Thor: Ragnarok - The Avengers: Infinity War - The Avengers: Endgame
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Tony stark gave his life so we could make something of ours.
*EDITING SPRING OF 2023*
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Loki and I trekked up a tall staircase that ended in a long hallway with a plethora of closed doors on each side. He stopped dead in his tracks at the very last one on the left hand side, briefly hovering a fingerprint scanner with his index finger. The door then slowly opened, allowing us to step inside the brightly lit bedroom.
I rubbed my wrists together, noticing how the cuffs had left dark red marks along my skin. The rawness stung, which further fueled my anger.
I lashed out at Loki before I allowed myself to think it through, smacking him hard across the face in a single motion. He gasped in shock when my palm collided with his pale cheek, its colour instantly shifting to a light shade of pink. He didn't look in pain, I doubt a slap could do much damage to a God. Still I hoped to deliver a message he might actually understand.
"How dare you?" He sneered, eyes wide as he cupped his cheek.
"Me?" I spat, rubbing my stinging palm against my stomach, "Are you serious? You've been here this whole time, telling knock-knock jokes and drinking cocktails while we could have died! Fine, you don't give a shit about me, fair enough. I don't expect you to, given the fact that we only just met, but Thor is your brother and you left him for dead! You should be ashamed of yourself."
Loki placed a hand on his hip.
"What was I supposed to do, then? Risk my own life to look for precious little Thor, who could have been anywhere in the entire universe? You said it yourself, you two only just got here. I have been here for weeks, trapped in this godawful place pretending to be one of these idiots. How was I ever supposed to find my brother?" Loki paused, and then whispered under his breath, "I can't believe a petty human just laid her hand on me."
He disappeared into the bathroom with a scowl on his face and emerged moments later with a fluffy red towel, which he roughly tossed in my direction. I barely managed to catch it before it hit me in the face, and I narrowed my eyes at him. I had to bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from cursing him out and instead thanked him in a small whisper.
He scoffed. I ignored him.
"So, what exactly is going to happen now?" I asked him after the turmoil between us settled into a state of discomfort and awkward tension.
My stomach churned at the thought of leaving Thor in the hands of the Grand Master. That crazy son of a bitch wouldn't hesitate to kill him, and I could not let that happen. Not in a million years. Thor was my best bet of getting the fuck back home, and I did not plan on being stuck in this shithole for all of eternity.
"Thor is going to fight the Grand Master's champion. He's going to lose and will probably die, while we spend the rest of eternity on this forsaken planet. You might become one of the Grand Master's sex slaves, I don't know." Loki stated simply.
