Now, I know that according to Peter Parker's brief explanation, all our theories about the dusted going into the Soul Stone turned out to be shit, but after Endgame I refuse to take anything the Russos give me seriously because I hate them and they are full of shit.

(okay I don't hate them I'm just angry)

So, this is what happened after that massacre of Asgard and Marvel and the Russo's can eat my entire ass.

(Again, this is the anger speaking)

Anyway, enjoy this very short story. I think you'll like it.

I love y'all 3000

-Leeh

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Loki was dead.

He was really, actually…. dead.

He couldn't believe it.

After everything… everything, he had been killed. By Thanos.

After everything, he had been killed… by Thanos.

Thanos, who had never left Loki's mind since all those years ago when he descended from Asgard. He had taken a hold of Loki's mind, and Loki had never been free ever since, but he had managed to move on.

He had forgotten all about the Titan (well at least that's what he had told himself) and he had moved on. And now with Thor, Loki had, for the first time, thought that maybe he was done with Thanos. Now that he had Asgard, and he had his brother, he could move on with his life and forget about everything that Thanos had ever done to him.

He really thought he could.

And then it had all gone to hell, and now… he was dead.

It took everything in Loki not to cross his arms and huff. But he would never do such a thing. He may be dead, but he still had his pride. Even though there would be no one around to see him do it.

At that thought, Loki frowned as he looked around. Where was he anyway.

He had never died before (well, not for real anyway) so he didn't know if this was what he was supposed to be seeing. He was quite sure that this wasn't Hel or Valhalla, but he couldn't think of any other place for the dead to go.

This place was…. Well, he didn't know.

It was just a vast… emptiness. But it didn't feel bad. Not how Loki would have thought emptiness would feel, anyway.

Where in the hell was he?

He found himself walking around. Whether it was a starlight line of in circles, he would never know. He just walked, and came upon nothing.

It was just empty.

And then it wasn't.

"Who are you?"

Loki was so shocked to hear another voice, that he forgot to be vigilant. He spun around in surprise, and was greeted by a woman.

Loki's eyebrows were raised as he looked her up and down.

"Well. Hello there." He smiled. A smile he would call charming, and Thor would call cunning.

The woman did not smile.

She moved almost too quickly for Loki to see, and suddenly, her arm was pressed against his throat as she snarled at him.

"Who. Are. You."

Loki sighed. What was it with beautiful women always trying to choke him?

"My apologies, but if you're trying to kill me I'm afraid you're too late."

She blinked with a frown, "You're dead?"

"I'm afraid so," he said with a smirk, "Which leads me to think that perhaps you are as well."

The look on the woman's face told him that he was right. That meant two dead beings in this… wherever they were.

"Now as much as I enjoy this closeness, I would appreciate it if you would remove your arm from my throat. I wouldn't want to have to hurt you."

The woman tilted her head, her eyes still narrowed, "As if you could." She snarled at him, before finally removing herself from his neck.

As she did, her face seemed to lose it's frown as she took in their surroundings. She shook her head as she turned in a full circle.

"What is this?" the question was uttered quietly, and obviously wasn't looking to be answered. But of course, Loki loved to speak, even when he wasn't being addressed.

"Well it seems we're in a certain life after death situation." He says, "What it is, is depending on how you loved your life I suppose. Honestly considering all my years, I expected more fire and brimstone rather than all this… nothing. Although it rather doesn't feel like nothing does it?" he too was musing to himself at this point, "No, this... this is something. Thor would call it a pit-stop before Valhalla, but his optimism has never been good for anything in situations this dire. Assuming of course that this is a dire situation. Perhaps this is a kind of-"

"Wait." The woman stopped him, turning fully to Loki, "Did… did you just say 'Thor'?"

Loki looked at her with raised eyebrows, "I did." He blinked, "You say his name with some recognition." He said slowly, trying to find a way to ask about Thor without actually asking about Thor. Considering he didn't even know how long he had been in here, any information about him would have been greatly appreciated.

"Yes." The woman said, "I met him. He crashed onto our ship. Ate a lot of our food."

"So he's alive then," Loki asked, speaking faster than he could have liked too.

"The last I saw him, yes."

"And when was that?" Loki took a step forward, not even trying to be discreet anymore. Although he truly didn't know how long it had been since he had seen his brother, it now all of a sudden felt like too long. He would never admit such a thing out loud, of course.

She just frowned at him, "Earlier today. I… I think. I don't know. I don't know how much time has passed since-"

"Well where is he now? Were you with him when you died? Tell me what you know!" he knew that the side of him that wasn't so nice was starting to show, but at the moment he was overcome with the sudden need to hear about his brother.

The woman did not take being yelled at kindly, but seeming to sense his distress, she answered him.

"He said he was going to Nidavellir. To get a hammer, or something."

Loki almost laughed out loud, "A hammer. Of course. Of course he'd want a damn hammer, the utter idiot."

Loki shook his head as he paced a few feet, the woman's eyes locked on him. She seemed to be thinking as Loki muttered to himself . He stopped when he was interrupted.

"You're his brother." She realized, "You're Thor's brother."

Loki forced a smile onto his face, "That I am."

"He told us about you," she said again, "You were killed by Thanos."

Loki's smiled tightened, "Right again."

She nodded, "You have a good brother." She said softly.

The smile was still frozen on Loki's face.

He knew he did.

He hated that about him.

"He's going to try and kill Thanos because of what he did to you."

Slowly, his fake smile slipped off. He should have known.

That utter idiot…

He shut his eyes, his teeth clenched as he tried not to think about Thor… the mighty Thor who didn't know what it was like to lose a fight, go against Thanos.

The only thing in the world that Loki was afraid of.

That utter idiot…

"How good are his chances?"

When the woman spoke again, Loki had no choice but to open his eyes and hope she never again mentioned his moment of weakness.

"For some god forsaken reason…" Loki said slowly, "My brother seems to love me."

That statement alone started a lump in Loki's throat that no amount of coughing would remove.

"No matter how many times I've begged him not to. No matter how many times I stab him, or turn him into a frog, or fake my own death, or try to take over a planet he loves… Thor has always defended me. I have never been a good brother to him, but the moron always seems ready to fight for me." He shook his head, swallowing hard, "Now that I'm dead for real, he's bound to be quite upset. So if anyone is capable of beating Thanos with two Infinity Stones in his glove, it will be Thor." he smiled slightly, "Especially if he gets that stupid hammer."

The woman looked at him for a long time, but Loki made it a point to keep his eyes glued behind her.

She sighed, and then suddenly, she sat down, right where she is.

"Four," she said heavily as she crossed her legs.

Loki's eyebrows raised, "I beg your pardon?"

"Four Infinity Stones. He has four." She shut her eyes, looking down at her hands, "including the Power Stone and the Space Stone, he has the Reality Stone, from the collector. And also… also the Soul Stone."

Loki said nothing fora long time, just looked down at the woman on the ground.

"How do you know this?" he asked lowly.

"I saw what he did to Knowhere." She said quietly. "Killed everyone and destroyed everything."

She paused, and Loki had to prod, "And the other one?"

She took a deep breath, "On Vormir. To possess the soul stone, Thanos had to make a sacrifice. Something he loves."

"Thanos loves nothing," Loki said it immediately, although he knew he must be wrong.

She shrugged, "I thought so too."

He watched her for a long time as she stared at her hands. Even Thor could have figured out that the woman that sat here had been that sacrifice. He didn't want to make her say it as it seemed to cause her some distress. But still, he did have to ask…

"Why would Thanos love you?" he asked softly.

She finally lifted her head, and smiled a smile as fake as his earlier one.

"I'm his daughter," she told him.

Loki blinked a few times. And with a long sigh, he shook his head, "well that is unfortunate."

She let out a dry chuckle, "Yeah. Yeah it is."

Loki looked up again, shaking his head and he stood, while she sat, in silence.

It was a while later when she spoke, "Thor said that the last two stones are on Earth." She said, "With the… Avengers."

Loki let out a dry chuckle of his own, "Ah, The Avengers."

"You know them?"

"Oh, I know them," he nodded, his voice only a little bitter.

"And?"

Loki sighed again. He seemed to be doing a lot of that lately. With a shake of the head, he lowered himself down, and sat down in front of the daughter of Thanos.

"The Avengers," he said, "Are a handful of humans who think that they're gods. They've anointed themselves as Earth's defenders. The Iron man, that Patriotic dolt with the uncomfortably tight suit. That woman whose skills include… shooting, I suppose, and her friend who's quite adept at archery. And of course… The Hulk."

The woman raised her eyebrows at him, "You don't sound like you like them much."

"Oh I hate them all with every fiber of my being," he told her matter of factly.

She groaned, but then Loki sighed.

"However…" he shook his head, "Loathe as I am to admit it… if the fate of the Universe lies in the hands of the Avengers… there may be hope for us yet."

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Stay tuned. Loki and Gamora won't be alone for long.