Everlasting Silence

Chapter 18

Hello everyone. I'm finally updating. This was supposed to be a filler chapter but... I couldn't type it and I had been putting the update off for so long that I was feeling guilty so...

Here it is. I really hope that you like it. If you don't I am sorry.
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A loud groan escaped Tony's lips as he fell, hard, onto the floor. Before he could get up another body, Strange's, fell on him effectively knocking the wind out of him. Pushing Strange off, he saw someone else hurtling towards him and scrambled to get out of the way or else become a cushion. 

Thor landed with a heavy thud onto the white floor, Clint landing on him not a second too late. Natasha's red hair came into his view as she landed on her feet, Captain landing besides him, not on his feet though. Tony smirked, feeling satisfied at the crumpled heap that was Captain America. 

"Where are we?", Strange's voice broke him out of his musings. Tony finally took time to look around. Wherever they were, the person really didn't know good color schemes because the whole place was white. White walls and ceiling. No furniture. It unnerved Tony. A lot. 

"Hello everyone.", a voice spoke up behind them. Everyone turned around and saw Loki. Standing there, arms folded behind his back, in a full black suit. 

"L-Loki?", Thor stammered yet an edge of anger was visible. "This is where you've been? All this time?"

"I believe you have mistaken me, brother of mine. I am merely an illusion," he passed a hand through himself as a demonstration, "assigned to do a simple task. Show what you came here to see." With a wave of his hand, he conjured chairs, making the Avengers sit. "I am curious though, where is my current self?"

No one answered and illusion Loki sighed. "No answers. Very well. Besides," he grinned, "it is your questions that I should be answering. So, ask away."

"What is this place?", surprisingly Strange was the first one to ask. Loki narrowed his eyes at the mystic doctor. "You are a wizard are you not? You should know."

"Are you telling me that this is like a pocket dimension?"

"Close. Unlike a pocket dimension is space, that I created, inside the diary. This place is in my control. Completely." He gave a feral grin that made Tony shudder. "Do not be afraid. I have no intentions to harm any of you."

Before Strange could ask something else, Natasha asked a question that was the reason Tony had even begun the diary. "What did Loki-uh you mean when you said you wanted 'someone’ to know"? What did you want to tell?"

Loki, or his illusion, stilled his back towards them. In a soft voice he spoke. "I believe it is time then."

"Time? Time for what?", Thor asked. 

"For you to learn the truth. And for me to complete my purpose." He once again waved his hand and a screen, like Tony's, lit to in front of them. "I truly hope that you will not use this information against my current self." Another flick and the white room became dark and Loki appeared. It looked as if they would get to know after all. 

Loki hung from the edge of the bifrost, his hand on Gungnir, Thor holding the staff with all his might, Odin behind him. Loki couldn't help but feel the hate and disappointment at failing so miserably.  He couldn't even stop himself from telling Odin, "I could have done it Father! For you! For all of us!"

He could have. He could have made them proud. Thor was doing the same thing too wasn't he? He wanted that. He was just ridding the world of monsters by killing the Jotuns. And yet what Odin said broke him. "No Loki."

'No Loki.' Why?! Why couldn't he have done it? Was he really that useless? Was he truly that insignificant? Did everything he did mean nothing?! Did he really man nothing? 'No Loki.' He knew what lay beneath him. The void. And in that moment Loki lost all hope of being accepted. He did the only thing that he knew would take the pain away. He let go. The last thing he heard was Thor's scream before everything became silent.