Sif had retired to her chambers for the night when she thought she heard a noise.
She climbed out of her bed and went into the hallway. Someone chuckled behind her and she whipped around. "Whose there?" Sif asked loudly.
Nothing, not even a rustle. She went back to her room and firmly shut the door. She went out to her balcony and the pale moonlight washed over her shoulders. Her thin white gown was translucent and regal in the pale, watery light.
Her dark hair shone like a raven's feathers. The air smelled so clean. After admiring the stars for a little longer, Sif returned inside. She turned off her lights by pressing a large oval made of gold that curved into the wall.
She crept back into bed and sighed. It had been such a long day and she was so tired, but her mind was heavily veiled by a presence of…not fear, she was a warrior after all, fear was not apart of her life…she couldn't put her finger on it. She fell against the pillow.
The moonlight flooded into the room casting light on her smooth, peaceful face. Her right hand was placed casually by her head while her left hand rested on her abdomen. Darkness seeped into her mind and she fell deeply asleep.
A pair of emerald eyes watched her dream. They were full of mystery. And a dark, powerful emotion surged behind them. A golden helmet gleamed in the gloom, resting on a striking head of dark hair. The face itself held no emotion. Years of mischief and lying will do that to a being. But the eyes betrayed the body.
If only she could see. If only she knew, that they could achieve so much, rule together. Fight side by side. He had seen her fight. Her long dark hair streaming behind her as she lunged towards her victim with unquestionable skill and precision. Her sword glinting in the radiance of the sun.
Her eyes, full of excitement, and maybe the most beautiful he had ever beheld. Cuts on her cheekbones only seemed to add to her splendor, giving her a strong look. He liked that she could take care of herself. Not like these soft-handed, sensitive ladies of the court. No, she was a warrior…and someone he might never ensnare. She loved Thor and that was all. They would marry and have little brutes running around.
And the warrior Sif would be gone, possibly forever, in a thin, sagging, tired old face of a fat matron. He shook his head. Where did these thoughts even come from? He consoled himself with the fact that Frigga was still the lively young woman she was when she was chosen as queen of Asgard. And soon, soon, it would be Sif's turn…but not as his queen…she would not be Loki's.
Fine. If he had to take desperate measures than so be it. But he couldn't let Sif become who she was destined to be. If Sif didn't love him now, she would in time. He was sure of it. She rustled in her sleep and Loki moved back, alarmed. But she was still dead to the world. He nodded and moved towards her bed.
He waited until he was hovering inches from her face before whispering, "Sif, it is time to live your new life." The unfamiliar coolness startled Sif into conciousness and her eyes flew open. She was about to scream when Loki's hand was over her mouth. All she could see was his dark hair. His deep, green eyes. She was suffocating under his weight. Loki spoke, "Don't. Move."
In a flash of dark magic they were gone.
Sif could see the stars and light moving around them. She felt like they were being squeezed through a tube but at the speed of light. A myriad of colors surrounded them. It was getting difficult to breathe.
She looked at Loki and he was staring at her. His eyes were so intense. He held her so tightly it almost hurt. She looked down. Her head felt heavy but there was no where to rest her head except his shoulder. She fought to stay awake.
The shock of being abducted had been enough to render her immobile for a time but now all she wanted to do was try to get away. And she was falling asleep. It was completely involuntary, her drowsiness.
She doubted she could get away from him if she tried. How long had they been flying? She couldn't remember. Her thoughts were getting hazy, and her eyes closed on their own.
A/N: Hello, everyone! So basically, this is a new story for me….I just wanted something different. It is rated M for a reason so if you don't like, don't read, simple as that. Thanks! And a new chapter will be posted every Thursday! And I know it is kinda short but it's just an intro to get the story rolling. I don't normally ask this but if you could please leave a review then I would be extremely grateful. Your opinion is the only one that matters!
Chapter Question: Which Marvel superhero do you most connect with?