Long And Lost (Book II)

Ch.21: A sign that read: The end of love (finale)

Sigyn was meditating with Stephen again. His progress had been less than satisfactory for him, he insisted on draining himself during the lessons, no matter how many times Sigyn told him it was useless. Stephen needed to wind down before they could continue.
She had managed to relax her mind enough, but she could feel a certain urgency underneath. She kept repeating herself Loki was fine, that whatever issue, he would solve it and make it safe back to her. But the fear spread through her mind like wildfire.

Sigyn broke her meditation, startling Stephen.

No.

She gasped for air and clutched at her throat. Desperation filled her senses, as fast as the air was slipping out. She could hear Stephen saying something, holding her up, but her ears were buzzing.

Loki!

I am so sorry, my love. It looks like I won't be able to keep my promise.

Nonononono!! Don't-

Sigyn closed her eyes tight and focused on Loki. She saw Thanos' face in front of her, his hand on Loki's throat, squeezing Loki's life away. The tesseract was in his power. The ship had been destroyed. Thor was kneeling on the floor, bound by heavy metal pieces. Loki was clawing helplessly at the titan's hand as he drifted off consciousness.

I am so sorry. I love you so much!

Loki, don't let go! I can-

You can't, not this time, Sigyn...

Loki's life was slowly slipping from her grasp. The lack of air was clouding her vision, as were the tears. The pit of her stomach jolted harshly and painfully, as if someone was ripping her insides out through her skin.

Please! I cannot lose you again!

I love you.

Sigyn screamed. Her shaking hands were turning blue, her lungs were screaming for air, her head felt like it was going to explode. Her stomach jolted again, and again. Each time more painful than before.

No resurrections this time.

With an excruciating pain on the back of her neck, Sigyn passed out on the floor.

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Dark.

Cold.

Where am I?

When Sigyn woke up again, she was pained and disoriented. Opening her eyes, she realized she was still in the sanctum, laying on a sofa. Out of habit, she tried to reach for Loki, just to realize he wasn't there. The breath she took was more of a sob and tears filled her eyes.

The noise alerted Stephen, who rushed to her side.

"What happened? Do you feel okay?" He said, sitting beside her.

Sigyn shook her head. She couldn't say it, not yet.

"The asgardians won't be making it to Earth." She muttered. "Their ship was attacked." Sigyn swallowed hard. "He's coming."

Stephen's face lost all its colors. "Well, damn..."

Several images flooding her head made Sigyn dizzy. "Company... New York Sanctum."

Before Stephen could ask, Wong sent a warning. Stephen and Sigyn took a portal to the New York Sanctum, and they arrived at the same time a loud crashing sound shook the whole building. A multicolored light Sigyn recognized as bifrost bridge light had come through the ceiling, bringing Bruce with it. He was coming back from being the Hulk, and stared at the wizards, confused. Then, he saw Sigyn.