Borderline Valhalla

I am going to make a new story. Just because I feel like it, yes it is Blackfrost if you were wondering. I am going to start a Cold War fic, which is what I call the pairing anyway; some of you may call it, Captain Widow, Stasha, or whatever you want really. On with the show!

"Clint?" I say with absolute piercing fear. My best friend, partner, and semi-romantic acquaintance, is holding an arrow to my head, he has to be under some spell. This is Loki, not him, it has to be. I can feel tears swelling in my eyes, as I look up at him, and then he lodges the arrow in my skull.

And, everything went black