Ashes (MCU/Loki fan fic)

Broken

Heimdall used all his dark magic to bring you back regardless hearing your cry.

You were dying.

You fell onto the floor of the castle and coughed blood and puked the crimson everywhere. Everyone's heard pounded in joy and complete horror.

"GET HER TO A HEALING ROOM!" Thor screamed. You were picked up by Heimdall and he took off in an inhuman sprint towards The healing rooms the others following slower behind.

You body writhed and you coughed and your eyes slowly pulled shut. You were out.

Heimdall rushed as fast as possible to the healing rooms. Every guard and healer, even Odin and Frigga stood by as you were brought in.

"What is going on!?" Odin yelled them saw you. Frigga gasped. Thor joined their side as the healers quickly began working on you, you still unconscious.

"Her lungs and filling with blood-" "She's got a wither type sickness all through her" "critical head injury" "OUT!" The healers exclaimed as they began working on you.

Word of your discovery spread through the kingdom. Every sort of magic possible from Asgard was summoned to help you.

You were on the edge of death.

Everyone, including Odin, waited for you to wake up.

The healers worked on you for over fourteen hours before you were moved to a room to rest.

You should have died. You should be dead.

You were saved.

But you were broken.

-

"It's nothing we've ever seen my King." The healers informed.

"Is she stable?" Thor asked.

"Physically. She's suffered such trauma- we fear she may never be the same...." she finished.

Odin nodded and she left. They waited outside your room.

-

You smelled fruit. Sweet fruit, the peaches you'd always pick from Asgard gardens. You could smell fresh air, and light shown through your eye lids inna bright orange.

Before you even opened your eyes, you began to laugh. Your hands tightened on the soft silk of sheets. You heard furniture creak and knew someone was sitting by you.

You laughed out and gripped the silk and opened your eyes looking straight to the pained gold ceiling.

The warriors three, Sif, Thor, Heimdall, Frigga, Odin, and even Kana stood around you.

None of which, had ever seen to laugh in such state.

You slowly looked down to them all, scanning over their faces and sat up still laughing. Kana looked scared, they all did.

You laughed out and gripped the silk sheets as tight as possible lifting them to your face and taking a deep sniff.

You used them to wipe your face then looked back to them.

"You're safe now." Thor said. You nodded slowly and tried to catch your breath. Kana moves from Heimdalls grip, everyone looked to her. She walked and poured a glass of water, before crawling up onto the bed with it and sitting next to you.

"Here." She simply said and you lifted your shaky hands to the cup, almost spilling it so instead she held it, and helped you take a drink.

You sighed and calmed down, and she sat the glass by the bed. You rubbed your face, it felt bruised.

You turned to kana and she smiled. "You're going to be okay." She said sweetly grabbing a small ice pack and helping you raise it to the bruised spot.

Her mom walked in and Kana left, she wouldn't touch you. Thankfully.

You sat back shakily as Thor propped you a pillow.

"Shivanaala." Thor said smiling. You slightly smiled and he reached a hand up, in theory to help get your hair from your face.

But you grabbed a kitchen knife from the table and raised it, the tip right in his hand. He froze, as everyone did.

You shook and dropped the knife. "Don't- " you swallowed.

"don't touch me."