Desolated - book 3 •StrangeFrost•

Not yet not dead

•Loki's POV•
A wave of emotions crashed over  me as I weakly attempted to push whatever it was off of me. My rib cage was being crushed and it was extremely hard to breath.
I felt a scream escape my lungs. I wanted so badly to just escape.
What the hell just happened? Where did the avengers facility go and what the hell was nebula doing?

My arms were free, and I could feel my head start to drift as I heavily breathed. The air around me felt like it was getting thin.
I tried to push what amounted to a giant boulder off of me, but it wasn't budging.

So that's it.
I just die here?
I didn't want to, only because I knew strange was back.
He was somewhere in the universe and that gave me hope.

I cried, "HELP!" As loud as I could, hoping someone was still alive to hear me. "SOMEONE PLEASE!"

I saw Rhodes stand up.
He looked at me and ran towards me.
I groaned, hoping it would help rid of the pain in my sides and chest even a little.

Rhodes managed to get the boulder off of me, and I fell to a lower area on my side and started coughing.
"What—the hell—happened" I choked weakly.

"I don't know, I think there was an explosion."

I felt my arms buckle under my weight, and I just wanted to lay there and pass out and wake up when it was all over. When we find everyone and can live 'happily ever after' or whatever.

But I couldn't. I had to help them. I had to help strange.

I weakly pushed myself up, just slowly thinking of Stephen, letting the thought of him engulf my mind.

"Is everyone okay?" I heard rocket's voice eco through what was left of the avengers facility.
"Me and Loki are alive." I heard Rhodes call out. "How's it lookin' over there?"

"Me and Scott are alive, I dunno where Clint and Nebula went."

I weakly stood up and called out, "where's Stark, Rogers and Thor?"
I could see rocket and Lang from a small distance away. He looked over to a large hole that was leading out to a desolated field. From my angle, most of the veils was blocked out so I didn't see what rocket was looking at, but he looked half-disturbed which made me very worried.

I climbed over a large piece of concrete and fell to where rocket was. "What whats-"
I cut off as I stood there in horror.

There he was. Sitting in the middle of the field casually.
Thanos.
He had his armor equipped and a sword I didn't recognize sitting next to him, but he looked so nonchalant that it was terrifying.

He was dead.
Thanos was dead.
Or at least that's what Thor told me.
Did Thor lie to me?
What was Thanos doing here?

I wanted to pass out. It was only until rocket brushed his hand against my leg that I realized I was silently having a panic attack, I was hyperventilating and felt tears streaming down my face.

I was feeling so many emotions at once.
I wanted to grab his sword and smash his skull in, but at the same time I was terrified of what he could do to me.

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Okay little thing I drew of Stephen and Loki snuggling coz we need som fluff at this point Oml

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