The building that once said 'STARK' now said 'LOKI' on it. Frost Giants roamed the cold, dark streets, while mortals kneeled in fear. I stood before Loki and my father, disgusted in what they have done. "You are not my family..." I said to them as I stared at the Avengers' lifeless bodies sprawled on the ground, "You are monsters."
"But you are one of us," Loki said. His whole body was blue, and his eyes were red. Just like father and every other Frost Giant. "I am nothing like you. I do not kill for pleasure," I growled. I looked all around me on the ground... All the Avengers were dead... Except Thor. "What have you done with my husband?!" I yelled, glaring at Loki and my father.
"We saved... Him... For you..." my father said.
"Let go of me! I command you, damned creatures!" I heard Thor yelling. Two Frost Giants brought him out, burning his skin with their grip. His blue eyes had lost their sparkle, and he had cuts and bruises all over him. His cheeks were sunken in, making the dark circles under his eyes even darker. His hair was drenched in blood and sweat, his face was full of pain and suffering. "Thor..." I whispered as I fell to my knees.
"You should of stayed in Loki's army when Midgard was first threatened. None of this would of happened, Sasha," he spat at me, "Look around you! Can you not see what you have done? Midgard is gone. Asgard is gone. The Avengers are dead... Father is dead." Those words stabbed deep into my heart. Did I really cause all of this? Were the Avengers and Odin really dead, all because of me? Loki stood up, gripping his staff, and slowly walked to Thor. "No... Loki... Please..." was all I could say. Loki put his staff to Thor's heart, watching his whole body freeze before his eyes. "Thor..? Thor!" I yelled as Loki and the Frost Giants moved away from him. I slowly rose and started to appraoch him with caution. "Thor," I cried, reaching out to touch his frozen face. Right as my fingertips touched him, he shattered. "No..." I whispered, letting the shards of glass fall through my fingers.
"Join us, sister," Loki whispered in my ear.
"No..." I whispered again, "I hate you, Loki. I never want to see you again."

I woke up from my nightmare, hearing myself sobbing out of control. Thor sat up as he hugged me tightly. "Shhh, it's okay. Loki is just playing tricks on your mind. Shh," he said.
"No!" I yelled, "I feel like Loki is about to do something..." He chuckled as he layed his head against mine. "He cannot. Father has locked him away-"
"My father is able to get him out... Thor, we must go back to Midgard... Please..." I begged.
"Why must you give in so easily?" he sighed.
"I'll tell Cap that we're coming back," I said, not caring for Thor's imput. I closed my eyes, focusing on Captain. He was asleep. Perfect. Time to visit him in his dreams. I made the surroundings Asgard, and I was wearing a tight little dress mortals call 'cocktail dresses'. I wore no other jewelry than my wedding ring. "Hey Steve," I said from behind him. He turned around, wearing blue jeans and a button up shirt. "How-"
"I can visit dreams. I have something really important to tell you," I interrupted him.
"You look... Beautiful," was all he could say as he stared at my body. I rolled my eyes. Mortal men were easily seduced. "Keep in mind that I'm a married woman," I said, pointing to my ring.
"I know, I'm sorry ma'am. What do you need to tell me?" he asked as he changed his gaze to my eyes.
"I'm afraid earth is in danger again by, once again, my family. But it's waaaay more dangerous now," I said and put my hands on his shoulders, "Frost Giants. Unlike me. Unlike Loki. PURE Frost Giants."
"What? Why?" he asked.
"Loki is upset with me. He intends to rule with father, and..." I stopped as the images of all of the dead Avengers flooded my mind. Captain lifted my head up, but all I could see was the bloody face of my murdered friend. "What's wrong, Sasha?" he asked. I blinked a few times, and finally the revived face of my friend came back. "The thing Loki wants the most, is the Avengers dead. He wants me to watch him kill my husband, and he wants me to join him. He showed me everything..." I said, looking off into the distance. A golden Asgardian butterfly had caught my attention as it's delicate wings allowed it to flutter to the dark red flowers that matched Thor's armor. "Why does he keep doing this?" Captain asked, backing away from me and leaning on a tree.
"He's upset with me. He's upset that I don't want to join him. He's upset that I've married Thor. He's upset that I'm Queen of Asgard, when he wasn't good enough to be King," I chuckled.
"So it's your fault?" he asked as he turned around.
"No!" I shouted, "It isn't! He's doing all of this because he's holding a grudge against Thor for being King. Odin would not let him be King. Having a Frost Giant such as Loki on the throne would of been the end of Asgard." He stared at me some more. "But Odin is fine with having YOU as Queen?" he asked with a hint of sadness in his voice.
"I'm not like Loki," I laughed, walking over to him, "I'm one of the good guys, I guess you could say. If I wasn't, why would I be telling you all of this?"
"Mmmm, because you like me," he said and winked. I pushed him, making him hit the tree. "C'mon. I was just kidding. So I'm guessing what you're telling me is-"
"It's time for the Avengers to assemble," I smirked.