Miracles Do Happen

Chapter 5

The city was much closer now. Loki estimates that they'd arrive in about 53 minutes if they kept at their current pace.

Dawn had begun to show on the horizon, and both brothers took in its magnificence and beauty.

Thor took a glance around their surroundings, it was still a vast, open plain, though some trees were surrounding them, but since there were very little, they could easily maneuver around them with ease.

Thor took the time of silence to think.

So many thoughts were rushing through his head that he couldn't take them all in.

Of course, most thoughts were about Thanos and the attack on the Statesman. Pretty much everyone left of Asgard was dead, except for him and his brother.

And Heimdall was definitely dead...

Seeing all those bodies littering the ground...

It was disgusting...

Torture...

It was not salvation...

Thor sighed, deciding to keep everything he was thinking silent for now..

Turning his head to his Loki, he noticed the usually mischievous god was quiet and walking briskly.

Thor looked straight ahead again, as not to disturb and anger his brother.

His remaining thoughts were interrupted by a loud gasp and nearly a scream emitting from him as pain ricocheted through his body. He could taste the familiarity of metallic blood as he made contact with the cold ground.

"THOR!" Loki had yelled.

It was impossible for him to get to his feet, though he did see Xhosa looming over his battered form.

Thor went into a coughing fit, which mostly ended up with blood.

A burst of green magic had swarmed around the large man's hammer, and soon, where it had once been, was nothing.

"What-" Xhosa started in clear confusion, but before he could continue, a large burst of green light surrounded him as well, and the large man began to disappear.

"I will come back!" Xhosa exclaimed, "I will kill you both!!"

"Try us," Loki grumbled, clearly annoyed.

Then, Xhosa disappeared, and Loki stood there a moment before forcing himself to look at his older brother's bloodied and pale form.

He rushed over and collapsed to his knees, lifting Thor up a bit onto his lap.

Thor coughed, gasping for air, but the air he got was painful. So, so painful...

"Loki-" Thor rasped between frantic and painful breaths.

The young God's usually calm and stable hands were shaking wildly, his eyes flickering to every bloodied wound on Thor's body.

"Brother..I'm so sorry-" Loki said, and Thor could tell he was trying his best not to choke on his words.

Thor tried to lift his hand to touch his brother's face, but it trembled horrifically before falling back to his chest. His body was severely damaged, and it was a struggle to even blink.
"I know Loki, I-I know..."

Loki tried to conjure his healing magic, but in his panicking state, it was a struggle to even get a flicker to appear.

"I can't-I can't grip my magic...I need to heal you, I-" Loki stuttered, until Thor gripped his wrist. Loki noticed that his older brother's grip was weak. Too weak...this can't-this can't be happening.. Can it?

"It's okay, Loki..." Thor gasped, wincing once he stopped talking.

Loki gripped Thor's hand with both of his, bringing it to his chest.

Thor struggled to grasp onto life. He didn't want to die. He didn't want to leave his brother to do this alone.

Loki finally got his magic to work, but he was unsure if he could even heal the majority of the wounds.

When he tried, the more minor wounds healed up first, but when he tried on the severe wounds, barely anything happened, though the bleeding did slow a noticeable bit.

When that was all he could do, Loki put both of his hands on Thor's cheeks, placing his forehead on his, feeling the tears run down his face, which had now turned pale.

By now, Thor has passed out, likely from the extent of the excruciating pain.

When Loki found Xhosa again, he'd kill him, and make him suffer.

Thoughts were rushing through the God of Mischief's mind. What if he lost Thor? He'd have no one, and be alone like he always has been.

He sighed, laying beside his brother and protectively laid his arm over Thor's body.

Though he was passed out and probably couldn't hear him, he whispered.

"Goodnight, Brother. Don't forget that I love you."

And with that, his world was swallowed into blackness.