A/N Hello everybody.

I'm really sorry for the long wait. My new school took most of my time and I was often sick, so I couldn't write. Now I have a little more time and I want to continue this FF.

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I am still searching for a Beta, that's way my autography isn't that good. I am truly sorry.

Enjoy this chapter! Just so you know I wrote this chapter in two Pov's. The first one would be Loki's POV and the Second would be Tony's POV.

Chapter 5 – The broken god

Sygn and I are falling through the seemingly never ending darkness. I gave up shouting a long time ago and now I am just waiting. Waiting for the next thing that will occur. "L-Loki, I love you", whispers Sygn. "You do not need to be afraid. We will make it!" I reassure her even through I am not sure about my words either. What if we do not make it this time? I feel the fear within myself growing stronger and stronger with every second passing. She smiles at me and answers: "Loki, I am dyin…" I don't hear the end of her sentence, because there is an explosion and a flash. Suddenly I feel wind and Sygn and I are spinning around and around. Blue, weight, green and grey are becoming one strange brownish colour. I hold Sygn tighter and then I feel pain. I crush through something and my fall ends on something that is made of glass. Little glass fragments are boring themself into my skin and I withstand the urge to hiss. I am a god after all! I open my eyes, but I can't really make out anything, because it's too dusty. The room seems to spin and I close my eyes again. Where did we land? It's whether Nifelheim nor Jothenheim nor Wanaheim. I am sure!

Slowly I sit up and ignore the pain that is cursing through my entire body. Sygn didn't move until know so I put her head into my laps and say: "S-Sygn? Sygn, we made it." She doesn't even flinch. Strange, I have a bad feeling. Panic is trying to overwhelm me. I force my breathing to even out. "Sygn, answer me, please!" Nothing happens. I begin to shake her, but she doesn't react. The dust is clearing and now I see that she doesn't breathe. When we were falling did she try to tell me this? That she was dying? My hands are trembling and I cry out: "No, no, and no. Sygn." Do not die on me. I concentrate myself and put all my magic into my hands, but they are still bound. I can't use any magic! One part of me knows that even if I could have used my magic it would have been too late, but the other part just doesn't want to accept the true. "I beg you: Say something!" I bite my lips so no sob escapes them. "Anything!" Tears are rolling down my face when the realisation fully hits me. Sygn is dead. She died while she saved me. A person, who killed hundreds of people. A person that is a monster and that everybody is afraid of. Why did she die? Why not me? What is that for a cruel twist of fate? Anger washes over me and I shout: "Sygn, why did you leave me?! Why? You were the only one that understood me." I hit the ground with my fits. I leave ugly marks on the ground. "Why?" I hit the ground again.

"No, no, no. Life is not fair. I want to die!" A sob escapes my lips, followed by others much stronger. Someone holds my right arm before it can hit the ground again. I can't see who, because off all the tears I am sheeting. "Let me go!" I hiss, while I am trying to defend myself. More persons grab me and I shout: "Let me go. Sygn!" "Slow down, Reindeer game!" Someone says. I ignore the voice that seems quite familiar. The sadness and the anger are too strong to think about something else. "Brother, I am here. Everything is okay." I recognize the voice of Thor. Everything is okay. Sygn just died and he dares to say something like that. Truth to be said I know to whom I am really angry at. My whole body is trembling and I shout: "I'm going to kill you, O…" I feel a sharp pain and see a pink flash. Then, I feel myself falling and loose myself into unconsciousness.

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Speechless I look how Loki cries and cries like there is no tomorrow. His whole body is trembling and he bites his lips so no sob escapes him. Now they are bleeding and the blood droplets are falling on the pale face of the woman that was once called Sygn. She surly was a beauty, but I put this sought away. There are other matters at hands. Like why the hell does Loki look so small and lost? He remembers me of a child that has lost his family in the mall and now cries, because he doesn't know what else he should do. Then his face change. I can read rage in his eyes and he shouts: "Sygn, why did you leave me?! Why? You were the only one that understood me." Somebody understood Loki? I can't really imagine that, but who knows. Everywhere are strange persons, why not in Asgard to? "Why?" Loki asks while he is destroying my floor again! "No, no, no. Life is not fair. I want to die!" He hits my ground again and again, but I am too disturbed to even open my mouth. Loki sounds so broken. I never sought that someone so self-confident like him could sound so broken. Finally the mischief god can't hold his sobs back anymore and they are living his trembling lips. Loki, the mischievous god, is broken. He's shattered too thousands of tiny pieces like my table and the worse thing of all is that I understand him. I understand the pain that the trickster god is going through, because I also saw how someone precious to me died just right in front of my eyes.

Again Loki wants to smash his fist into the ground, but I step in and hold his arm back. Self harm won't be of any use. My eyes widen. Why the hell am I thinking something like that? This fucking god killed hundreds of people, threw me out of the window and I want to help him?! I am getting crazy! "Let me go!" The trickster god shouts. He seems angry, but he doesn't seem to recognize me. He tries to free himself out of my grab. Thor and Steve are thankfully coming to help me. I don't wear my Ironman suit and without it I am not that strong. The others just stand there and don't have the slightest idea what to do. "Let me go. Sygn!" My temperament gets the better of me and I say: "Slow down, Reindeer game!" Loki bites his lips and I am sure that he is going to shout. I slap myself mentally and think: 'Damn it. That wasn't really tactful.' "Brother, I am here. Everything is okay." Alright, Thors comment wasn't better. First of all he called Loki "brother" and secondly his brother just lost a person he deeply cared for. Such words won't do any good. I was right then Loki's trembling is getting worser and he shouts: "I'm going to kill you…" Wow, he recognized us and his threatening us again. The next "word" left me perplexes: ", O…" His eyes are rolling back in his head and he faints. If we hadn't held him, he would have fallen on the floor. Strange, what did the trickster god with "O…" mean? "What should we do with him?", asks Natasha after a while. There is a long silence and then Bruce says uncertain: "We could bring him in the medical station that Tony just finished building."

"We should keep a god that can control our minds and kill us while we are asleep here?", Clint asks sceptical. "Son of Clint you do not need to worry. My brother wears chains that were made by dwarfs. They bound his magic. I really would like to know what happened to my brother and Sygn", Thor explains. "I think like Thor and because this is my building we are gonna keep him." Clint balls his fists and looks angrily at me. He never really came over the things Loki did to him and I understand him, but I also understand Loki. It's strange. "Should we inform Furry?" Asks Natasha. Fuck that is a good question. Everybody looks at the floor and thinks. Slowly Steve says: "I think we should wait. If Furry finds Loki he's going to take him from us and we will perhaps never have any answers. We should wait." Everybody looks at him in disbelieve. "Wow, Steve. You want to lie to your boss? I can't believe it!" "I am not lying! I am just not pointing at something that came crushing through the roof. That's all", he answers with a smug grin. I blink a few times. This day is getting stranger and stranger with every second passing. "Alright then it's decided. We keep him and don't say anything to Furry." Thor looks thankfully at me, while Clint doesn't look at me, but nods. Thank god. "Thor, take your brother and come with me. Steve could you take the woman with you, please?" asks Bruce. Both nods and do what they were ordered to. Romanoff looks between Clint and me and asks: "Should we watch a James Bond?" Clint nods and I am taking "James Bond-Gold finger" out of my shelf. I change the DVD and sit next to Romanoff down. The music begins and I try to concentrate myself on the movie, but I can't. All the time I'm thinking of a north god that came crushing through my sailing. What happened to him that could have broken him like this?

So, that was it. I hope you liked it. I would really enjoy some feedbacks.

I don't know if I can put a new chapter before Christmas online, that's way I am already wishing you a Merry Christmas!

-Loki94