I am so sorry I haven't updated!

I was busy with school stuff, I have a lot going on seeing as it is almost the end of the year and I'm a senior. Either way that is no excuse for keeping you my wonderful readers waiting so long!

I promise I will try to not let my story wait as long ever again.

Now that that's out of the way...

I do not own Marvel...

When I woke up the next day I was unsure of where I was for a moment. Soon my eyes focused and I recognized the place I was as Loki's room. Slightly surprised, I look over to see the space where Loki had been only to find him gone.

Did he just leave me in here with no way of getting out?!

I start to panic but slowly calm down after further thought. Loki wouldn't do that to me, I guess I'll just have to wait until he comes back. I pull back the covers and start looking for my shoes that had been lost some time during the night. I had been worried that he would try to well…

I would be a fool to think that we were not close yesterday, or that the thought did not cross his or my own mind. Even so, something held us back, I am not sure what, but it did. The scariest part is that even though the thought had worried me yesterday, I still feel slightly disappointed.

I blush at my own thoughts, this is barbaric, I should know better than to think such…

"Sanna, are you still in here?" Loki's voice breaks my obscure thoughts.

I shake my head and continue to look for my shoes.

"Yes," I say as I get down on all fours to look underneath his bed. I hear a set of footsteps enter and stop suddenly. I hear a sigh as I reach under the bed to grab my newly found shoes.

"Would you please get out from underneath my bed?" He says, strain evident in his voice.

Using my palms, I push myself out from underneath his bed and end up sitting on my knees. I look up to see him staring down at me grimly, he offers me a hand and I reluctantly take it. Loki pulls me up to my normal height with much ease, almost making me look graceful myself.

"What's the matter?" I ask as I drop my shoes on the floor, using my feet to make them upright, putting them on after doing so.

"We have exactly 1 hour until we have to meet with the army in the courtyard."

Is all he said while looking away from me, not truly giving me an answer. But in all honesty, he didn't have to. I reach up and touch the side of his face, guiding him with my touch until he is looking into my eyes.

"Stop worrying, I-I'm sure the All-Father will wake up before the Fire Demons come." I say, biting my lip as I do so.

Loki sighs, reaching up brushing his thumb across my lips. "I do wish you wouldn't try to lie to me, not only are you bad at it…But in all honesty it's delaying the inevitable."

My blood rushes to my cheeks and I look away. "I-I know it does not seem like the odds are in our favor, but I know that we'll get through this." I look back into his eyes, showing conviction in them as I do so.

"I know we will."

He squeezes my chin before letting it go and walking away from me with a calmness in his steps. Looking out his window he sighs, "I have not the slightest idea how you can be so sure."

I shake my head, "I-I do not understand-"

"Of course!" He says snappily, turning back to face me.

"How could you understand? Do you not understand why?"

I make no move to answer his question, when I don't he runs a hand through his hair and sighs.

"What you do not understand Sanna," he says as he starts pacing calmly at the foot of his bed.

"-Is that we are supposed to think that Asgard will always prevail. We are brought up thinking Asgard will never fall. Not only that, but we choose to act godlike, travelling to every realm. We aid all other beings in the nine realms and ask for nothing in return. We think ourselves gods. But now, the veil we have had over our eyes is lifting and reality comes through. We are being attacked and are unsure if we will survive. We are the ones who need assistance would you like to guess how many realms offered us assistance after all we have done for them?"

The more he spoke the angrier he seemed to grow, I look down unsure of what to say. "By your silence I guess that means none of them correct? Do you wish to know why?"

I nod my head, and Loki continues. "My dear Sanna, they think us gods! Why in the nine realms would a race of gods need help?"

He pauses, before continuing. "If we are supposed to be gods, then we should start acting like it. Perhaps, if the realms will not help us after all we have done for them, we should just play god and take away their choice to not help us."

Unable to watch him like this, I walk up to him slowly and grab his forearm, stopping him abruptly from his pace. He looks back at me expectantly, as if I was supposed to come to the same conclusion he did.

I swallow, "you're right Loki, much of what you say about Asgard is true."

He nods his head, a slight pride in his conclusion showing through.

"But, not all of it."

Loki looks surprised that I would even question his words and opens his mouth to speak.

I hold out my hand, "let me speak." His mouth closes.

I bite my lip, "it's true what you say. That we have been brought up to believe Asgard is too mighty and great to fall...But taking the other realms is not the answer. The answer is we need to accept that we are not gods."

I step forward and wrap my arms around him. "We are not all powerful, and certainly not omnipotent. We have faults, hopes, desires, fears, and weaknesses…Yes we are stronger than normal races, but when it comes down to everything-"

I cut off and look up into his eyes, "we are the same."

There it is! I know it's quick and I'm sorry for that but honestly that felt like the best place to end this chapter.

I can't promise my updates will be as frequent as they have been in the past...but I promise I will update.

I WILL NOT ABANDON MY STORY!

With that I shall see you all for the next chapter!