Prologue

Hey! Yes, it's another fanfic on IW and I just say it now, still, SPOILERS! ANYONE WHO READS THIS WILL KNOW WHAT HAPPENS MORE OR LESS! Okay, warnings over, lil briefing. I needed a serious fixer for my shattered heart so I decided I'd do a genderswap and an alternative. So this is not going to follow the film lines exactly. But that is what fanfiction is for. Btw, I will probably mention a song that I think is perfect to listen to for each chapter as I find my writing is heavily influenced by music. Don't forget to check out my other stories; favourite; follow and please, for the sake of human kind, comment. It actually sends me insane everynow and then when I check my views and then the comments. Just give some constructive criticism or just say how pissed you are at marvel for doing what they did. Trust me if they don't fix it I'll be joining the livid mob coming to ambush MCU and make'm sort it out. Point out a spelling mistake ( because my autocorrect is dreadful) or just say hey, I'm reading this! It goes a long way and I'll PM as soon as possible. Anyway, enough rambling about comments, I will get on with the story. Enjoy ~ Silver WolfXxx

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I wouldn't be doing this if I did and none of what happened to Loki would have happened in the first place. I can't think of a song to declare but I guess brother by Kodaline is good.

Lokia trembled as she forced herself to keep those jaded eyes of hers open. This was sick. This was wrong in more ways then the amount of days she'd lived. Luminescent violet lit up Thor 's temple as the mighty thunderer let out an earsplitting cry of agony. The young jotun could no longer bear to witness her own brothers destruction. People had often told her she was conplacent, although the princess' pitch black reputation was unravelling at the most inconvenient of times.

"Enough!" She roared at the purple titan.

He shifted his cursed gauntlet and clenched it into a tight fist; Lokia's infamous silver tongue had little hope in saving her but perhaps it could spare another life. Leather boots trod daintily between the fallen bodies of the asguardians - no, her people, as she tried to come closer to Thanos. Electric blue hue reflected off her fear filled face whilst her stomach churned. If only she left that damn tesseract in the relic room to burn with her hellish sister. Her arm extended and put the infinity stone only just out of reach for Thanos.

"You really are the worst sister,"

Thor's snide remark made her wince and made her slightly mad. He claimed to love her no matter what she did and would always claim to find the best he could in her. Now he was snarling at her like a wolf when she was risking her life for the selfish oaf. In truth, it was partly because, deep down, Lokia treasured her brother, despite all she had done and partly because those she knew could help wouldn't bat an eyelid before murdering her and obliterating what's left. As he said before the ship of doom, they love him on midguard. Thor could lead them to battle better than she ever could if one of them were not to make out of the wreckage alive.

She let out a sigh and smiled sadly, "The sun will shine on us again brother..."

In Valhalla possibly. Or on midguard. Either was fine by her; death didn't scare her anymore having invaded it three times and finding out one of Odin's spawn was literally the human representation.

"Your optimism is misplaced young asguardian," Thanos sneered.

The raven haired goddess shook her head "For one thing, I am not asguardian, and for another, we have a hulk."

Banner's emerald beast came crashing through on queue, a large eruption came from his lungs as he charged forwards. A glimpse of hope shimmered as the hulk fought the titan, causing Lokia's heart to fly as though they had a chance. Her hope, however, was short-lived as Thanos threw him around like a rag doll. Her eyes widened larger than dinner plates and anxiety pulsated through her veins. Shamrock green glow began to appear around her fingers as she tried to take defensive stance but her mind coaxed her into remembering that she needed to remain calm. There was no time to be overly reckless.

"Heimdall, now!" Thor yelled as pearlescent rainbow light took the hulk away. So much for not being reckless. He had now pissed off the sociopathic titan and ensured the death of the beloved gatekeeper. Thanos yanked the ebony spear off of Proxima Midnight and used it to stab him in the chest. She felt her heart grow heavy as the amber eyed man took his last rattling breath. The king was now gagged with a metal mouth piece similar to the one used in her in New York to ensure he could no longer say another word to save anyone. No one else was getting out of this alive - either physically or emotionally.

"There are two more stones on earth. You will go there return to collect the stones,"

Perfect. Lokia could agree to accompany him and carry out her plan.

"If you don't mind me interjecting, if you're going to earth, I think I should come with you. After all, I have experience in that arena..."

" If you consider experience failure, " Thanos contradicted, glaring down at her with his teeth clenched tightly.

"I consider experience, experience," she justified. It was now or never, her thoughts would not let her forget this. Quaking legs drew her to her old 'friend' and the goddess of mischief took a bow with a cuspidated dagger up her sleeve.

"I am princess Lokia of Asgard, Odinsdottir, rightful queen of jotunheim, goddess of mischief and I do hereby offer my undying fidelity..." Lokia said softly, closing her eyes and counting to three. She drew a literal dagger and lunged at his throat. Time suddenly stood still and realisation hit her harder than one of Jane Foster's slaps to the face. Her brother's face was painted with horror; the black order watched in excitement; the space stone shimmered with a bright cyan and Thanos looked at her in disappointment. He ripped the dagger from her dainty hand and plunged it into her abdomen. A small scream narrowly avoided slipping from her cracked lips, she had poisoned that blade and that mistake alone had the potential to kill her.

"Undying... You should choose you're words more carefully," he spat before encasing her neck in a thick, rough fist. At first he squeezed gently and began to lift her above the ground slighty. Lokia's long legs soon began to thrash like crashing waves and her hands tried to pry his lilac fingers from her throat. Thor's muffled screams were dull and almost soundless but the shattered her heart like a mirror. He knew what was happening.

'What chance will they stand against Thanos? He can kill a godess, who is part frost giant. That isn't exactly easy,' she thought as she took in her last moments.

'But who am I kidding? I'm weak. Pathetic. It's my fault he even has the chance to continue with his plan . Ragnarok could have destroyed it and he'd never fulfil his mission. No, I have to come and screw everything up! At least I might spare Thor some time but I don't know if he can escape. This could all be for nought...'

Her face started to turn flushed pink as his grip tightened. Continuous fighting seemed to cease and jerking motions became more subtle. She tried to take just one last gasp of air but Lokia knew to well it was hopeless. With what little energy and had left, she summoned up six words that had once been spoken to her in a slightly twisted way.

"You...will...never...be...a...god..." She spat back venomously.

As she had predicted, this final statement angered him and sealed her fate. The sickening crunch of her windpipe echoed throughout the vessel, now haunted by numerous trapped, brave but unnecessarily dead souls. Thor launched forwards uncontrollably as the smirking giant turned to face the god of thunder. He strutted along before dropping her lifeless body at his feet - eternal pain depicted on her once hopeful face.

"No resurrections this time,"

Stepping back, the titan summoned the power stone to set the ship alight and the space stone to take him out of harm's reach like a coward. Ebony Maw's presence gone, the iron restraints fell to the ground. The grievous king crawled to his baby sister, each move causing him throbbing pain. A large hand pushed her smaller frame against his large chest as he sobbed obstreperously. He wished someone would close her eyes. He wished she could have the lavished funeral mother had, but she would not be so lucky. Thor had no time left to spend with her, not by choice either.

The ship moaned as it began to cripple and combust, Thor murmered asguardian curses under his breath as he recollected his last words to her. It left a hole in him as if she had tried to stabbing again through the heart. If he lost everything, he knew Lokia would still be there with her gloats and sympathy. She'd bring him family in the darkest moments. But with her gone, he had nothing. What more could he lose?

Deadly shrapnel flew at lightning speeds as the temporary residence of asguard blew apart. Bodies were left scattered across space, they were the spots in a dot to dot, join them together and you'd see the catastrophic massacre of a lunatic. Midnight blue and iridescent stars embraced the wreckage and held it safe for their saviours when they arrived. The two rival siblings at each others throats for the throne; as previously poetically stated; were plummeting away from each other once again. Lokia's signature green went hurtling through space, her eyes wide yet sightless. Despite her last wishes, the sorceress was headed toward the realm she had hoped her brother would be visiting to warn the heroes of the plague Thanos dared to bring. However, there was no better way to admonish them than showing the what would happen if they didn't win.

"He sent Lokia! The attack on New York, that's hi-"

A large crash ricocheted in the resident men as a flash of green, black and gold pummeled into the recently fixed hole. Whoever it was had landed in the sanctum Santorum and into the company of three familiars.

"Was there much point in fixing that?" Wong mused quietly as a tall man in Aegean robes led the party up to the cavernous crater.

"If it is who I think it is, what is this person's problem with time intervals of thirty minutes? First she tries to kill me because I made her fall for thirty minutes and then half an hour after someone she has fought with not long ago falls through the roof, she not long after follows!" He whispered in confusion.

" Bruce, please tell me it isnt-" Tony Stark said slowly, not yet glaring down the broken staircase.

"It can't be - I mean, I saw her on the ship. I can't believe it until I get the chance to look..."

The billionaire pushed past in a desperate attempt to quell his curiosity, but in doing so, he only confirmed his theory.

"R - reindeer games...?" He stuttered.

Before him lay the broken and burnt body of reindeer games.

Yes. No. I'm excited I finished the first chapter but dying on the inside 'cause I had to watch that scene over and over again. So what do you think? Is it worth me carrying this on? I know in my other stories I was like, oh there's a vote, at the end of the week I'll use the winning name but I couldn't wait. This, for me personally, isn't like the other fanfics cause loki still died *intense sobbing* and I actually changed the name. Sorry that it is so short, I just wanted to get this out there as quickly as possible. Just to clarify, the 'burnt' bit in the last sentence is because she obviously had to pass through the earths atmosphere and at the speed she was going, would be a lil sunburnt. Yes, she's a goddess but she's also a frost giant which counteracts it to some point. Don't forget to comment ( plz just anything will do) follow and favourite. Lysm - Silver WolfXxx