Torn Between Lies

Chapter Fifteen~To Hell With Loki

Thor stood wiping the glass of his hammer. Should I call Tony? It's just a tiny trip, right? "Hey when were done, you think you could open the portal back here, I promise Tony no space travel and no tricks," I say jokingly.

Stephen perks up remembering something, and starts waving his hand "Oh almost forgot."

Suddenly there's screaming, soft at first, but then it gets louder as if coming for us. I step down and lean on the other railing confused "What the?"

From above, A portal opens and someone falls out landing hard on the floor almost hitting me, but not before I scream, jumping back up a couple of stairs to the other side of the staircase, clutching to it like my life depended on it.

The man groaned, oh god he was alive! "...I have been falling...for thirty minutes!" he shouts. My breath goes silent, stops on a dime. That voice, him, he, how? I gasp and watch as he stands, those bluish-green eyes boring into my bluish-gray ones. Thor bites his lip as if finally remembering "Oh gods, Illisha I should have told you when I saw you-"

"Shut up Thor. Don't. Say. Anything." I say, I have so many questions, who, what, where, when, how?! I slowly stand, the two of us, our eyes never leaving each other. I tentatively let go of the railing and he takes a step forward, we each keep taking baby steps until we're face to face with each other.

"Illisha..." he starts.

I...I missed him so much "Loki?" I looked all around him, no blue, no blur, no him being dead. Wait, he pretended to be dead, I mourned him, cried for him, and he didn't even send one sign he was alive!

I put both my hands on his chest "Loki."

He begins a small smile, as do I "YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!!" I scream, flipping him and myself so that he was on the ground and I was sitting on top of him pinning him down. In between my shouts, I was hitting him and slapping him "WHAT! IS! FUCKING! WRONG! WITH! YOU! YOU! CAN'T! JUST! FAKE! YOUR! SHITTING! DEATH! AND! LEAVE! SOMEONE! LIKE! THAT! FOR! FOUR! BITCHEN! YEARS! YOU! MOTHER! FUCKER!!!!"

On my last scream, I put a shield around my right fist and right hook Loki in the chin sending him out from under me. I pant closing my eyes "Are you okay?" asked Stephen leaning against the wall.

"No....but I feel a little better I needed that," I say standing and shake his hand "Thank you for your help."

"Your welcome. Good luck." Stephen gestures with both hands and pulls the magic portal over us. Just like that, Thor, me, and the piece of shit are in Norway.

Beautiful, undisturbed nature. We were on the cliffs above the ocean nearby. Loki lands on the ground, the portal closing behind us. "Father?" asked Thor.

A lone figure sit on a rock at the other side of the meadow at the cliff's edge, waves crashing below.     It is Odin. He's dressed plainly in humble human clothes. We approach him quickly.

"Look at this place. It's beautiful," says Odin as if in a trance, I remember him being more ruthless.

"Father, it's us."

"My sons. I've been waiting for you."

"I know. We've come to take you home."

"Home, yes. Your mother, she calls me. Do you hear it?"

Thor and Loki move to stand on either side of Odin. Thor fires a look at Loki, who holds up his hands in defense. "Loki, lift your magic," says Thor. Odin turns to Loki, who stiffens. But Odin smiles "Took me quite a while to break free from your spell. Frigga would have been proud."

Loki is moved by this gesture. He looks over to see Thor staring at him, anger building. Odin puts a hand on Thor's shoulder, calming him. "Come and sit with me. I don't have much time." Thor and Loki sit beside him. I take a step back to give them a moment.