One-shots/Short Stories

Loki Laufeyson

Fiction and Reality
Together the Odinson brothers fought alongside their friends; Warriors Three, Sif, and Lady Tanya - powerful sorceress and great warrior woman alongside Sif. Since she was the most powerful sorceress, many enemies from different realms try to get her to no avail. She was committed to Asgard and Asgard only. And also because she's with Loki - husband and wife.
"Don't you just love it?" Tanya called out to her husband during their battle against rebels. "Fighting alongside your lover?"
"Aye, a true feeling of connection!" Loki called back sarcastically. "Not like I don't worry for your safety and all!" While saying that, he threw one of his daggers to a rebel that tried to kill his wife from behind. Tanya gave him an innocent smile.
"Thank you, my love." she said in a sweet tone. Loki rolled his eyes at her, giving her a quick kiss.
"Anything for you."

***

Years later. . .
"Why won't you bring Thor back?" Tanya cried out to him. "Don't you want him back?"
"I can't redo Odin's wish!" Loki snarled back, a look of evilness washing over him. "Besides, Thor would be a foolish King; craving battle and trouble."
"This is not you, Loki -"
"If you think that, then you don't know me at all, wife." Loki hissed. A look of hurt washed over her face, Loki's look of anger vanishing when he realised what he did. "Tanya -"
"You're right," she whispered, walking away from him, "I don't know who my husband is anymore."

***

Two years later. . .
Loki sat on the lonely bench in his glass cell, eyes closed. He was waiting patiently for the brainwashed Clint Barton to come with his men and get him out of here, as well as getting back his sceptre.
His eyes snapped open when he heard the sound of an argument coming from outside his cell room. "Ma'am, you can't come here -" he heard a man say.
"Leave me!" came a familiar voice. Loki smiled at the sound of his wife, standing close to the glass. The doors opened to the room revealing the woman he secretly missed. Oh how different she looked. Her used-to-be bright eyes were now dark, her radiant skin now pale and sicken-looking, her strong form now weak. Loki wondered what happened and grew concerned.
Without breaking eye contact, she opened his cell door and entered it, the door closing behind her. "Tanya, my darling -"

SMACK!

Loki's face whipped to the side from her slap. He stared down at the ground in shock. Sure she looked weak, but she still had that strength she had during battles.
"Two years." she hissed, glaring menacingly at him. "Two years I thought you were dead."
"Obviously I am not -"

SLAP!

"You selfish, arrogant man!" she cried out, tears leaking down her face. "Do you not know the struggles and pain I went through, thinking you were dead? That the last time I ever saw you, you were falling off the rainbow bridge? Did you not think that while you may have gone out the easy way, I was stuck in Asgard with memories of the happy days, and the thought that my husband was no longer with me and that I had failed at being a wife? DID YOU?"
"Tanya. . ." he looked at her sadly.
"And now when I start to realise that you were not coming back, I hear from your mother that you're alive and trying to invade Midgard!"
"She is not my mother!" Loki hissed, turning his back on her. He may have missed her, but at the moment he did not want her in his presence. "You should know that. They were liars!"
"You know well that they love you -"
"Do they? Do they really?" Loki chuckled humourlessly. "Odin treated Thor as the golden child. Odin planned all along that he was to be King, not me! He made me think that I had a chance, only to not even be considered! I shall always be in that oaf's shadow while he still lives! Everyone adores him, wants him, loves him!"
"And you think that no one loves you?" she asked quietly. "So what am I then?"
Loki's eyes softened, turning back to face her. She was staring down at the ground with tears still falling down her face, trying to muffle her sobs. "Tanya. . ." He brought his vulnerable wife into his arms. "I'm sorry for all the pain I have given you. I love you, never doubt that."
"I love you too." she whispered. "But please -" she looked up at him sadly, "-please stop this. Just come back home to me. To our son."
"Son?" Loki pulled away from her in disbelief. Tanya smiled sheepishly, nodding.
"I found out two days later after you fell." she explained quietly. "I kept him. Something that would remind me of you. Raised him with stories of how amazing his father is."
"I'm no amazing father now." Loki murmured, wanting to give up on invading Midgard. But he couldn't; Thanos was keeping an eye on him. If he failed. . .
"I'm sorry." Loki told her, his eyes turning back to the scary blue. "But I can't come back to Asgard with you."

***

"Papa!"
"Edaron." Loki smiled at the holograph image of his three-year-old son. "How are you faring?"
"Good." he giggled.
"How's your mother?"
"Fighting wif Uncle in battle."
"Is she now?" Loki tilted his head. "Who are you with?"
"Hello Loki."
"Mother." Loki said curtly, turning around to see her. She smiled at him softly. "How nice to see you. Thank you for letting me see my son today."
"Anything for you and Tanya." Frigga smiled gently at him. "I know how much it means for the both of you to have equal amounts of time together with your son."
"Quite hard to when you're in a cell." Loki couldn't help but snap. "I may see my son everyday, but not once have I ever held him in my arms."
"I know it's hard on you -"
"How would you know?" Loki muttered darkly. Frigga gave him a stern look.
"I get to see you everyday and not be able to have you in my arms -"
"You're not my mother!" Loki hissed. Frigga's expression fell. He immediately felt regret at his words. "You're not my mother." he repeated lowly, like he was trying to accept it.
"Very well then." Frigga tried hiding her sadness with a smile. "I'm afraid I have to leave now. New books will be on your way. Edaron, time to say goodbye to your father."
"Bye-bye, Papa." Edaron said sadly. Loki gave his son a sad smile.
"Until next time, young one."

***

"Loki!" Tanya came to his side immediately, her hands falling to his stab wound. She pressed down on it in an attempt to stop the bleeding. "Come on, you're going to be okay -"
"Loki, you fool!" Thor came to the other side of him.
"I know, I know - I'm a fool, I'm a fool." Loki gasped out. They were in Svartelheim, in an attempt to get rid of the Aether inside of Jane Foster, Thor's lover. While failing and accidentally giving it to Malekith, they fought his guards. And Loki killed the biggest one -Kurse- only to get stabbed himself.
"You're going to be okay." Tanya told him with tear-filled eyes. "You're going to meet Edaron in person -"
"Tell him I love him -"
"No-no, you don't need to." she shook her head. "You're going to tell him that yourself. Hang on, I'll heal you -"
"It's too late." Loki told her quietly, gasping for breath still. "Please, do that for me. Tell him I love him, and give him a hug for me."
"I'll tell father what you did today." Thor told him sadly. "I'll tell him what you did for him."
"I didn't do it for him." Loki said, turning to Tanya. "I love you." he whispered to her.
"I love you too." She felt her whole world shatter. Her Loki. Her husband. Her lover. The father of her child. Gone. Dead. Never coming back -

"And. . .CUT! That's a wrap, guys!" A bell ringed signalling the end of the day. "Thank you for coming, guys! See you at the after party tonight!"
Everyone cheered, packing everything up. Chris Hemsworth,Tom Hiddleston, and Macy Smithers stood up with smiles on their faces. "We did it!" she sighed. "We finished Thor 2."
"It was nice working with you two again, mates." Chris told them in his Aussie accent. "Until the next movie!"
"Until the next movie!" Tom laughed, giving him a bro hug.
"I'm going to find 'Edaron'." Macy smiled. "I want to say goodbye to him."
"I'll join you." Tom offered. "He was my 'son', after all."
"And my 'nephew'." Chris added with a grin. Macy walked a few metres ahead of them, Chris and Tom trailing behind. Chris noticed Tom staring after Macy with a longing look on his face. For a moment Chris thought Tom was truly Loki, looking over at his wife with affection and love. "You should tell her." Chris told him. Tom snapped out of his daze and gave him a confused look. "Tell Macy your feelings." Chris elaborated. Tom shook his head with wide eyes.
"No way, man." Tom refused. "She doesn't like me that way -"
"Trust me, she does." Chris nodded to said woman who was saying her farewells to the little boy she thought of as a son. "Go tell her."
Tom stared at her for a moment, marvelling at the sight of her interacting with a child. If he thought of it in Loki's point of view, it looked like his wife was showering affection on their son. Tom wanted that. He wanted the family Loki has.

Except the bit where he dies but then fakes his death.

"I will." Tom assured his friend. "Tonight at the after party. I'll tell her my true feelings."
"That's the spirit." Chris patted him on the back. "Now, where's my nephew!" Said boy giggled in reply at his booming voice coming their way.
Macy turned to Tom and gave him a smile that he found absolutely breathtaking. He then knew that she was the one; that she was the Tanya to his Loki.

The End