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Chapter 20
Loki had never seen Emmeline look so beautiful as she did now, walking toward him on the bifrost. Loki stood next to Odin and Thor in a Midgardian 'suit'. He knew Emmeline loved them, so he would wear it, as was requested. Looking at her nearly took his breath away. It took all his self control not to grab her and take her on the Rainbow Bridge at that very moment. His mother's dress fit her perfectly, gold sparkles cascading over the white silk, flattering her every curve—around her hips and breasts. Her golden-red hair was left down in soft silken curls, rolling like a waterfall down her shoulders. She knew he loved it that way. Her big brown eyes sparkled among the stars, and Loki smiled at her as she floated toward him.
As Emmeline made her way to Loki, he found himself unable to focus on anything but her. Odin and Thor had vanished. The audience of Lady Sif, the Warriors Three, and the Asgardian army vanished. It was only Loki and Emmeline. When she reached him, he took her hands in his and brought them to his lips.
"You look…breathtakingly gorgeous," he told her. "Please, have mercy." Emmeline smiled and blushed.
"You look super sexy too," she replied. "Not a hair out of place; you perfect heartthrob prince." Loki smiled at her. It was impossible not to smile at Emmeline every chance Loki got. It was his way of communicating his intense passion and love for her at every waking moment.
Odin's voice rang out on the bifrost, calling Loki and Emmeline's attention to the Allfather.
"We have gathered here, to unite Loki Odinson, Prince of Asgard, and Emmeline Collins, maiden of Midgard. May this union bring happiness to the Nine Realms and the heavens of Valhalla as the love flourishes between them, as it will never die." The Allfather paused and looked to Emmeline. "The bride shall now profess her love for the groom."
Emmeline smiled at Odin and then looked Loki straight in the eyes.
"Loki Odinson, Prince of Asgard…I love you from the bottom of my heart. Before I met you, I didn't have anything or anyone, and I felt outcast by the world. And if someone would have told me I'd fall in love with a demigod from outer space that tried to kidnap me, I would have called them crazy flakes." She smiled and Loki looked at her lovingly. "But you…you make me feel wanted. You make me feel special and loved. And I want to make you feel like that; I feel like I understand you better than anyone, and I love you the way you are. I'm messed up and have freaky powers, but you love me anyway. I don't care if you're a Frost Giant, an Asgardian prince, or an alien from Mars; I love every bit of you. Not to mention you are really mega super hot. You are a powerful, dominant man; conquering the world and looking damn good doing it. I love the way you walk like a swag master, I love the way you talk like a Harvard graduate, I love the way you beat people up for me, and I love the way you love me. Every day with you is like falling in love all over again and I can't think of anyone better to fall with for the rest of my life. I'll love you to infinity and beyond, and no matter what happens, I'll follow you to the ends of the universe. Let's take over the world together, Loki."
If it weren't for everyone watching he and Emmeline, Loki would have cried, out of sheer love for her. She squeezed his hands when she finished and smiled at him. Odin looked to his adopted son.
"And the groom shall now profess his love for the bride," he said. Loki swallowed; he had so much to say, even eternity wouldn't be enough time. But he would do his best to tell her. Try to possibly explain to her the depths of his devotion.
"Emmeline Collins, maiden of Midgard; I love you more than I can possibly explain. Before you I thought I couldn't care for anything; that nothing was worth sparing in this Hell-pit of a universe. But you showed up and pushed all of those thoughts out of orbit. My soul is a black abyss of darkness and cruelty, but you are the light in the midst of it all. You love me for who I am, and that's more than I could ever ask of anyone. I love your determination, I love your power, and I love your eyes. You take away my emptiness and my pain; my loneliness and suffering. Madness plagues my heart, and you are that madness. Without you, I would surely die. Everything of importance to me would mean nothing. You are my only reason to be alive. And you are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen. I am but a victim to your physical charm. You are my one weakness, but I do not care. You are living proof that happiness is possible for me. I want to give you the world; I want you to rule by my side as the queen you were born to be. Every taste of your lips is like satisfying an addiction so strong that you would die for the want of it. Every word out of your mouth is like the song of the angels of Valhalla, beckoning me to hang onto everything you say. Every gaze I place upon you fills me with an overwhelming joy. Every time you touch me, you take all my burdens that hold me down and leave me feeling weightless. I would die Emmeline, in exchange for just one more second of your happiness. I want to spend eternity with you. I can only give you all of myself, but one day I will give you the world."
Tears of happiness sparkled in Emmeline's bright brown eyes. She held her stare at him and smiled, flashing him her perfect white teeth. When Odin spoke, they didn't lift their gazes.
"We pray that this marriage is pleasing to the heavens, as the love between the two has been proven. By the power vested unto me by Valhalla, I now proclaim Loki Odinson of Asgard and Emmeline Collins of Midgard husband and wife for eternity." Odin looked at Loki and smiled. "You may now kiss the bride."
Loki looked intently into Emmeline's eyes and placed his hands on the small of her back, pulling her into him and pressing his lips to hers. The Asgardians around them clapped, but Loki could only hear Emmeline's soft moans as he slid his tongue into her mouth. She intoxicated him with her kiss; it was as if nothing mattered to him but her. Making her happy, keeping her safe, pleasuring her in any way she wanted…only that was what Loki placed importance upon now.
When Loki and Emmeline finally let go of the kiss, Loki felt something on his wrist, on his right hand. This was it; the Mark of One Soul. Emmeline gasped and both of them looked at each other's wrists. Loki studied his wrist and just below his palm, the Mark began to form. It burned a little for a second, and then the black marking appeared fully and permanently. He stared at it. It was a cluster of twisted and curled lines inside of a diamond shape. Loki knew what the symbol was, and it made him smile.
"What is it?" Emmeline asked him. Odin leaned in to look at it and so did Thor.
"It is the Twist of Fate," Odin stated.
"It symbolizes that our souls are bound as one by fate and fate alone. We were destined," said Loki. Emmeline smiled up at him.
"I knew it," she said.
When the ceremony was over and all congratulations had been doled out, Loki picked Emmeline up and carried her off the bifrost and into the palace, leaving their friends cheering. Emmeline had never been happier. She had just married the man of her dreams; the man she loved. She smiled to herself as she looked at him.
"I'll take you to my chambers now," he said. "If it is inhabited by any Chitauri, I will just kill any who are in there."
"Why can't we just go back to your mom's room?" Emmeline asked. Loki gave her a disturbed expression.
"I'm not going to make love to you in Mother's room!" he said. Emmeline chuckled.
"Oh yeah, sorry," she said. When they neared Loki's room, there was one soldier standing in front of the door. It spotted Loki and Emmeline and charged toward them, but Emmeline froze it quickly with her powers. Loki looked down at her.
"I love you," he said, smiling. She gave a cheeky smile back. Loki opened the door and luckily the room was empty. He set Emmeline down on his bed—which she noticed was remarkably soft—and closed the door. He turned back to her with a mischievous smile.
"I know we've done this…several times before tonight," he said, stalking toward her with a playful gleam in his eye. He slowly crawled onto the bed, pinning Emmeline down to the black and gold sheets as he held himself above her. "But this time will be different." Emmeline let out a slow sigh; the simple look he was giving her seduced her.
"W-What do you mean?" she asked breathlessly. Loki licked his lips and traced his finger down her cheek, down her neck… Emmeline closed her eyes and sighed again.
"I mean," Loki whispered softly, beginning to slip her dress off of her shoulders, "I'm going to back down and let you call the shots." Loki spoke slowly and softly; seducing Emmeline in a way that only made her desire him more. Loki's shining emerald eyes stared into her glossy brown, his face leaning so slowly down to hers that Emmeline almost couldn't take it anymore. She let out a breath she'd been holding when Loki's lips finally grazed against hers. He kissed her tenderly, pushing the rest of Emmeline's dress off of her. When he had tossed the beautiful dress onto the floor, he let go of Emmeline and stood up in front of her. She sat up, longing for his touch once again. Loki spread his arms out, that mischievous grin never fading from his expression.
"Do to me what you wish, my darling," he said. Emmeline gave Loki her own mischievous grin and gripped his tie, slowly pulling him down to her until their noses were touching. She brought her lips to his ear and whispered:
"You don't know what you've asked for." Loki smiled and chuckled darkly as Emmeline pulled him back onto the bed with her.
Loki awoke the next morning to Emmeline's head resting on his bare chest. He smiled down at her, his beautiful princess. He brought his right hand up to stroke her hair as she still slept soundly.
On his wrist he noticed the Twist of Fate; the symbol that arose on he and Emmeline's wrists. They were fated to be together; destined from the beginning of all the Nine Realms. That made him smile. He turned back to the princess that captured his heart; her auburn curls in a mess over his chest. She was perfect. She was a goddess. Loki could hardly believe she was a mortal.
Mortal.
Loki had known she was a mortal from the beginning; he had never denied this fact. But yet the word lingered in his mind now. Loki was a god. He would live for thousands of years…and yet Emmeline's kind only got a measly century, if even that. She would age; begin fading away before Loki's very eyes. How would he handle that? When Emmeline died, it would surely kill him. And if it didn't, Loki would find a way to die. He would beg Thor; beg Odin. Odin would be obliged.
Emmeline started to stir, lifting her head off of Loki's chest and greeting him with a smile.
"Good mor—" she started, but her smile faded. "Loki, what's wrong? Why do you look so sad?"
"It is nothing," Loki replied. "I was just thinking about…your mortal kind…"
"We don't live very long," Emmeline finished. Loki said nothing, afraid of upsetting her. "I've been thinking about that too. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, that's why I married you, but…will you still love me when I'm not pretty anymore?" Loki smiled sweetly at her.
"Of course my love. However I cannot imagine that ever happening, especially not after last night." Emmeline giggled.
"Oh yeah. By the way, I meant to ask you but I was…otherwise engaged; you turned a little blue last night. A lot blue. I know you're a Frost Giant, but why did you turn if you weren't holding the Casket?"
"All this time my Asgardian skin has been a subconscious illusion I have maintained to blend in. Last night you stormed through my defenses with your seductive caress and all control I had over my magic was lost. My Jotun form was then exposed. Did it bother you?"
"Oh no! I was just wondering. Loki, of course it wouldn't bother me! I love every frosty bit of you." Loki smiled and Emmeline kissed him quickly. She stood up and wrapped a sheet around herself.
"Why do you cover yourself?" Loki asked. "We are not strangers." Emmeline blushed.
"I know," she said. "I just…I don't know. I don't want you to study me too close. It makes me self conscious."
"Emmeline, there is not a single part of you that I don't like."
"Not even my feet?" she asked. Loki chuckled.
"Now what's wrong with your feet?" he asked.
"They're big."
"That's foolish; they're perfect. You are perfect." Emmeline blushed again.
"You're perfect too, but I must say, your hair is my favorite part…and your neck. Oh, your hair is so long and black and your neck is just so…oh." Emmeline shuddered a little. Loki grinned.
"Come back over here so I can kiss you," he said.
Everyone noticed the sky turning black that morning. Everyone noticed the smoke that filled the air, giving off an aura of danger and power. Everyone noticed the gigantic figure arising from the newly-made crater outside the palace. An eerie silence swept over the Asgardian people; mothers holding their children close in an effort to protect them from whatever this was. As the smoke cleared, a blue light shone from the hand of the figure. The light illuminated from what was recognized as a golden glove with three gems in it. There were six spaces for gems, and three of them were missing. The people didn't know what this bright glove was; but Thor did. It was the Infinity Gauntlet; incomplete, but still powerful. Thanos had arrived in Asgard. Thor knew he had to tell the Allfather; Thanos wouldn't waste time.
Thor used Mjolnir to fly him to the bifrost, where his father was training the Asgardian army.
"Father!" Thor called. Odin turned to address his son. "Thanos has arrived. He is in the village."
"It is time," Odin replied. "Warn Loki and his wife." Thor nodded and made his way inside the palace, taking out any soldiers within his path. When he approached Loki's chambers, he pounded on the door.
"Loki!" he called. Emmeline was the one to open the door.
"Thor, is everything okay?" she asked. Loki came to the door when he heard Thor's name.
"Thanos is here," Thor said. "The war has begun." Loki paused, and then turned to Emmeline.
"Stay by my side at all times. I do not want you getting hurt," he said. Emmeline nodded and Loki turned to Thor.
"Let us not waste time," he said.
Thor, Loki, and Emmeline all hurried to the bifrost, where Odin, Sif, the Warriors Three and the Asgardian army were waiting. All of them were sullen; holding heavy in their hearts the lives that were to be lost and the fear of whom it would be. The fear of losing the war.
"Under all costs, protect the people," Odin said to his army of warriors. "If Thanos wins, the fate of all Nine Realms will be in the balance."
With those simple words, Odin released his army to begin fighting the Chitauri. Thor moved out with them and Sif caught up to him.
"Don't lose hope," she said. She must have seen the less-than-courageous look on Thor's face.
"Of course not, my lady," Thor said. "We cannot afford doubt at a time like this."
Emmeline had known when Thanos arrived. The minute he set foot in Asgard she could sense it. She felt a surge inside of her, like a strange energy pulling at her. She felt her powers surge as well; reacting to the energy. What was it, and why was it affecting her this way? She didn't know. But with that energy there was an eerie, dangerous feeling with it. An instinct to fight or flee. Fight. But she knew they couldn't do it alone.
Asgard's army was impressive. It was large and hard to kill. Sif was an excellent warrior and the Warriors Three could take all of Jotunheim if they wanted to, but from what Emmeline had seen of the Chitauri, they would need help. Professional, hero help. When Loki began to follow Thor after Odin had sent his army off, Emmeline grabbed him and stopped when they made it to the golden pedestal in the observatory.
"What is it love?" asked Loki.
"Where's Heimdall?" Emmeline asked, not answering his question. "He can see everyone right?"
"Yes, but what do you need of his powers?"
"The Avengers have fought the Chitauri before. They couldn't do it by themselves, so they called on us and we helped them. …I don't think we can do it alone either, so it's time they return the favor. I need Heimdall to bring them here."
"Are you sure they—"
"—S.H.I.E.L.D. knows about this Infinity thing. We need all the help we can get. With their research, we can find out how to stop Thanos and his weird magic stuff. Plus, if he wins, Earth will be in danger too. This is their fight as well." Loki nodded.
"Very well. Heimdall sees everything, yes; so he will see you searching for him. He will be here in—"
"—Right you are, Prince Loki," Heimdall said, entering the observatory. "You needed me, Princess?" Emmeline smiled at the new title and put her hand around the handle of the golden sword.
"Will you send for the Avengers?" she asked. "They will help us." Heimdall nodded once.
"I will," he said. He approached the pedestal and Emmeline stepped down from it. She studied Heimdall as he looked out amongst the stars, searching for her friends. He then closed his eyes and pushed the golden sword into the pedestal, sending the bifrost spinning. Emmeline looked to make sure there wasn't anyone on it at the moment, and she let out a sigh of relief when she realized there wasn't.
After a brief moment, the bifrost dropped Tony, Steve, Banner, and Agent Romanoff on the floor of the Asgardian observatory. They all shook their heads, dizzy from the unexpected journey, and looked up to see Emmeline standing over them.
"Hi guys!" she said.
(Ooh, it's about to go down! We're nearing the end folks, so if there is anything you would like to see before that time, let me know! :) Also, if you want to see Loki and Emmeline's Mark of One Soul, I set it as my profile pic. I drew the actual symbol, and edited it into the picture of them. For Emmeline, I used the German supermodel Barbara Meier. So if you want, check it out.)
