A Trickster's Euphoria | Loki FF

Chapter 24 - What's the Plan?

Suddenly, Tony stopped the punching and dropped me on the ground. "You're not fighting back. What's your motive here, Loki? Drop the act. I know you're just pretending."

I groaned in pain, shifting to my side. I push myself up with my arm. I heard his firearm lighting up and from the corner of my eyes, I could see the light pointing directly at me.

"I'm gonna ask you this one last time. Where is she?"

"I don't...know, Tony. You can torture and kill me but I...would never hurt her. I can never hurt her. The only reason I'm n-not fighting back is that she...loves you."

He breathed heavily. I could see the pain in his eyes. Losing the person who was just like his very own daughter.

  "I know that she means the...world to you. So please, let me help you get her back." I breathed out. "I'll stay away from her but please, let me help bring her back. Let me see her for one last time."

  ***

  I sat in the corner of the room with a first aid kit. I was a mess. My face was covered in blood. Some of the blood residues even got in my eye. Thor was sitting right next to me, in an attempt to help me clean my wounds.

  The nurses in the S.H.I.E.L.D infirmary were terrified of me. When Thor came back to let me know, I already had the kit with me. I expected it. It wasn't any surprising news. The Midgardians think of me as a villain. Of course, they do. I was the one who brought in the Chitauri and nearly destroyed New York.

  I never wanted anyone to think of me as a killer. It may seem like I enjoyed murdering innocents but to tell the truth, I was just afraid. After learning about what had happened to Lia, I carried a pang of huge guilt around my shoulders but I never knew I would fall in love with her.

  It was all a coincidence but what was meant to be a coincidence seemed like it was already written in the book of life.

  Tears welled in my eyes as I thought of Lia. I sighed and took the soaked cotton ball. I pressed it against my wound and winced in pain.

  "Here, let me help," Thor offered.

  "No. I've got it." I calmly declined.

  "Brother, let me help."

  "No. It's fine. I can do this."

  "You don't even have a mirror to see your wounds. Just let me help—"

  "I said I can do it!" I snapped.

  "Alright brother. Calm down."

  "No! You do not tell me to calm down!" I burst, shooting up from my seat. "She is out there alone with what could be a frost giant which is my very own kind and you know what a frost giant could do. One touch on the skin can burn you. What more on a mortal?"

  Thor sat in silence. I sighed as a tear dropped from my eyes.

  "This is all my fault. If I hadn't left the building with her, this wouldn't have happened. Now, she's in danger. At the risk of dying because of me. I shouldn't have met her in the first place."

  I grunt in frustration and punched the wall. I sobbed as my tears unleashed themselves. I winced at the stinging feeling of my tears touching my open wound.