Rating: M
Word Count: Don't know don't care
Warnings: Dead kids and Wade is a crazy mother fucker
Don't own Marvel peeps or The Village
Summary:
/ LET THE BAD COLOR NOT BE SEEN, IT ATTRACTS THEM
/ / NEVER ENTER THE WOODS, THAT IS WHERE THEY WAIT
/ / / HEED THE WARNING BELL, FOR THEY ARE COMING
Even though she's in the movie for like 20 seconds, I think Beatrice has be best line. It's my favorite, at least.
Chapter 10
The Elders began the inquiries early in the morning. Several members of the village had already been questioned, and their alibis checked out. At the moment, one of the shepherdesses was being questioned.
"I had been to the storage shed twice to fetch food prior to the wedding ceremony."
"And the livestock was untouched at the time?" Frigga asked.
"Yes, ma'am. Always as it should be."
"Thank you, Darcy."
The girl nodded and turned to leave. She paused and faced the Elders again. At first she seemed hesitant to speak.
"I beg your pardon. Are the rumors true? About Thor and Loki? There are whispers all over the village."
Frigga looked in Farbauti's direction, but he didn't seem to notice. She smiled and nodded her head.
"We were informed early this morning of their intentions."
"It is amazing to witness which two people Love chooses to unite. It follows no rules."
Even though he was happy to know of Thor's feelings for him, and to even be engaged for that matter, Loki had completely forgotten that at one time his sister was also in love with him. Loki was worried about how this would affect her, because he did not want to hurt her.
"Jarnsaxa, I wanted to speak with you first. I would not want you to feel pain in any fashion. You are my cherished one. If you were to feel badly about Thor, I would not have it. One love to sacrifice another love is not right." She shook her head.
"There is nothing you could do that would sacrifice my love for you. You are my cherished one, as well." Jarnsaxa held both of Loki's hands in hers. "God bless you and your life together." Loki didn't even realize he was crying until she reached up and wiped at his face. It was from relief, and the two siblings laughed before embracing.
Thor had just put on his shirt, trousers and suspenders he was going to wear for the inquiry, his suit jacket was hung on a nearby chair. He was reading a piece of paper with notes on it when he heard a knock at the door. After looking up from his notes, he opened it and saw Wade standing outside. He seemed distressed about something.
"What's happened?" He didn't answer, only breathed heavily and tapped at his lips with his fingers. Thor gestured inside and allowed Wade to enter. After a few more seconds of silence, Thor looked at the floor. "Is this about Loki and myself?" Wade pointed at him and tapped at his face again. The wind blew loudly outside and Thor walked over to the table. "I know you are very close to him. And I know you are a dear friend to him as well. But...there are different kinds of love—"
Thor turned around and didn't realize Wade had come up behind him. He felt pain in his lower abdomen, and when he looked down, he saw a knife in his stomach. Wade slowly pulled it out and he fell to the floor. Thor groaned and tried to move, but all he could do was apply some pressure to the wound before his hand fell to his side again. Wade was unsure of what to do, so he tossed the knife on the table. He looked down at Thor and pointed at him as if scolding a child, whimpering and shaking his head. After a few more seconds, he grabbed the knife again.
Wade knelt next to Thor and drove the knife into his chest, and the blonde flinched. He stabbed him again and again and again. Thor could do nothing but lie there as his life drained away on the floor of his workshop.
Pepper had been straightening her husband's tie when she heard a thump outside on the porch. She glanced up before fixing his collar.
"Wade? You'll be late for the meeting hall. Would you like your father to walk you there?" There was no reply, so she looked up. "Wade?"
His parents both walked over and stood in the doorway. They saw Wade rocking back and forth in the creaking chair. As if aware they were watching him, he looked over his shoulder and held up his hands, which were stained red with blood. He smiled and turned them around, as if he was presenting a masterpiece.
"Bad...Bad Color." He pointed to his hand. "Bad Color." Wade clapped them together and tears streamed down his face. "Bad Color...Mama!"
While the Elders were in the middle of an inquiry, one of the villagers entered the hall and quickly walked up to the front.
"I beg your pardon."
"What is it?" Farbauti asked.
"There's been an accident."