Illusions | Loki & Jane

21. The Greater Good

The sky outside the small town was grey and clouded and the cold winter air tickled her nose. Jane covered herself with the furred collar of her coat to shield her face from the snowflakes coming from the sky. Winter had arrived soon this year, as she remembered yesterday she hadn't needed a jacket yet. She was walking slowly, step by step, since her feet sank into the depths of the snow. She didn't know where she was going, but she had to continue walking, due to her fear of freezing.

"Jane." A man's voice reached out to her through the snow storm. It was a calm and dark voice, nevertheless with a tender undertone. She looked around and found a silhouette not far from her standing in the white landscape. She couldn't recognize anyone yet, but she knew the voice. Her eyes were narrowed as she moved closer to the man.

"Jane." He said again, this time more forceful. Her eyes widened as she recognized him. Her heart was pounding strongly against her chest. She hadn't seen him for a long time and now he was standing before her, in the middle of nowhere. The dark, long hair was waving in the wind and the snowflakes were dancing around him, as if he was controlling him. He did not wear winter's cloths, merely a suit.

"Aren't you freezing?" Jane asked confused, looking at the man's outfit.

"No." John answered. "Don't you remember? I was never cold." 

That was the truth. He had never felt the cold as she did. She hated the winter and its stinging air, however John had been walking through the iciness as if it was a climatic spa. It was like he didn't feel the cold at all. Whenever they were outside and she couldn't feel herself anymore, John took her hands or wrapped himself around her to warm her. He never shivered and his skin always had the same temperature - not warm, but not cold either-, which was something she had thought about, yet never really considered to look into.

"What are you doing here?" The woman asked when her common sense had returned.

"I wanted to congratulate you." He said in a cruel and unfeeling voice.

"With what?" She asked dumbfounded. Why congratulate? And why was he being so distant towards her?

"With your marriage." He replied just as coldly and signed towards some people standing nearby. It was Thor - wearing a suit as well - receiving the congratulations of the guests. Now Jane felt the confusion spread inside of her. "I didn't marry him." She answered offended. "I barely know -" She didn't finish the sentence, due to the fact that she had gazed down on the robes she was wearing. A wedding dress? This was bizarre. Especially because it was a princess gown, like she knew from the Disney Cinderella movie. She would never wear a dress like that! What on earth was going on?
"How did you find out?" She asked.

"It was on the internet everywhere." John replied, with dead eyes. "The most famous astrophysicist marries the God of Thunder. Well done." The hatred was visible and hearable. "I guess I was too plain for you, was I? I am sorry that I am not a God." He hissed.

"No!" Jane cried out. "You were never plain to me! I would have married you, if you would not have left me!"

"Well, it is too late for that now, is it?" The man put his hand in the inside pocket of his blazer and grabbed something. It was a gun.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" The woman was outraged seeing the weapon in John's hand.

"I am going to kill him." He answered and before Jane could do anything he aimed the gun at Thor and shot once, striking him in the middle of his chest. The God fell backwards, looking at Jane in shock, before hitting the ground. Blood was pouring out of his wound and a red stream was making its way through the white snow, right up to her feet.