I closed his eyes, tears still streaming down my face. He's dead. I thought. This isn't a dream, this isn't a joke, he's actually dead. I covered him with a jacket I found on the ground and kissed his forehead.

"I love you." I whispered. I looked up at stark tower as I cried. I saw what looked like Thor and someone else in green and gold armour fighting. Suddenly the one in the green stabbed Thor and jumped off stark tower landing on one of the aliens hover crafts.

"Loki!" Yelled Thor in rage. So that was Loki. The one who started this all. The one who got my dad killed. I watched as Loki flew around New York. Trying to shoot down the Black Widow. I'll follow him. I thought. I'll follow him, then I'll kill him. I saw halkeye shoot an arrow at Loki, but he caught it. All of a sudden it blew up, sending Loki flying to the ground, not 30 feet away from me. This was my chance I thought. To get revenge. I grabbed a piece of sharp glass and made my way over to him, hiding behind cars as I went. I breathed in and out slowly. Did I really want to kill this man? Did I want to live with the fact that I took someone's life? He got my dad killed. This is his fault. Yet somehow looking at him lying on the ground, his eyes closed his chest going up and down, his parted lips, I couldn't do it. Instead I put down the glass and went to him.

"Excuse me?" I said, terrified. No answer. "Loki? Are you okay?" I asked. I yelped when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned to see Loki. I furred my brows, confused. "Wha-" I started as he put his hand around my throat. This was it. I'm going to die now. I closed my eyes and awaited my death. Then I thought, what am I doing, this man killed my father, now he was going to kill me. No. I will not die in the hands of a monster. I went limp, trying to make is seem like I was dying. And maybe I was, but I wasn't going down without a fight. When his hand relaxed slightly around my throat, I took the opportunity to grab his head and hit it against mine as hard as I could. He let go, backing away. I saw spots and was wondering if he saw them too. My vision was blurry. I knew he wouldn't be as affected by it as I was so I searched for the glass I dropped earlier. My vision cleared enough for me to see pretty clearly. I grabbed it and turned to look for Loki. As soon as I turned I knocked the glass out of my hand.

"Pity mortal." He said, "what makes you think you will be any match for me, Loki, God of mischief." He was a god?! I thought. No wonder he wasn't bothered by our head crashing.

"What is Loki, God of mischief doing on earth." I asked. He cocked his head.

"Why would I tell you anything?" He asked.

"Maybe because you killed me father." I said, feeling rage bubbling up inside me.

"Did I?" He said smirking.

"Yeah," I said, "you did." I flung myself at him, knocking him to the ground. I tried to punch him, but he caught my fist, pushing me off of him.

"Silly girl." He said angrily. He grabbed his staph that had fell to the ground beside him when he fell. He pointed it at me. "Kneel." He said.

"Not to you." I said.

"Then you shall meet the same fate as your father." He said.

"At least I can die with my dignity." I said. He frowned. Then everything went black.

Loki's P.O.V

I stood back on stark tower, watching my glorious work destroy the city. I will rule them I thought. I will be king. They will all kneel. To me and my queen. I decided she would be my queen. I knocked her out, then picked her up and brought her up to stark tower. She was still unconscious, but not for long. She would wake, and when she did, she would see her city burn. She would have nothing left but me, and she would have to join me, she would want to join me. The avengers were no match for my chatarie army. They would fall.

I felt her presence stir behind me. She was waking up. I heard a soft moan. I turned to see she had a hand on her head. Something stirred inside me, seeing her in pain.

"Where am I?" She asked.

"Where we shall rule, my queen." I replied smirking.

"Your que- wait what?!" I could see her eyes filled with confusion. "I will never be your queen." She said triumphantly.

"Oh you will my sweet." I cooed. "When I win the war, you will."

"Never." She said.

I brushed it aside. "What is your name my sweet?" I asked.

"Ava Marko."

"Ava, what a pretty name." I said taking a step towards her.

"Don't come any closer." I could hear her voice quiver slightly. She was afraid. Weren't they all?

"I will come as close to you as I want, for I am your king." I said, taking a few more steps towards her.

"Please, just let me go." She pleaded. I huffed out an angry breath.

"I am your king, you kneel to me, take orders from me, and do exactly as I say!" I said starting to shout. She closed her eyes. "What are you doing?" I asked more annoyed than anything. I took another step towards her. She took a step back. Another step, another step back.

"I do not take orders from monsters." She said.

"I may be a monster, but I am the truth of humanity." I said, taking another step towards her. She started taking a step back but she was already at the edge of the tower. She gasped, reaching out for me as she started to fall. I reached out for her, but it was to late. She was already falling. She would not survive this fall. We met eyes as she grew closer to the ground. She closed her eyes before she hit the concrete. And died. I jumped off the balcony, landing on a chitarie hover craft, jumping from one to the other until I could safely jump to the ground where she lay. I ran to her, feeling something I didn't know what. Her hair was spread around her, covered in blood from her crushed skull. Her legs and arms were twisted in disturbing ways. It looked like her back was broken as well. Yet somehow she still seemed beautiful. He walked to the other side where he could see her face. Her eyes were closed, her lips were pared slightly. Blood trickled from her mouth and nose.

"Loki." I heard behind me. It was a voice I knew all to well. Thor. "What have you done." He said starting to walk to Ava's body.

"I didn't mean to, she fell off stark tower." I said. Thor picked her up. "Please Thor, take her to Asguard, maybe there some way they can revive her."

"No Loki, look at her." He said. "Do you honestly think you can help her now?" He asked. I shook my head. "That's what I thought." He said. "Your chitarie forces have fallen, the other avengers will be coming for you." He said, walking away with Ava's body.