Knowing Loki (FANFICTION)

Winning Isn't Everything

"Heiðr, wake up!"

I sat up suddenly, my head colliding with Loki's as I opened my eyes.

"Arh, you oaf, can you not awaken like a normal person?" He grumbled, rubbing his forehead.

"Apologies, but you should not wake me in such a brash manner." I held his head and placed a kiss. The read mark disappeared.

"Yes, well. It is time to awaken, your fight with Sif is to commence soon."

"Ah, I had forgotten. Thank you." I sat up and changed my outfit from sleepwear to my 'Asgardian' attire.

He stood awkward for a moment.

"Are we okay?" I asked, suggesting only his feelings would be negative.

"Of course. Now that we are on the same page, no confusion shall occur." He showed no emotion, his eyes peridot.

"Wonderful. These sleeping arrangements work well, I quite enjoy dreaming."

"What did you dream of?" He asked, hiding his interest.

"I died. It was quite invigorating." I smiled.

His expression of confusion pleased me.

"I tried to kill Thanos, but he saw through my plan and grasped my neck, crushing my throat, then you woke me up. It is strange to feel you have died, only to wake and be alive. I have only heard of such things." I headed for the door.

"Could it be a vision?"

"Possibly. You and Thor were there, upon a spaceship." I unlocked the door, which I had also cast a spell over to stay locked.

"Ah, you two have awakened." Thor stated as he walked towards us. "I was just about to awaken you myself."

"Where is Hljóð?" I asked.

"She is at the arena awaiting you. Sif awaits you as well, she has been warming up for the past hour."

"I see. Give us one moment."

"I shall see you there." He continued on.

"Second thoughts?" Loki asked with a smirk.

"No, I merely require a warm-up." I grabbed his hand and took us to the private gardens he loved to roam so many years ago.

"What are we doing here?"

"I needed somewhere private with space." I stood in a defensive position and gave him the signal to attack.

He pulled out his daggers and made slices at me as I dodged him. His foot swept beneath me, but I ducked and jumped just in time.
As I stood, he slashed my cheek, then came at me with the other blade, I avoided every other attack.

It was now my turn, I started with hand attacks, throwing punches at him as fast as I could without causing exhaustion.
He blocked each one, so I formed my daggers and began trying to slice him.
I turned the dagger and stabbed him in the side, hitting his ribs with the blunt end.

He grabbed his side with one hand and glared at me. "That was uncalled for."

"So was this." I replied, pointing to my bloody cheek.

"Let us go. We will be late."

"Fine." I took his hand and appeared inside the doors leading to the training grounds. I was about to heal my cheek, when foot steps began from the corridor, Odin walked up to us.

"Hello there. I have come to watch your match with Sif."

"Ah, great Odin. I am overwhelmed with gratitude that you would attend this event. My deepest thanks." I bowed to him.