Denise's POV
"Sweetheart! I'm heading out for a drink downtown with my boys." yelled my dad's voice through my door.
"Okay, daddy! Stay safe okay?" I yelled in correspondent.
I was working on my new project creating a water-fueled engine in my garage. Me and my dad lived on the very side of the country. Far away from all the cities. In the countryside with miles and miles of field without a soul next to us. My father's claim to go downtown means that he wouldn't be back until tomorrow morning.
At that time, my dog Kendall bounded in and pushed its fur head into my lap. And I threw down my blueprints and ruffled his fur.
"Let's finish this tmr, " I said while kissing Kendall's brown curly hair.
I stood from my sitting position over my desk and walked with a bounce in my step while patting my Kendall's fluffy head.
Once I entered my rather large room, Kendall freed himself from my hands and bounded to my King-sized bed. As I climbed in after him, he snuggled into me beneath my covers. What a dog that knows comfort, I thought.
"Goodnight, Kendall," I said while motioning to the light switch effectively turning it off without touching it.
I blinked, twice, three times, opening my eyes up to a dim setting, when I sat up straighter, I saw a window with pitch black and dozens of stars outside. It looked like I was in space. After a few more blinks, I had fully adjusted to the surroundings. I AM IN SPACE!
I stood up slowly, not before doing a quick scan, although there was no one in sight, I could hear the sounds of someone taunting and feel the summons of something.
"This is the Asgardian refugee vessel Statesman. We are under assault, I repeat, we are under assault - The engines are dead, life support failing. Requesting aid from any vessel within range. We are 22 jump points out of Asgard " the voice becomes more desperate and pleading, "Our crew is made up of Asgardian families, we have very few soldiers here. This is not a warcraft. I repeat this is not a warcraft!" I did what I have been taught to do since I was young, to assess my surroundings and be stealthy in unknown situations. I followed the voices through a corridor,
Okay, So I'm in a spaceship that is being invaded. I got to an open doorway which had multiple screams coming through and shadows mirrored on its wall. Then I heard the voice of another more demanding, annoying, and definitely a bad guy sort of mannerism, "Hear me, and rejoice. You have had the privilege of being saved by the Great Titan... You may think this is suffering... no. It is salvation. Universal scales tip toward balance because of your sacrifice. Smile...for even in death, you have become Children of Thanos." Then I saw the shadow of the man speaking stab the person nearest to him.
Another voice, more authoritative spoke, "I know what it's like to lose. To feel so desperately that you're right... yet to fail, nonetheless. " he then lifts a man up by the neck of his breastplate, the man in question struggles feebly. "It's frightening. Turns the legs to jelly. I ask you, to what end? Dread it. Run from it. Destiny arrives all the same. And now, it's here. Or should I say... I AM."
I then noticed that I could not see my own shadow on the wall opposite me, they can't see me, I concluded.
Swiftly, I crotched and headed inside, it was horrible inside, there was a line of people standing with their hands in their back.
"You talk too much." said the man being held by the neck.
"The Tesseract, or your brother's head. I assume you have a preference." said the man holding the person by the neck while staring at a man with jet-black hair in front of me.
"Oh, I do. Kill away!" he says.
Then the purple-headed man that was holding the man looked shocked and proceeded to point a power emitting glove in the man's face, causing the man's face to become contorted. He squirmed and squeaked until the black-haired man couldn't handle the sight anymore. "ALL RIGHT, STOP!" he yelled at the purple man.
"We don't have the Tesseract. It was destroyed on Asgard." claimed the man being tortured.
Somehow the black-haired man looked guilty. He then raised his right hand and a blue box appeared on his palm.
The blonde on the floor exclaims, "You really are the worst brother."
" I assure you, brother... the sun will shine on us again," he said while approaching the purple guy while having his hand outstretched.
"Your optimism is misplaced, Asgardian." the purple head said.
"Well, for one thing," he said with spite, " I'm not Asgardian. And for another…," he paused for dramatic effect, " we have a Hulk."
I thought, what is this guy talking about with question marks popping up everywhere in my mind.
The purple guy looks to his right just as a green and very angry mass slams into him. I gasped.
Black haired brother dives for blonde-haired brother and pulls themselves out of the way as the "Tesseract" skitters across the floor, and the Hulk charges at the purple guy. The Hulk pummels purple guy, forcing him backwards and shoving him into the wall of the ship.
The green guy was terrifying but the purple guy wasn't even scratched.
Purple guy pries the Hulk's hands away; an expression of surprise and fear crosses his green face. After several hard blows, Purple guy picks up the Hulk and slams him to the deck, defeated. Blonde haired brother slams a metal bar across the purple guy's back to no avail, is kicked across the deck by Purple guy and is promptly bound in metal debris by a weird Squidward-like-person.
I saw a man on the ground, he was dressed in weird medieval clothing, deeply wounded. He was praying, "Allfathers… let the dark magic flow through me one last... time."
The Hulk disappeared after being blasted by a rainbow. It sounds so weird on many levels.
The purple guy looked livid, "That was a mistake."
The purple guy takes a glance from one of his followers I presume and stabs the guy one floor right through the heart, he even twisted the blade in the wound. I stifled a scream even though no one could hear me. He is the worst kind of man talking about conquering without mercy. Exactly like Voldemort and the purity of blood.
Blonde hair brother bellowed," NO! You're going to die for that!"
He was then silenced.
I looked at the person responsible for his silence and wondered if I could do the same, utilise my abilities in my dream.
As the person, I'm staring at continues to kneel before the purple guy and offers him the tesseract, "My humble personage… bows before your grandeur." I scoffed, "No other being has ever had the might, nay the nobility, to wield not one, but two Infinity Stones." I pointed my hand towards the blonde guy and mined the action of unsealing his mouth, successfully freeing him from his silent spell. He looked utterly puzzled, "The universe lies within your grasp."
As the blonde guy managed to yell," nooooooo"
Purple guy crushes the Tesseract, revealing the blue Space Stone. He blows some of the fractals away, fingering the Stone between his thumb and index, before placing it on the gauntlet, and is momentarily rocked by the surge of energy that pulses as the stone seats in its setting.
"There are two more Stones on Earth. Find them, my children, and bring them to me on Titan." He says.
I grimaced at the brainless loyalty given to Mr purple as they promised on their knees, "Father, we will not fail you."
With genuine cheerfulness, the black-haired brother stepped up towards the purple guy from where I was crouched, startling me, and offered with a bow, "If I might interject… if you're going to Earth, you might want a guide. I do have a bit of experience in that arena."
Purple guy, who was unimpressed whatsoever smirked, " if you consider failure experience."
Black haired brother drawled each word carefully and delicately, "I consider experience, experience. Almighty Thanos, I... Loki... Prince of Asgard…," he chances a glance at the blonde, "Odinson... the rightful King of Jotunheim... God of Mischief... do hereby pledge to you, my undying fidelity."
I literally facepalmed, seriously, changing sides at this moment, but then I saw, he was clever, futile but brave. It made me remember my mother's favourite saying, "never jump to conclusions."
He was holding a dagger materialised from midair, which I admit was pretty darn cool.
Blonde and I watched with a debated breath as he braced himself, thrust upward with lightning speed and attempted to stab purple, emphasis on attempted. However, he is frozen in space after being hit, enchanted by a blue light.
The purple guy says bemused, ""Undying?" You should choose your words more carefully." He then twists the dagger out of black-haired guy's hands with his right hand, then he uses the hand on the gauntlet to hold his neck and lift him to eye level. As black haired guy struggled, I pulled myself closer to the scene, ready to save someone to prevent another killing happening on my watch. He made eye contact with his brother before he put up his last fight against his captor, "you will…" he rasped for air," never be a … god"
Just as purple head crushes his neck with his bare hands, my instincts kicked in, having had tons of different abilities since childhood, I used the one that was most effective but easy to be seen through, I used my abilities to change the appearance of the first person dead next to me into the black-haired guy, he had now become unconscious, and switched they positions with each other, in time, disguising the black-haired man into the dead man milliseconds before his neck broke and brought him close to myself.
The blonde-haired man shouted a heart wrenching "NOOOOOO!"
The purple guy walked over and dropped "black-haired" guy's body in front of his brother. He even jokes, "no resurrections this time."
The purple guy raises the gauntlet and sends waves of violet power fire through the remains of the ship, he then teleports away with his followers, just before the explosion reaches us, I grabbed the black-haired brother in a death grip and hopped that we were back somewhere safe, then I blacked out.
3 pov
Thor is released from his bonds. He crawls over to "Loki's" body - which, unlike in The Dark World, has not returned to its Jotun form - and lays his head down on "Loki's" chest, shedding tears for all that he has lost. The ship explodes.