In a flash of silver light, Loki and Seliena feel down onto the bramble covered ground. "Ow, how very graceful," Loki ground out, pulling thorns out of the palms of his hands.
"Oh shut it, Mr. I-can't-even-cast-a-simple-spell-because-my-magic-is being-repressed!" Seliena snapped as she struggled to stand up, her teeth grinding together as she exerted herself.
That was when Loki noticed the stain of red on her filthy jeans.
"You're hurt," he commented, losing his angry façade. "It's a scratch, must've gotten it when we fell." She grunts, almost standing up before she slipped on some wet leaves and falling on her tushy.
Loki sighed and walked over to her, slipping his arms under her knees and on her mid-back. "What are you doing?" She squeaked, squirming to move away, but she was firmly in his grasp.
"I'm going to carry you so that we can find a more suitable place to check out that wound upon your leg." Loki explained, standing up while balancing carefully.
*She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, burying her face into his neck. "Damn, you're tall." She whimpered.
He laughs, but says nothing as he traipses through the forest.
It was early morning when they started, and Loki decided then that he would keep going until nightfall.
So throughout the day, he would periodically check on the wound on her leg by pressing on it. Seliena would either wince or let in a sharp bit of air.
It was around noon when Loki felt a pulsing heat around the wound. It's infected. Perfect. Loki thought bitterly.
Loki was falling into the rhythm of his own footsteps, Seliena's steady breathing, and her heartbeat.
Loki looked up at the darkening sky. Gods, I pray that someone finds us, and quickly.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN WE LOST BOTH SELIENA AND LOKI!?" Fury bellowed angrily at his two assassins, Clint and Natasha.
"Loki must've heard me tell Jackie about the distress signal that Seliena sent out and decided to escape. And Seliena hasn't made contact sense the message was sent last night at one."
Natasha nodded. "There are two possible outcomes to the chain of events that has occurred. Either Loki has escaped, hoping that Seliena was either too preoccupied to handle him or dead. Or he went to help her." Natasha crossed her arms over her chest. "In my opinion, the first outcome is the more likely."
"Either way, you two better find them. And quickly." Fury said in a warning voice before dismissing them.