A/N: I'm ALIIIIVE! Sorta. I'm kinda dying from student teaching but I'm not dead yet. And neither is this fic! Here's the next chapter!
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While Loki was unaware of it, as he was still unconscious and mostly dead, his magic was working to heal him. It had been working overtime to replace the blood lost and close the wound enough that it wouldn't kill him again before restarting higher functions. It almost didn't make it in time, leaving several vital organs without nutrients for several minutes, leading to minor damage that would be repaired in time. Having so much damage spread so far, the magic had to prioritize anything that would kill Loki, like the giant stab wound impaling one of his lungs, over any minor inconveniences like losing feeling in the tips of his fingers and toes or not being able to access almost all of his memories. Just little things like that.
As the magic was working diligently on preserving Loki's life, the convergence was getting closer to its culmination. While the main event was centered on Greenwich, specifically at the Old Royal Naval College, portals were opening up all over London and the nine realms. Loki's still unconscious, but only half dead, body fell through a portal to Vanaheim, then another portal to Alfheim, then back to Svartalfheim, before falling through one last portal into London, coming to a stop in front of the Bag O Nails pub.
The portal unfortunately didn't form on the sidewalk in front of the pub, but rather several feet above the concrete, letting him hit the ground hard. The people walking around were startled by his appearance, but the news of Thor's battle and the portals had already reached them, so the weirdness of the situation was somewhat lacking. A more concerned passerby stopped next to the unconscious man in strange green clothes to help, and she quickly noticed the rather large stab wound that had opened up again from the rough travel.
"Oh, bloody hell," she murmured, before turning to the other onlookers. "He's badly wounded. Someone call an ambulance!"
While one of the onlookers called for medical assistance, a woman pushed through the crowd. She knelt next to Loki and said, "My name is Stephanie Martin, I'm a nurse. I can help. Does anyone have a clean cloth?"
A bartender who had noticed the commotion and came outside to spectate said that he could get one. He rushed back into the pub as Stephanie quickly took stock of Loki's vitals, ensured he was breathing, and then as soon as the bartender came back with a clean dishcloth, put pressure on the stab wound to keep him from bleeding out before the medics could get there.
Meanwhile, the security cameras for Buckingham Palace managed to capture the image of Loki falling from the sky. Using a program initiated by Stark after the Battle of New York, all footage from famous places, including Buckingham Palace, had to be processed through facial recognition. The database for the facial recognition program had almost all of the known villains faces in it, including Loki's. That way, the Avengers could be notified of any attack on any major at-risk site immediately, sometimes even before it happens. Of course, they don't always go racing off at every alert, but when a match is at a high enough percentage, and the villain is a high enough security risk, the Avengers are at least notified of the potential villain plot. Loki, however, had the very highest risk rating, and so the Avengers were notified right away once the footage had matched his face. They quickly geared up and headed out to intercept what they thought was one of Loki's plots.
A/N: This is being continued, albeit a bit slowly. But I love the story and will write as fast as possible! Love y'all!