Summary: A long time ago, on a planet far away, a girl fell from the sky and landed after her world was burned she spent the rest of her life looking for what she needed. what if she never lost it? just couldn't see it. Loki/OC
Disclaimer: I own NONE of the character except my OC they belong to marvel and the plot line is mixture of Thor/ Avengers and my own.
Okay so I bodged the prologue. so I re-did it
The rain of tears
I'm falling. Oh lavat i'm falling! Lavat save me! What is that? oh my...m-my home. M-my home! my family they are burning! Oh no ...My wing, my wings they aren't moving! NO! Oh please let this be a dream! Damn you chituari! Damn you all to rot in the eternal death!
My planet was peaceful, we the eternal guardians of the planet known as "Earth" protected it from forces it must never know. But we did not foresee our end. We did not see the Chituari with the Tesseract a source of power which we managed to destroy before our end. When they destroyed it...they destroyed everything. My life, my home, my family...their all gone. As a last chance of survival my parents flew me into outer space using themselves as a human catapult to push me through space.
It was a long journey but Im floating now into the realm of the asguardians Odin, needs to know. I have to warn him so he can be ready for when they return.
That is my last mission. But I can't fly my wings have frozen due to the freezing space I have been in for the past 3 days only able to move them till the end of the 2nd day. As I entered the atmosphere I felt myself falling again. I couldn't move, my body fell with a splash into the water.I pushed myself through the warm water and onto a rock outside the castle.
My whole body was shaking from the cold. I slipped back in making aloud splash and I was left floating in the warm water.
Two young boys around my age found me and the came to help me followed by Odin and Heimdall. I was lifted out of the water magically and set on the ground. My whole body shook and blood dripped from my battle wounds. Odin crouched low as Heimdall stared at me,
"young child of the Guardians. Why are you here so wounded." Odin asked his voice soft and gentle. One of the children watched me curious and the other angry. Odin lifted me into his arms the way a father would a sleeping child. I was shaking and I felt like my breath was being stolen little by little tears stung my eyes trickling out of the corners and dripping down my face.
"Odin...we...have fallen. The Chituari...there is...nothing left...it all burned. I'm sorry, we-we tried. They had a weapon the t-te ..." that was all I could say before my vision went black.