Loki - The Infinity Prophecy

You're not alone anymore.

The king of Asgard observed from afar his partners against the threat to the multiverse. They didn't seem even close to defeating her, not even with powerful beings like the bastard brothers he had in this reality or with so grand warriors like the ones still standing when he arrived. He hadn't stopped even to breathe better since the weird spaceships with shootings of what was going on in another reality appeared under his domains. The defeat would mean the end of everything. 

Now, so close to Original, he guided his medical team to join Bragi, commanded the monsters to help those who were already in the sky against the enemy and gathered together with the monarchs of that Midgard so that they organized the remaining troops of each one.

With Namor, T'Challa and Valkyrie it was possible that they could find a formation. The prejudice of the Asgardians of that place towards the Jotun that the leader of the newly-arrived showed to be could have been an obstacle for his plans, so as the reluctance among all of them to follow the orders of an unknown, but they had no better options. Even though the troops of each one of them had been reduced to an almost insignificant number of participants, it was still possible that they contributed for a greater good in the case of not positioning against that Loki.

The god of the truth galloped among the warriors he had at his disposal and analyzed each new face so that he didn't forget these strangers when paying tribute for those who gloriously had passed away to Valhalla on this day. He ordered the best gods in war he knew to start the movement by his side and opened a space for others who were strong enough to be there.

To see the goddess of thunder with Mjolnir wasn't a surprise, but yet he felt grateful when he saw her by his side. Jane in his world as a great friend and Asgard ally, a mere Midgardian who showed to be worthy of her status uncountable times and made her so-powerful weapon to correspond her so perfectly that no other being in all history was able to be equal to her. The woman was a magnificent ally and would have become worthy to reign in his place in the future if the circumstances hadn't caused her sacrifice.

- Lady Thor. – The king greeted her with a calm smile under the suspicious looks of the other monarchs and of Foster herself.

- Your majesty. – She answered, distrusting, but felt no angry or insecurity that the Loki she knew usually caused to her. That god weirdly inspired her peace and the comfort of a friend.

Their looks kept united for some seconds, but soon another presence caught the attention of the blue-skin being. Near there, as if waiting to be welcomed, it was the reflected image of her brother Odinson. He had an easy smile and the most splendid weapon ever forged for his kingdom as it had not the weight of its value, even seeming to be someone kind. If she didn't know so well the figure of her reality she would have easily believed in the goodness he emanated, but as trusting wasn't one of her greatest attributions, he stared at her questioningly as if waiting for an explanation about the non-hostility of the other.

- The Frigga where you came from was infertile and recognizing a god like your brother around here is a surprise? – The Valkyrie asked sarcastically, allowing Chris to near her naturally.

- I no longer see the god of the evil as my brother for a long time. – His voice became as cold as Jotunheim herself, however, he stopped bothering about the actor quickly, he didn't intend to allow his familiar disagreements caused unnecessary conflicts. His eyes looked for one of the loyal beasts that came to die by her calling, there was even caring in his expressions when he shouted its name. – FENRIR! – The gigantic wolf stopped its race to stare the king and came to him as an obedient dog, stopping by the side of that who looked alike so much one of his greatest enemies just as the gesture command of its master ordered. Hemsworth stepped back from the monster for precaution and didn't avoid showing he was being intimidated, while he neared it again, impatiently.