The words 'You are not my brother.' coming from Thor stung Loki badly. It hurt in a way that Loki hadn't felt in centuries. But those words alone couldn't break the sibling love he felt for Thor; no, it wasn't all that romantic.These feelings are equivalent to caring about a sibling.During the fight; Loki made Thor drop the scepter. Thor crashed into the living room of Tony Stark's tower. Loki made a huge rock appear out of no where then shoved the scepter into the rock, furious over it. The Hulk took care of Thor by using him as a rag doll.
"Going to the Shawermama restaurant, Loki?" Clint asks.
"I'll catch up." Loki said. "I have someone to check on."
This is all after they finally ended the Chitauri's gate way to New York and defeated Thor. Thor is cuffed, and, in a very special cell built specifically for him.
"Thor?" Clint asks.
"No." Loki said.
"So, none of my business?" Clint asks.
"Yes." Loki said.
Clint went with the rest of the Avengers to the restaurant, and Loki decided to use his magic to track down the two remaining members of the Bailey Family.It felt like a whole year had passed since Loki had seen Elizabeth. But it hadn't been that long since he had seen Amy what felt like half an hour ago, oh wait, it has been that long.
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...Near a Church...
...5 minutes after...
Loki walks to a front door; taking on a different disguise of a young man in his twenties.The door creaks open there he could see a couple dead bodies behind the benches. One of which belonged to Amy. He looks forward seeing Jake curled up with a sleeping figure.Loki could tell that Jake is injured at the neck area.
Jake the Elk lifts his head up, weakly.
"Shh." Loki said, putting a finger on his lips.
There is an open casket across from Jake the Elk. Loki could see a young man in his late thirties in the open casket with a wound in his torso that had bled out through the blue and white plaid polo.Jake the Elk lowers his head weakly down to the floor laying it to the side.Loki could hear lower singing as he approaches Elizabeth's small body.
"It'll be okay." Elizabeth said, as Loki noticed that were other wounds on Jake the Elk. These wounds could not be healed over time; they are fatal.Her voice resumes to singing. "You can hold on, just for this ha-our," She strokes his fur so gently with tears in her eyes.Loki had mistaken Elizabeth was asleep because her eye-lids were so low. "Can you see the light? You can go, and, I'll be here, until you see me again."
Jake the Elk is dying.
"I don't see that happening right now, because momma gonna buy a mocking jay." Elizabeth sings, taking a shaky sigh. "Nothing's gonna change between you and I, nothing's gonna break until we see each other again, so let's just say goodbye for one last time." Jake the Elk turns his head towards Elizabeth weakly making a whistle and then licks her trembling face. Elizabeth laughs making one of her happy smiles while shaking."Goodbye, Jake."
Jake lowers his head to the floor staring off towards Loki's direction.
Jake the Elk died in the church.
Elizabeth fell asleep, finally, with her cheek dripping of tears.
"Is that how you go?" Loki said in a low voice walking towards the two. "Dying like that? So over dramatic."
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