Misunderstood [Avengers fanfiction]

Chapter 13

It's evening time, and in my head was nothing but a replay of Loki's death. I hug my bolster tightly. I'm afraid, afraid to love, afraid to feel. I could feel darkness wrapping me around. Should I create hallucinations to help me cope as if he was never gone? Just like what I did when my family died. Or I should just grow to be stronger. I will not let our story dies as a tragedy like Romeo and Juliet... Speaking of which, how does he know about it? Do they study Shakespeare in Asgard? Doesn't matter. When Romeo killed himself because he thought Juliet was dead but Juliet killed herself because Romeo is dead. Was Loki afraid I might kill myself?

I will train myself, even more, forcing the true limits of my powers, for a bigger threat and I know exactly who it is. I have seen him in Loki's past. Thanos was his name, his goal is to collect all the infinity stones, which is why he sent Loki back to earth to collect it for him.

"I'll be stronger... I may be no god, I am not Juliet, but I will be a Queen, the Queen of darkness," I mumbled to myself. Honestly, queen of darkness sounds really boring, but my powers are given from the darkness. So I am not wrong. Loki just you see, though the Romeo has fallen, this Juliet will rise.