Thor: The Dark World Fanfic #25

SPOILERS for Thor: The Dark World!

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Aisha kept watch on the funnel of Aether. It grew steadily larger, and seemed to be trying to eat through everything it touched.

All of a sudden, the Aether and the portal vanished. Aisha could almost hear all of Asgard give a sigh of relief.

Some time later, Heimdall hurried into the throne room, puffing and panting. Everybody stopped what they were doing to listen to him.

“Makeith is vanquished,” Heimdall said. “And Thor still lives.”

“What about his friends?” Aisha asked anxiously.

“They are unharmed.” 

A cheer came from some of the guards standing nearby. Odin smiled with pride.

 

A joyous feast was held that night. But Aisha only took a reasonable amount of food and carried her plate to a shadowy part of a balcony. She ate slowly, lost in her thoughts.

“This is the strange way to celebrate,” said a voice.

She looked up and saw Loki, morphing out of his soldier’s disguise.

“I’m not celebrating,” Aisha replied. “I mean, we did win, but … so many people died.”

“So you would rather mourn the dead than congratulate the living?”

“I just don’t wanna forget them.”

Loki sat down, which made her feel strangely uncomfortable. “There’s nothing you can do for them by being sad. They’re best forgotten.”

“So just because you survived and they didn’t, you’re better than them?” Aisha’s voice became louder.

A collective cheer came from the dining hall, followed by the sound of goblets being tossed to the floor.

Loki sighed. “I don’t want to argue with you,” he said calmly. “Will you be leaving in the morning?”

Aisha chewed her food slowly, pretending to think. “Maybe. I mean, the adventure’s over.”

Something passed over Loki’s face.

“Although … I would like to stay,” said Aisha. “I can get to know people better. Make real friends.”

“Then why don’t you?” Loki asked.

“It’ll be suspicious,” said Aisha. “As far as they know, I didn’t even save anyone.”

Loki shifted. “I’m sure they’ll still be grateful to you.”

A drunken man staggered out of the hall, then collapsed onto the ground unconscious.

“Everything will return to normal now,” said Loki. “It’s almost sad.”

A lump was forming in Aisha’s throat.

It occurred to her that guards were probably not given the same food as the nobles. She held out her plate. “Want some?”

Looking slightly surprised, Loki took a piece of meat and ate it in one gulp. “I must go.” He changed back into a soldier and left.

Aisha set her empty plate down on the floor. Making sure no one was looking, she swung herself over the side of the balcony.

 

Wandering away from the festivities, Loki reflected on how relaxed he’d felt in Aisha’s company. During that moment, his worries had seemed to fall away.

Maybe it was because she was the only person he could tell the truth to.

He went down to the lower levels. He could hear people in the rest of the city celebrating as well. He could hear distant lively music.

This was dangerous. Aisha was not trustworthy.

He found a quiet place to stand guard. He had to conserve his energy for what he planned to do later.

 

It was early morning when all the celebrations were done. By then, those who were still out and about were mostly exhausted or drunk. The darkness seemed to have a soporific effect on all the guards. 

Loki found the guard he wanted standing alone, in a dark corner where no one could see him.

“You should’ve kept your mouth shut,” said Loki quietly.

The guard barely had time to turn around before a dagger was plunged into his throat.

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