Chapter 9
"Are they worth it?"
"They are. You know they are, like I know she is worth all of it to you."
"You speak of toxic snake that looks in your eye and lies."
"You believed her."
"I trusted her, because I couldn't lie to her."
Truth, does that exist? Loki was used to telling lies, so he didn't bother much with it. Truth is what he tailors to his needs, something that fits into his plan. Yet nothing related to Isabella fitted in, she was a toxic mass of no trust. When he finds her, Loki swore to himself, he will squeeze the truth out of her even if that means squeezing the life from her body. Idiocy at its finest, promise made only to be broken. He made her who she became, it was his cruelty awaking hers and looking back, he'd like to believe he didn't change her completely.
"Heimdall, we are ready."
"Won't you unshackle me before?''
"We need to show Earth we are coming in peace."
Loki nodded, there really is no chance that any of Avengers will think he came in peace, in the best case he will be chained during whole stay and Thor sent to the Nuthouse. None of that mattered, just seeing her again. Loki closed his eyes and when he opened them again, they were on Earth. They landed on a clearing in a forest, it looked like a lovely place, but set in the middle of nothing. Forest was wet from the rain, with each step Loki was stepping deeper and deeper into the mud. He wasn't sure where he was, but he was sure he hates this place. And then this hideous place turned out to be Forks and Thor was leading him to Isabella's house.
"Why did you bring me here?" Loki asked.
"Because you need to learn who she was before if you want to find her now."
"She was nobody before. Dying. She was weak and oblivious of her power."
"This was her home-..."
"From which she ran to save her life."
Her house was small, and clearly no one lived there for years. Dried blood was smeared on the kitchen floor, police tape was thrown under the table, it was a smelly and dusty mess. Looking around, Loki couldn't imagine Isabella living in this small house, in his mind, he had picture of her coming to him in green dress to the throne room, this little house didn't suit her at all. How could the girl he buried alive to protect from Thanos ever live in this miserably simple town?
Picture of Isabella caught his attention. She was younger, healthier, she was boring. This wasn't his Isabella, this was something she pretended to be. He saw what she is. The snake wrapping herself around his neck. He dreamed about her deceiving him, but she was fragile, breakable and mortal. She lacked knowledge, intelligence, everything really, to trick him, but she did it and now it was too late. Years ago, he asked Thor about Sif, if she remembers the accident that happened to her. She had no memory of it.
Loki then asked about guards Isabella killed, no one had memory of them exists. Their mothers denied giving birth to male heritor. Memories of Isabella's doings were only present in Loki's mind, he couldn't make it up. She was real. He remembered the smell of her hair, her warmth, feel of her skin...She existed in the memories of others, but as an insignificant girl who stayed in Asgard for a while. If it wasn't for Thor, Loki would doubt everything. Of course, there were his old chambers providing some evidence.
Dresses and jewelry he gifted her with, and silver hair left behind on the pillow. Isabella Swan wasn't a creation of his ill mind, she was real. Loki wandered around the small house, uncertain of what his brother prepared for him. This exhausted him. If alive, Loki was certain she still is, she is no longer a girl he knew, she is older and he bets she wasn't lazy during years. She hid well, more than well as she keeps Heimdall in the dark. He was just thinking how she must know he arrived when he heard Thor's voice from outside.
"Good boy, good doggy." What? "What?"
"I am not a dog." Unfamiliar voice brought Loki outside where a buttnaked man was flashing his manhood to Thor.
"I'd ask who are you, but I am more interested in what you are. Though, I think I know." Loki wasn't interested enough in this. "Isabella put great effort in her attempts to protect you. Loyalty like that is rare..."
"Jacob." Naked man was short. "Might be rare, but exist."
"Human feelings are changing variables." Loki continued. "Death is often the cause. I've never seen loyalty extend through death. You loved her."
"Still do."
"Then you are just as big fool as I am."
"Who are you?"
"I am Loki" He bent his head towards Thor. "This is Thor, King of Asgard."
"I heard of you both." Jacob was unimpressed. Loki wasn't interesting to him so he turned to Thor. "You took her away, thank you."
"We took her, but couldn't keep her..." Bla bla bla to whatever Thor wanted to say.
"You aren't the first who tried that and failed. Or the last..."
"It seems you are well informed, has S.H.I.E.L.D. put you all on the leash?"
Jacob Black laughed, but said nothing. Loki's comments were nothing. He was not a young wolf who could get angry at nothing and lose control. He experienced good, bad and the worst. Badmouthing and insults from a man dressed as clown were nothing. Even if the clown fucked Bella, which Jacob knew the clown did. He was over all of it, not because he found somebody better, but because he outgrew his teenage devotion. In this life, she was only his friend.
"This territory is under protection of the Wolfpack, S.H.I.E.L.D. has no authority here, but they are granted access to our lands in unusual circumstances."
"Such as?" Thor asked.
"The usual..." Jacob seemed nonchalant. "Bringing madman who declared war on earth."
Seems like that was a cue. S.H.I.E.L.D. agents surrounded two gods and the butt naked man shifted into wolf and then disappeared into the woods. They had an easy job as Loki was already in cuffs.
"Brilliant idea, Thor."
It's been a long time...
