Interlude 2
Interlude 2
truth-truth-truth
change is of no use, all things exist as they ever will
the rightful king—
the voices stop, turn inwards.
Loki blinks, opens his his eyes. He frowns at the Tesseract, at the silence and shift in focus; shakes his head as if that might clear it.
(There is something that is no—
pain explodes behind his eyes, wild and feral and he will devour the world whole, he will destroy it, how dare they
(consume-create-consume-create)
The taste of his own blood in his mouth as he bites down on the flesh of his hand is all that draws him back (hunger), all that keeps him from screaming a challenge. He shakes, curled in on his knees, breath ragged and harsh as he tries to place what has changed.
The Tesseract is silent.
“No,” he hisses, dragging himself back, trying to look ordered, in control (he wants to rend this fleet apart, wants to devour them all, save Thanos for last, and it might ease the pain in his ribs, the need-need-need)
(who was in his head, who would dare—
he feels a heart jolt, but it is not his, feels air and confusion
--Tony.)
He snarls, lashes out for no other reason than to destroy.
(consume-create-consume-create)
He can’t stay here. He needs--needed the Tesseract so that he could take Thanos, and the Tesseract is that Thanos’ sees use for him for, and without it, without it communicating with him--rejected, Tony, he’s going to—
He freezes, muscles twitching beneath the skin.
Plans change. Foremost, he must not allow Thanos to find out about the Tesseract--must not give the Tesseract time to latch onto someone else here and betray him as he is sure it so dearly wants to do.
Even the Cosmic Cube takes betrayal poorly.
(Then he will find someone to eat, several someones.)
(Burn it to the ground a voice that sounds like Tony’s laughs, and oh how Loki intends to.)