Revenge
The shutters wrapped against the windows and the lights flickered. Pure rage echoed from Wanda's lungs as she shouted curses at Arya and Loki. Jane standing close behind, her hand reaching for the small side table. Wanda's eyes drifted to Jane's slow movements and flicked her wrist. Jane screamed out in pain. Her wrist snapping. Arya turned to Jane, about to go to her but she waved her off. Telling her she was fine and to keep her focus on the witch in front of them.
"Last time I saw you, you were running for your life." Loki seethed and Wanda smiled.
"You should have stayed gone." Arya said balling her fists.
"I gathered you would miss me too much." Wanda said then she planted her feet and threw Jane back against the wall behind her. She fell to the ground in a heap, unconscious.
Arya couldn't help herself, she removed herself from Wanda's piercing glare and Loki's side and sped to Jane. Holding her head up she noticed a spot of blood on the back of her head. Jane's eyes fluttered open but then closed as quick as they saw any light. Arya panicked. Biting into her wrist and holding it to Jane's lips.
"Drink!" Arya asked, begging Jane to do so. Jane in and out of darkness slowly took a sip from her sister's wrist. A moment later she fell into darkness once more. Arya lifted her sister into her arms and sped upstairs, laying Jane in her bed and locking the door behind her before running back down the stairs to aid Loki.
When she arrived they were gone. The door wide open and the morning breeze seeping in. Arya ran to the door and peered down each side of the street. No sign of them. Her phone rang on the kitchen counter. She picked it up, it was Erin.
"Please tell me Loki didn't get kidnapped." Erin said through the phone and Arya's eyes went wide. How did she know?
"Wanda was here, she hurt Jane. Loki and Wanda are gone. How did you know?" Arya asked in a panic.
"I just had a feeling... I'll explain later. Is Jane okay?"
"I think so. I got to her in time. Can you come to the house? I need to find him." Arya said in a rush. Pulling on her leather jacket and boots, then grabbing her keys. She rushed out of the door and to her car.
"I'll be there as quick as I can." Erin said and Arya hung up. She gripped the steering wheel of her vehicle with a force. White knuckling it the entire way down the drive way. She picked up her phone and dialed Natasha's number.
"I need your help." Arya said when Natasha answered, not giving her a moment to say a greeting. "It's Loki. Wanda took him." Arya said.
"Say no more. I'll meet you at the estate." Natasha said then the phone went silent.
Arya drove like a mad woman to the Odinson estate. Silently hoping Thor would somehow know his bother had been taken and had rushed home to help. But upon her arrival to the vast home of white pillars and art covered walls, Thor was not there. Considering the previous night; Arya had hoped not to run into the massive golden haired vampire. But a part of her still wished he was there, to aid in their quest to return Loki home.
Brunhild met her at the door, sensing her presence as her car burst into the driveway.
"Natasha is in the lounge." Brunhild said with a sad smile, a small part of her already knowing what had transpired between Arya and Loki. "I'm sorry." Brunhild said placing a hand on Arya's arm.
"I'm sorry too." Arya said acknowledging Brunhild's personal connection to Loki as well.
Arya and Brunhild met Natasha in the lounge. Sitting on the plush seating in anxious silence.
"He was sulking at a bar. Drunk as a skunk." Natasha said leaning her head on the back of the sofa she sat on. "When I first met him. Talking about how he got into an argument with Thor for the umpteenth time. I had no idea what the fight was about, but it was big enough that he felt obligated to drink about it. I stayed with him all night at that bar. That's how we became friends. Best friends. We have to find him." Natasha explained. Revealing how she and Thor's younger brother met.
"You knew her best out of all three of us. Where could she be keeping him? And why would she take him in the first place?" Brunhild asked and Arya rubbed her temples.
"To hurt me. And him. Hela wanted me dead, and Loki killed her for it. This is all about revenge. Always has been." Arya said.
"We end this. Today." Brunhild said standing and walking over to the far book shelf. A small wooden box on the third shelf. She picked it up and made her way back over to where Natasha and Arya sat. Placing the box on the mahogany table between the sofas. She opened the box and pulled out a golden crystal strung on a string, and a map folded delicately. She unfolded the map and placed it on the table.
"How long ago did the two of you..." Brunhild trailed off.
"Why?" Arya asked narrowing her eyes at the witch before her.
"Did you feed on one another?" Brunhild asked flatly. Arya's face flushed. Why would she ask such a thing?
"It's a vampire thing. We all do it. Nothing to be ashamed of." Natasha said, her words assuring. Arya then nodded to Brunhild. Admitting their blood lust activities to be true.
"His blood runs in your veins. Hold out of your palm." Brunhild said and Arya obliged. Holding out her hand, Brunhild picked up a small blade from the wooden box and cut Arya's hand. She flinched slightly. Brunhild spoke some soft words in an unknown language to Arya and Natasha's ears. Her wound staying open. "Grip the amulet." Brunhild placed the glittering crystal in Arya's bloodied palm. "Release it, but keep hold of it's tether." Brunhild said then placed her hand over Arya's. The crystal began to spin on the map. "I can track him. With his blood. The amulet will tell us on the map where he is. If her magic is still weakened, it should be fairly easy." She said closing her eyes and whispering those mysterious words again. "Think of him, only him." She said between hushed expressions of spell.
Arya did think of him. And only him. And soon the amulet halted and the blood that had dripped on the page lead a trail directly to Mystic Falls Hospital. Of course it had to be there.