Nidavellir pt 3
You instantly glanced down at your hands. It’s not me. You saw your hands shaking but no flames were present. I didn't do this. You felt a cold hand on you back. You swiftly turned, catching the gaze of a worried Loki.
“It wasn’t me.”
Your voice came out shaky. You don’t know if you were trying to convince him or you.
“I know.”
His voice was calm as he swiftly gestured to your right. You followed his gaze barely making out the forms through the smoke. Huge rock-like creatures flooded the area.
“Rock trolls? I thought they were banished from this realm.”
“Evidently not.”
Loki’s expression turned serious. But something tugged at the back of your mind. You turned to him, matching his serious look.
“Tell me this wasn’t you.”
His eyes widened in shock.
“You honestly think I would want to come here?”
“Well, it would be a good way to incapacitate Thor.”
“Ah yes I would risk both our lives just for the satisfaction of besting Thor.”
Loki glared at you but you cocked your head in confusion.
“I honestly can’t tell if you’re being sarcastic.”
Loki huffed in anger.
“I may have been responsible for the circumstance with Heimdall, but I never intended to actually be sent to Nidavellir.”
He paused, his gaze shifting to the rubble and bodies.
“And I would never hurt those who are innocent.”
He turned away from you, his eyes dropping to the floor like a scolded child. You felt the sting of guiltiness wash over you. True you knew he had something to do with this whole set up. But you also knew him better than to assume he could be behind this massacre. You reached out to him slightly pulling on his cloak.
“Sorry, this is all just messed up.”
Loki turned to you staring into your eyes before sighing. His expression softened.
“I know, I never meant for it to go this far. We have to get out of here.”
You nodded before scanning your surroundings. You were both in a large stone hall which stretched out as far as you could see in both directions.
“Where are the others?”
You both turned as you heard a familiar yell than a loud thump. Rubble launched towards you and you quickly threw yourself in front of Loki taking as much of the damage as possible. You felt multiple stings as rocks shredded through your clothes. I knew I should have worn armor. The dust began to settle and you could make out multiple figures in front of you. Thor was standing on top of a rock troll as Sif was battling back two directly behind him. You figured the warriors were not far behind. You felt a cold touch on your face and winced. You turned your gaze slightly and noticed that Loki was inspecting a small gash on your cheek. He slowly pulled away quickly examining the rest of your body which was riddled with small cuts and gashes. Nothing you couldn’t handle.
“I’m fine. Just a scratch.”
“Thank you.”
You locked onto his gaze which was sincere. You almost broke into a smile.
“How do we keep falling into these situations?”
Loki broke into a grin.
“Centuries of friendship and I still can’t come to any logical conclusion.”
You smiled at his response before turning towards Thor and the others.
“You come prepared?”
“Always.”
Loki flicked his wrists and a knife appeared in each hand. You pulled the spare knife out from inside your boot. At least I’ve got this. You channeled your energy igniting the blade, before taking off to join the others. Loki followed closely behind.
“You know, I doubt knives will have much effect on stone.”
You glanced back at him.
“We just need to get close enough for Heimdall to get us all back safely.”
“You try to convince Thor of that plan.”
He had a point, once Thor got riled up it was hard to calm him down, especially with the others urging him on.
“We’ll figure that out later.”
You turned your gaze back to the front but was instantly met with the sight of a rock troll barreling your way. Gods, I hope this works. You channeled more power into your blade, flames stretched out to the length of a sword. You quickly brought your arm up to block the blow of the oncoming rock troll. His fist met your blade. A loud crack sounded through the cave as rocks fell to your feet. The rock troll staggered backward and you took the opportunity to slash his torso. Your blade made a slice halfway through the rock but got stuck. Shit. You tried to add more flame but it was too late, the troll brought his other arm down swinging which caught you on the left side of your ribcage. The impact sent you flying into the wall on your right knocking the breath out of you. You lay on the floor gasping for air as you see the troll make his way towards you. Shit! You tried to channel your power but realized your hand was empty. You glanced around but couldn’t find your knife anywhere. SHIT! The troll was practically on top of you, you could hear Loki calling your name but the troll blocked your entire vision. It grabbed a boulder from beside you and lifted it over its head. Not like this! You felt a surge of energy pulse through you. You raised your hands in front of your face and released a stream of flames at the troll. You heard many distinct cracks. As your flames began to subside you could make out the remains of the troll falling into a pile of rocks at your feet. Your hands fell to your sides and you sharply inhaled trying to regain your breath.
“(Y/N)! Are you alright?”
You glanced up and caught Loki’s figure in the distance. You gave a soft nod and slowly began to rise to your feet. Your vision began to blur and you stumbled back to the ground. Used too much. You shook your head trying to get your vision back. Come on. You gazed back up as your vision began to clear. You noticed Loki had been cornered by two trolls. Each posed to attack. You tried to pull yourself up but fell to the floor again. Your gaze met Loki’s as two fists made contact.
“No!”
The trolls turned their attention to you. You stumbled back, hitting the wall behind you, tears pricked the corner of your eyes. The trolls moved closer and your hands began to shake. This can’t be happening. Just as the trolls raised their arms to attack they crumbled to the floor. Loki’s figure emerged from behind them.
“Guess knives are more effective than I thought.”
You stared at him in shock. He crept over the remains of the trolls and held your hand out to you. You grasped it absentmindedly and he pulled you up.
“I thought you would know better by now.”
He gave you a slight smirk. It finally clicked in your head.
“An illusion?!”
You snapped and punched his shoulder. He winced slowly rubbing the spot.
“I was worried!”
Loki brought his hand to his chest.
“Awww, I’m touched.”
That only made you hit him again and harder.
“Ow! You know normal people bruise.”
You scoffed as you walked past him.
“Come on we still need to get to the others.”
Loki fell in step beside you.
“We could just leave them here.”
You gave him an irritated look. He sighed.
“Rescue plan it is.”
You came to the end of the hall and caught sight of Thor on the other side of a large open area. You were about to make a break for him but Loki pulled you against the wall, clamping a hand over your mouth. You caught his eyes and he shook his head then slowly nodded up. You glanced upwards noticing numerous trolls on a ledge that hung over the entrance you almost dashed through. Loki slowly released his hand from your mouth. You dropped your voice to a whisper.
“We can’t just leave them there.”
“Technically.”
You turned to give him a look but noticed he was scanning the area. You could see him calculating the possibilities. He turned to you quickly.
“Can you use your power again?”
You dropped your gaze. Could I? Your vision was back to normal but you felt exhausted. You have never used that much power all at once, using it again would probably cause you to faint. You looked back up to him slowly nodding. He gazed at you for a moment before turning to the opening.
“Wait for them to all attack then fire.”
He began to walk through the entrance. You quickly moved to grab his cloak but your hand past through the fabric. You smirked. A double. Loki’s double walked out into the large arena, instantly the rock trolls jumped on him from above. Other rock trolls in the vicinity took notice, running towards the ruckus. Loki’s double turned to them before getting hit by the falling rock trolls. The double quickly vanished in a green light, the trolls looked around confused.
“Over here.”
Another double appeared to their left. They ran at him in unison, more gathering in the bunch. The lead troll brought his arm down on the double, which disappeared again.
“You trolls really are brainless.”
This time the double was behind them. They all turned again, charging at the double. A few trolls also charged from behind the double. One troll moved to grab him but once again the double vanished.
“No wonder you are a weaker race.”
This double was directly in front of you. The trolls all stampeded towards you. You held your hands up, feeling the energy fill your hands. Wait for it. All the trolls banded together forming a large group. Wait for it. They nearly were at the entrance. Wait for it. The first troll reached out to pummel the double. Now. You released your power and an explosion of flames stretched out covering the entire entrance and beyond. Your vision started to blur and you became light-headed. The flames started to dwindle and you began to fall backward. You were caught by a familiar cold grip. Loki held you up by your shoulders, your head slumped against his chest. You took deep ragged breaths, trying to remain conscious.
“Di-Did I get- em?”
“Yeah”
Loki’s breath tickled your ear. In any other circumstance you know you would be blushing, but you were focused on other things at the moment.
“Good.”
Your head began to pound. You closed your eyes but you remained conscious. You tried to focus on moving, but your body wouldn’t respond to any commands. You heard a soft sigh, then felt your body being raised off the ground. You felt Loki’s arm under your legs and behind your back. Was he carrying me? You felt movement and realized you were moving forward. You gave up on trying to figure out what was happening and laid your head against the softness that was Loki’s chest.
“I see we have (Y/N) to thank for the save.”
“Oh come on Sif, I totally had those trolls on the ropes.”
“You broke your sword on the first troll Fandral, what were you going to do, talk the trolls to death.”
“As a matter of fact, I was planning on charming them.”
You heard Sif sigh loudly.
“Is she alright brother?”
“She will be alright after some rest.”
You felt Loki place you down on the ground, he stayed kneeling beside you, holding you up.
“We need to get out of here.”
“Not without besting the rest of these trolls. Come, brother, we will finish the off toget-“
You assumed Loki shot Thor a death glare.
“(Y/N) needs to get back to Asgard Thor, we can return with more forces to wipe these trolls out.”
Hogun's voice of reason. You could hear Thor sigh.
“Very well. Heimdall.”
You held your breath waiting for the portal to open. But nothing happened. You felt Loki tense.
“He said he would give us an hour.”
Oh no.
“So?”
Sif sounded irritated.
“If he knew we were in trouble he would have teleported us out ages ago.”
No one must have caught on because Loki sighed before continuing.
“For some reason, he can’t see us. Meaning he has no reason to open a portal until that hour is up.”
“How long do we have left?”
“Fifteen minutes. Give or take.”
You felt all there gazes drop to you. You slowly opened your eyes. Your headache which was beginning to fade came back at full force as the light of the arena flooded your vision. You winced. Volstagg adjusted the grip on his ax.
“Very well, we can survive another few minutes.”
As if on cue, thumping began to echo around the arena. You slowly began to sit up, Loki helping you adjust your weight.
“That does not sound good.”
Everyone save for Loki, turned their gaze around the arena entrances, Loki kept his eyes on you.
“I’m fine.”
Loki smirked.
“Clearly.”
The thumping grew louder as countless trolls entered the arena. You turned your gaze up, your eyes adjusting to the sight of trolls advancing in a circle around the seven of you.
“This is not good.”
The warriors took up positions in a semi-circle around you and Loki. Sif stood behind you, sword at the ready. Thor stood beside you a boulder in each hand.
“How can you tell?”
Your head snapped around to catch his gaze. You couldn’t control the anger in your voice.
“You see how they have surrounded us, we have like 25 trolls trying to kill us! In what realm would this be good!?”
Thor flinched slightly at your raised voice. Loki’s gaze turned to the trolls.
“Actually, it’s more like 34 trolls.”
His voice was matter-of-fact, but you practically hear the smirk that was plastered on his face. You glared at him.
“I’m sorry, was I not specific enough for you.”
You could feel his laugh against you.
“How can you laugh at a time like this?”
Loki turned to you a grin on his face.
“Dwarfs don’t take kindly to invaders.”
As if on cue giant metal balls fell from above crushing the rock trolls underneath. You all looked up catching the sight of several giant dwarfs hurling cannonballs into the arena. They took out the trolls five at a time. In a few moments, the arena was empty save for you all. You felt Loki stand beside you. You looked up noticing one of the Dwarfs was making his way down to you.
“Thank you Odinson, for informing us of this intrusion.”
Loki bowed gracefully before raising his head.
“I was merely following my duty. I am only sorry we did not arrive sooner.”
“We may have lost fellow Dwarves today, but the number would surely have been larger without your intervention.”
“I only ask you to remember this incident if Asgard is in need in the future.”
“Very well Odinson.”
The Dwarf turned and exited the arena. Everyone turned swiftly to face Loki. He raised his arms in defeat.
“Would you rather I not have told them?”
Thor clapped a hand on Loki's back.
“That was quick thinking brother, although I wouldn’t have mind bashing a few more trolls. What was your final number Sif?”
“13. And you?”
“10. However I had to resort to bare hands, which means they should count for two.”
Sif and Thor begin to bicker about their competition in the background, as Loki made his way back to you.
“When did you even send the message to them?”
“As soon as we arrived.”
“Why does that not surprise me.”
You gave him a small smirk and he responded in kind. Thor and Sif’s argument grew louder causing the headache to creep back into your head.
“Well, I took out at least 30 so you can both shut it!”
They both turned to you probably to argue but were cut off by a bright light dropping down from above. Finally. Loki dropped to ground throwing an arm around you. You grasped onto his cloak as you were transported back to Asgard.