach him as he seems to snap out the shock. And in seconds he's in front of me. He reaches out and touches my shoulder, he smiles.

"I'm really here Loki, it's really me."

I touch his cheek and a tear rolls down his face, "Scarlett? How? How is this possible?"

Then we hear a voice and we turn to see her, glowing in the black, "I believe you should be thanking me dear father."

Hela.

I can't help but smile as Loki reunites with his daughter.

"Thank you, Hela, my beautiful daughter. I'm so sorry for not being there for you, I should have been a better father."

She pulls away as she shakes her head, a smirk dancing on her lips, "You don't need to explain father or thank me. I know, I've always known. She saved you and I quite like your wife, she's just like you."

She likes me?

"Goodbye Father, got to go, the underworld needs me. Oh, and Scarlett, good luck." She then disappears.

She is just like Loki, mischievous and cryptic.

Quickly, I turn back to my beloved husband as he pulls me close and our lips meet. He kisses me with hunger I know only I can satisfy and I let him explore my mouth.

I reluctantly pull away as he says, "I really thought I lost you. I'm so sorry Scarlett."

"It wasn't your fault Loki. I'm just glad that I died in the arms of the man I love. And being brought back to life, is just bonus." He chuckles as I ask, "Are you going back to your cell?"

He smirks, "No."