Loki's Complications: The Daughter Of Mischief (Loki Fanfiction)

The Warning

"What?" Loki said flatly. "That I made an illusion and faked my death? No."

"It wouldn't be the first time," Loila pointed out, shifting her dagger in her hand.

"Lyra has a point," Loila said, eyeing them both cautiously. Her blonde hair looked like she had left New Asgard in a hurry.

Well, Lyra had sent her a message telling her that the brother she had watched die, Loki, was alive.

"It was the past Loki," Loki said, "Not me."

"Oh?" Lyra's eyebrows shot up as her voice filled with sarcasm. "You know what? You're right, because the past Loki isn't you. I can't believe I argued with you!"

"Knock it off Lyra, he's telling the truth," Loila said, stepping forward.

Lyra turned her flashing blue gaze on Loila. "You of all people? You're defending him?" Lyra looked at Loila with dramatic disbelief. "He used you during the Chitari! He faked his own death and locked you in a cell! He basically killed your father, and then he faked his death yet again with Thanos."

"Like you can talk!" Loila's eyes were suddenly matching Lyra's burning gaze, except with green flame. "He's my brother! You helped him in the war against the Chitari! You helped him take the throne, lock me up, and fake his death! You've driven men mad! And you're talking?"

Lyra held her ground, but she couldn't hide her wince. She turned and faced Loki. "You know I believed you had changed. But, I should've known I was wrong.

"It hurt, watching you die the first time, even if it was fake. The second time? I thought you were being murdered! Then I saw your illusion." Lyra looked away for a moment then turned her gaze back on Loki, meeting his emerald eyes.

"That gave me hope! Loki! Hope! But you know what I've realized? Hope? Well, that just makes the pain worse. But, I did hope Loki, I did!

"But, then you didn't show up. Then after five years I was beginning to believe perhaps you had gotten swept up in Thanos's snap. So like I said, hope, just made things worse. I went to Hela, and yet again hope burned me apart inside.

"I hoped Stark truly did bring you back. But, then when you didn't show up again, I believed perhaps you really were dead., but here comes Widow and Willow, dragging your ASS back to MY doorstep.

"You know, I believed in you, but now -Heh- I don't think I do anymore."

With that, Lyra turned and walked away, to the woods, where she could deal with the pain eating at her heart in the peace and quiet of silence

* * *

Leema woke to the sound of shouting, only to find her room empty. Her vision was blurry and she snapped her eyes closed as her head began to spin wildly.

After a moment of silence she managed to open her eyes, rubbing her head. Her eyebrows furrowed then shot up in surprise as she saw a transparent figure of her beautiful mother. She was wearing a blue dress, a white shawl, white heels, her deep, sparkling blue eyes were on Leema, her long dark hair rested on her shoulders, and a tint of pink shaded the cheeks of her pale skin.

"Am I dead?" Leema blurted. What a stupid thing to ask, Leema thought.

"No, my dear Leema, you're not dead," Lea said as she smiled, lighting up the room.

"How come I can see you?" Leema asked curiously. "Am I hallucinating?"

"No, my darling, my spirit is simply visiting you," Lea laughed. Lea walked over and sat at the edge of Leema's bed, not even disturbing the sheets the slightest bit. Leema couldn't feel her sitting there, but she could see her.

"Father will want to see you," Leema pointed out, as she sat up slightly.

Lea smiled, looking at the opposite wall. "I'm sure my dear Loki would, but till he chooses to join me in death, I'm afraid I'm to be a memory."

"Oh, yeah. Why does he fake his death?" Leema asked flatly.

Lea paused as she looked back at Leema, seeming to think for a moment then said, "Your father's mind works differently, in a way. He believes he was a duty -you- and that he's doing, whatever he does, all for you."

Leema blinked, listening as she went on.

"But, my dear, I'm afraid I've come not to visit, but to give you a warning," Lea said, her blue eyes flashing with urgency, her tone growing darker and serious. "Do not trust him! Whatever You Do! He just wants to take our families power! You MUSTN'T let him!" She said urgently.

Leema stared dumbfounded as her mother started to disappear.

The door opened and Loki stepped in, stopping when he saw Lea's fading figure. "...Lea!"

Lea turned her gaze on Loki, her eyes growing soft. "My love...."

Loki leaped forward, trying to grab her, but she was already gone, her last words fading to a soft echo. My love.... My love....

Loki hadn't noticed that Leema was awake, but oh, yes Leema was and she was trembling inside. Lea even sounded scared, terrified, which terrified Leema. What had her warning meant? And who?