Chapter 8: Another Unexpected
Once all the heroes had left Loki's charred remains, A cloaked figure steps out from an abandoned alley and approaches the remains. He waves his hand over the remains.
After a moment of complete silence, the charred remains start to put themselves back together. The figure watches the remains heal silently.
Loki's head finally reforms, and he gasps for breath. He sits up quickly. He glances around before looking up at the cloaked figure.
"Who are you, and how am I alive?" Loki asks, standing up slowly.
The cloaked figure stares at him, not saying anything for a moment. "I am the Conqueror, and you're alive because I brought you back to life. I need you to help me conquer the universe." He says evilly.
"And why would I work for you?" Loki sneers.
The Conqueror sighs as he waves his hand. Loki's hand and arm starts to crumble back to ashes. Loki pales.
"Alright! Alright!" Loki cries out weakly.
The Conqueror grins. He waves his hand. Loki's hand reforms. Loki relaxes.
"Alright. What's the plan?" Loki asks softly.
The Conqueror smiles evilly. "First, there are a few other 'acquaintances' that we must persuade to our side." He turns and walks back into the shadows with Loki in tow.