A/N: This fanfiction is about the scene after the destruction of the Bifrost, when Thor and Loki are hanging saved by Odin. Loki P.O.V.
Considerations
- I could have done it! For you... For all of us! - I shouted to Odin, holding the cry and distress to see the disapproval in his one good eye always impartial.
Below me, the abyss of nothingness was awaiting me, as if it wanted to swallow me, inviting, but I held firmly in cable Gungnir, waiting, waiting for something I could not know if was going to happen or not, or even what it was.
- No, Loki. - All Father told with a cold sensitivity.
I felt the ruins that remained of my broken heart turn into dust. I looked one last time at the faces of those who had once welcomed me as part of them. Father and brother. Then I fell. Leaving them farther and farther away from me. Just fell.
- Loki, no! - Thor cried, realizing that I was lost.
And I was not myself anymore. "Loki Odinson" simply do not existed anymore. No. That was a lie. He had never existed. Not ever Loki Laufeyson. I was alone and nothing more than that jötunn baby rejected, left to die on the ice. Yes, and now I would die. Expected it to happen, but that did not seem to be in that endless abyss.
I let the tears come out as I fell. There was no one to see them now. There never was.
The nothing swallowed me.
A/N: This is my first fanfiction... I hope to have pleased you all because I really enjoyed writing! Reviews are always welcome! ^.^