Lies (A Loki/Avengers fanfiction)

TRUTH

TRUTH

Listen to this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8PBoTj4J8eM

At the beginning of the story, I told you I lied. And that was true, I do.

But I haven't lied to you. Everything I have told you is true.

I go by the name Ash.

I am a master assassin.

I stood by Loki when no one else did.

And I grew to love him, though he doesn't know that.

These are my final moments.

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I sat in my cell, slouched against the wall. The guards had come to tell me earlier that today was my last day alive. It was 3 months after the New York attack.

Loki? Are you there?

Of course.

It's time.

Wha- What do you mean?

Loki knew full well what I meant, but I wasn't about to get snappy at him.

I'm on death row. The day was going to come soon anyway. I have about... 5 minutes before they come and get me.

Everything is going to be o-

No! It's not Loki. You know full well it isn't. I'm going to die and there's nothing either of us can do about it.

He didn't reply for a while.

Sing for me.

What?

Sing. For. Me.

Is this your way of calming me down because it isn't going to work.

Just do it. For me.

Ever since I could remember,

Everything inside of me,

Just wanted to fit in

I was never one for pretenders,

Everything I tried to be,

Just wouldn't settle in

A guard opened the cell door and entered, handcuffing my arms and pulling me up.

If I told you what I was,

Would you turn your back on me?

And if I seem dangerous,

Would you be scared?

I get the feeling just because

Everything I touch isn't dark enough

If this problem lies in me

I was marched outside into the walled area where I had spent an hour each day for the last 3 months.

I'm only a man with a candle to guide me,

I'm taking a stand to escape what's inside me.

A monster, a monster,

I've turned into a monster,

A monster, a monster,

And it keeps getting stronger.

They stood me at the end of the field, on concrete, so my blood would be washed away easily, I assume. Six men were in front of me, holding semi-automatic rifles. Only one gun held the bullet that I knew. But they only needed one bullet to kill me. They put their guns into firing position, waiting for the order to fire.

Loki?

Yes?

I love you.

Six shots rang out as I was enveloped by white light.