Hi Everybody (Or merely whoever decides to read my crossover) This is my first story of a Doctor Who and Avengers cross over! Please leave reviews. THANKS.
They would never congratulate themselves. Never. All they would find themselves doing was running across the universe searching for more. They would grasp for something to cherish, that would make their lives memorable when they die. They both wanted something similar, but saw themselves in different ways. They were once apart, until they found each other. And when they did, it was hard to say goodbye. But eventually they had to. There was no other alternative.
The Doctor would find himself in universes saving people's lives from threats. He'd visit the planets afterward, sometimes just for fun- He'd get to relax briefly. Sometimes he'd end up saving the planet all over again. Sometimes it was stressing, but only when he was alone. When he found him he never felt alone again. He would feel the warmth of another person whom shared the same problems, same feelings of being alone.
Loki was neglected by his father, Odin. He felt cut out. Alone in the dark. He decided where he wanted to stand. He wanted to stand in the light. In front of the tree. On top of the bridge. He wanted nothing to do with his family after he let go of the staff, falling into the shining stars. It was obvious that he wanted love, only love, and Odin wasn't giving it to Loki in the way he wanted. And it was that moment that I understood, we understood, what Loki wanted to stand for there on out. He turned like the moon and the earth. He wasn't going to revolve around anything but himself. Or so it seemed. Until he and The Doctor finally met and came to an understanding.