My Sweet Flame

Chapter 32. What?

Months had passed since I first came out of my room, and it was as if I had never been in love with him at all. I never mentioned him, and Sif, The Warriors Three, and I became a sort of close group with Thor, and we fought together, got drunk together, and even sang quite a bit. Very badly and out of tune, usually drunkenly, but sang nonetheless.

One day, almost 13 months after the incident, I was in the library reading, when unexpectedly, Thor came in.

"Y/N!" Thor boomed as I looked up, "Loki is alive and he is attempting to rule Midgard."

"What?"

He pulled me up and set my book on the table beside me.

"Come on, we have to stop him. He has killed many people and caused enough destruction already. We must bring him home."

I glanced longingly back at the copy of Romeo and Juliet sitting on the small table, but followed him quickly out of the library, changing into my fighting outfit as I walked. I hadn't changed the outfit much, but it was slightly noticeable. (Imagine the brown is a soft purple. Like lilac-brown. Yes, that's a color. Look it up.)

Thor began to fill me in on Loki and the problem at hand as we walked, and soon, We approached the Allfather.

"Are you ready?" The Great King asked us. We nodded, and he somehow managed to get us down to the clouds of Midgard by means of his staff.

Honestly, I didn't even know he could pull that level of dark magic...Or any dark magic really...I mean it makes sense, but seriously??? The golden spike does that too?

Apparently so Anti. Isn't there a book on it in the library or something?

Eh....Probably.

Thor created a large storm, and I used my left hand to point to a ship in the distance.

"There!" I yelled over the wind, "He's in there!"

He let go of my arm and I leaned forward and pushed myself to the ship with the Force. I opened the hatch as I approached and landed on the opening on two feet with my head down and my hair flying perfectly behind me as I slowly brought my head up. I knew I looked menacing as I walked forward. Two men, who I easily recognized as Captain Steve Rogers and Tony Stark took a step towards me.

"Excuse me Ma'am-" The Captain began.

I force-pushed them both back a few feet, surprising them and pushing them up against the wall. Loki, who was sitting down, looked me up and down before meeting my eyes with a fearful gaze.

"Hello Cupcake." He said shakily as he mustered a worried smile.

Captain America and the Iron Man exchanged a confused and worried glance as they made made an attempt to step forward again, but I was still holding them back, although Stark managed to put the Iron Man helmet on.

"Captain Rogers, Pleasure." I nodded, "Mr. Stark." I used the force to keep them from speaking.

I took a step forward and punched Loki hard across the face. He made a sort of noise out of pain.

"Missed you too." He muttered.

  Then suddenly Thor was behind me. He brushed past me, pulled Loki up, and jumped out of the jet.

"Always stealing my thunder." I breathed discontentedly and rolled my eyes.

I bowed mockingly to the two men, releasing them.

"Gentlemen, I gotta go." I saluted them cockily, "Nice meeting you, though."

I turned briskly and front-flipped into a dive out of the ship after the princes.