In a remote location in a foreign planet:
Loki lay on his back, unable to move without flinching in pain. All over his already frail body hurt from the attacks and many endless blows he received from Thanos and his countless minions.
He sighs in defeat. He felt useless at the moment because he couldn't use his healing magic to cure himself from his predicament. His bruised eyes scans his surroundings, taking in the exotic scenery from the planet he was currently in. He sees many types of plants scattered around him, their scents filling his nose.
He closes his eyes, his mind going back to his failed battle against Thanos. He knew it was a failed war because it was a war of many versus one. Many thoughts ran through his mind. But one stood out. One event that took place prior of his fall on the Bifrost. An event that would shape his life forever. A life that is currently growing inside his midsection. How it managed to save attacks from hitting his stomach was beyond him.
He swore to himself he would seek revenge who done him wrong. The first ones on his list? Odin and Thor.
