"I love you, my son. Don't ever dare forget that," the woman whispered. She held her only child close, pressing him against her chest as though she feared he would blow away. The baby cooed, waving his tiny fists in the air. A loud crash echoed from behind the doors.
"I will always love you," a sob escaped her lips as she placed the bundle on the top of the stone steps, tiny in the vast hall. She turned. She was not just a mother. She was a warrior, an ice cold weapon, standing ready to protect her prince from the enemy.
The doors burst open.
A battle cry.
The clash of swords.
A single scream.
Silence.
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Mischief
FanfictionFollowing the events of Ragnarok, Thor decides to bring his fellow Asgardians back to Earth- including his brother, Loki. When Thanos hears of Loki's betrayal, he sends his best soldier to bring him back. Thor seeks the help of his friends, the Aven...
