[The Sanctuary]
The sceptre that lay in his hand was not his but as he stared down at the vibrant metal clasped to his raw hands, it was a perfect fit. Chituari technology, infused to capture and hold an infinity stone. The blue stone was known as the mind stone and it currently laid clasped on the end of the sceptre.
As he thought about it. He realised that there was far too much in the world that he did not know. Such power fuelled his anger and hatred. He was close. He had come too far to let up now. All the struggles, losses, denial, and torture had been leading up to this moment.
The fallen prince, he was known as. From royalty to prisoner and now a slave. Standing on the edge of the altar staring into the portal. He saw nothing but emptiness. Gone were the colours in his cheekbones, gone was the trickster smile. Nothing but darkness, imitating nothing but the void itself. No longer the vibrant green, but the darkening mood of blue laid in wake of the mind stone's growing power.
Staring deeply at the mind stone that laid before his eyes, he was satisfied with his choice. Of all outcomes, this was the best. He knew though if Odin or Frigga was to ever know about the occurrence. Hatred and anger would surmise their mood well, but that is the point he realised. Their thoughts, their existence, the acceptance was no longer needed. His cries, his screams and his terrors were left unanswered.
No more will I be a pawn in a game.
No more will I be a useless artefact thrown aside for nothing.
No more will I care for anyone's thoughts.
I am Loki of nowhere. These are my rules.
The mind stone pulsed and danced vibrantly, going from light blue to dark blue. His captures think he is broken, but the truth is he has revelled in glory. Under his tunic, his skin pulses in harmony with the mind stone.
This is enough for now. This will do nicely.
The portal was open. Such a scenic thing. The embodiment of darkness.
He watches the spectators, Thanos, Chituari and his children all elegantly watching on. He sees the blue glint in Thanos' eye. It will not be long now.
Freedom is in sight, but he falters.
The stone hums and shines bright. Remember our bargain fallen prince. Remember our bargain and embrace who you are, the stone whispered.
Pride and prowess providing elegance in his stance as he steps towards the portal. Embrace who I am, you say?