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Chapter 7- Bifrost Destroyed

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A/n: Sorry for the late update. We're moving right now and the internet only recently got put in. Enjoy!

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"Get him to the healing room!" (Y/n) ordered as soon as she saw Heimdall in his weak state, "Now, let us deal with Loki."

Thor wrapped an arm around (Y/n) as he took off, his hammer took him at top speed to the palace. When they reached their home there were already signs of a break-in. What had happened?

When they walked into Odin's chambers- where the sense of Loki was the strongest- (Y/n) peeked inside to see Loki carrying his adoptive fathers scepter. Frigga was standing near him, Odin lying in his bed.

"I'll go in first," (Y/n) stated, walking inside, "Loki, Frigga."

"(Y/n)," Loki looked at his fiancé in shock, "How did you return?"

"That's not important. Loki, Thor is right outside ready to destroy you. What in Odin's name do you think you're doing?" (Y/n) hissed, trying to keep her voice low.

"I was supposed to lure Laufey out to Asgard so he could be killed in private. When the Warriors Three and Sif left to get Thor back I knew that the war I've tried to prevent could be started again. I panicked darling."

"Loki," Frigga looked at her youngest son in shock, "There were better ways to go about preventing war!"

"I'm sorry Mother. But now Thor has returned, and it seems as though preventing war may not be an option."

Thor stormed into the room at that statement. Frigga flew forward and hugged her son. Thor glared at Loki over her shoulder.

"Why don't you tell her? How you sent the Destroyer to kill our friends? To kill me?"

"Kill you? Brother you are sorely mistaken," Loki shook his head.

"You're a talented liar brother. Always have been."

"It's good to have you back." Loki smirked, "Now if you'll excuse me I have to go destroy Jotunheim."

Loki shot out of the spear, sending Thor out of the palace. He turned to (Y/n), his eyes pleading.

"Loki, you don't have to destroy Jotunheim to prevent wa-"

Before (Y/n) could finish Loki had frozen her in place using his magic. She watched sadly as Loki left the room in a hurry.

"Oh, child," Frigga placed a hand on (Y/n)'s shoulder, speeding up the unfreezing process, "Both of my children hold ideals needed to rule. You need to make sure one of them has all of them."

Within a minute or so (Y/n)'s body began to be able to move once again. She quickly thanked Frigga and gave her a hug. Then, she jumped from the hole in the palace wall, stopping herself before she hit the ground. She spotted Thor recovering a few feet away and ran to him.

"Loki thinks the only way to prevent war is to destroy Jotunheim."

"Why is he so determined to stop a war that may not come?" Thor questioned.

"Because you were the one who wanted to start one, when you were gone things were going into place. Now you're back."

A flash of guilt spread across Thor's face when he realized how right (Y/n) was. It was his fault Loki was so worried about preventing war.

They flew off to the Observatory. When they arrived tendrils of ice were driven up the walls, Odin's staff frozen in place on the control panel.

"You can't stop it," Loki grinned, "It will build until it rips Jotunheim apart."

"Loki please, this isn't the way," (Y/n) begged.

"I'm going to destroy that race of monsters before they destroy us. Our warriors are not what they used to be. There will be no chance for us if we go to war."

(Y/n) froze in shock at his words. Monsters. Monsters. Loki was calling himself a monster. He embraced the monster.

Battlecries brought (Y/n) back to a full state of consciousness. She took the chance while Loki and Thor were fighting to run to the ice surrounding the staff.

She put her hand to the ice, wincing and pulling away because of how intensely cold it was, before placing it back. Even with her level of power, the ice was created with the Allfather's staff, and she had yet to receive her Infinity Stone.

"Is the throne really worth what you've done? What you would become?" Thor asked Loki as their battle intensified.

"I never wanted the throne. I only wanted to be your equal!"

(Y/n) winced. There it was. A full truth from Loki, with no embellishments. She was the only one to ever hear about his insecurities and his longing to be considered as Thor's equal, and now, Thor knew Loki's motivation.

"Loki I do not wish to seek out war! I want peace!"

That gave Loki pause. He looked over at (Y/n), who had her wrist inside the ice, "What made you soft? Was it a woman?"

(Y/n) gasped as the tight quarters she was in began to make her armor dig into her arm, beginning to draw blood. She grit her teeth and persisted, her eyes watching the ice nearest to her arm begin to turn red.

"Lady (Y/n)!" Thor yelled when she was able to fit her arm inside the ice, "Leave now!"

She looked outside the chamber, her eyes widening in utter shock at what she saw. Thor was destroying the rainbow bridge. She ran out and slid across the sleek surface, away from the chamber, from the Bifrost, from the danger.

"What are you doing? Stop! You'll never see her again!"

With one final hit the Rainbow Bridge was destroyed. A large explosion sounded through the air.
As the three were blown back from the spot. (Y/n) landed a distance from the edge, groaning and rolling onto her back.
Everything inside of her and outside ached with an intensity she hadn't felt since she first started training.

She spotted another pair of legs run past her and to the destroyed edge. Glancing up she saw it was the Allfather, awoken from his Odinsleep. (Y/n) leaned her head against the bridge, her left hand gripping the large cut on her right arm.

"I could have done it Father, for you, for all of us!" She heard Loki scream. Looking over again her mind began to clear. Loki was hanging on by the end of his father's scepter, dangling over dark space.

"No, Loki."

She got up and ran clumsily to the edge, her energy spent and gone while she was trying to break through the ice to get to the control panel.

"Loki, no!"

"Loki!" (Y/n) screamed as she saw Loki slip and fall into the endless nothing of the realms and space.

Her breathing became erratic as Thor was pulled onto the bridge. She fell to her knees, tears streaming down her face as she processed what just happened. Loki was gone. He was gone because they thought his loyalty to his people, his cunning plans, were a crime.

"(Y/n)," both Thor and Odin stepped towards her.

"The meadow," she whispered to herself, her eyelids fluttering, "We could have- The meadow."

(Y/n)'s eyes closed entirely as she fell backwards, losing consciousness. When she awoke, she would believe it was all a dream.

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A feast, was underway, for Thor and (Y/n)'s return to Asgard. Volstagg was sitting at the large banquet table, telling the tale of how he faced the Destroyer.

"...and then, with a mighty bellow, I flew at the great metal beast and laid it low-"

"Is that another way of saying you fell on your huge a-"

"As a matter of fact, falling down was a tactic. Lulling the Destroyer into a false sense of security!"

Frigga sat nearby the group, a small smile on her face, though her eyes showed her true sadness. She watched tentatively, holding back the urge to get up and talk to her. It wasn't something that needed to be done in a place crowded with people.

(Y/n) was wearing green, Loki's favorite color. It was the proper way of mourning those who had passed in Asgard. A slight shine below her collarbone made Frigga look closer. The ring of promise Loki had given (Y/n) was now on a chain, not on her finger.

"My Queen. I am so sorry for your loss," Sif said gently, referring to Loki.

"Thank you Sif," Frigga smiled, looking after (Y/n) who was leaving the hall, "How is she?"

"She misses him, and she feels guilty that she wasn't able to do more to save him."

"She did more than she realizes," Frigga mumbled.

(Y/n) walked down the empty hall that was dedicated to her and Loki. When they were engaged they were moved to the same area so they could be together. Since the...She hadn't been there. It reminded her too much of him.

(Y/n) entered their quarters, taking in a deep breath through her nose. Snow and parchment, Loki. Tears immediately came to her eyes at the small familiarity.

(Y/n) walked to Loki's side of the room where his things still were. She ran her hand over his desk, opening a few of the drawers and finding some of the things that were to be private until their wedding.

Their wedding rings was the first thing she took out. Loki's was a plain gold band, simple on his insistence. (Y/n)'s held more emeralds and diamonds to match her ring of promise. (Y/n) unhooked the chain around her neck, putting the wedding ring on.
Her two rings made a small clink as they hit against each other.

(Y/n) looked over at a chest beside the desk. Loki had always asked her to stay away from it. He wasn't there to tell her anymore.

Leaning down she twisted her hand, hearing the lock click. Pulling open the top her brows furrowed in confusion at what was inside. Many, many, folded pieces of paper that looked as though they were meant to be letters.

She took one out of the chest, opening it and beginning to read it. From the looks of it, it was a future letter for (Y/n), meant for when Loki was away on business. A letter meant to be opened for a time that could have been.

My darling,

Whatever business or issue I'm attending to, I can assure you I wish for nothing more than to be by your side and with you again. I do not wish, however, to bore you with the details of what is happening here.

While a letter may seem strange, in the age of magic, I know how much you love to read, and how personal you find letters compared to a simple magic appearance. I do listen to your words, and I crave to hear them now, as I am away from you for far too long.

I want you to know that no matter how important the issue, you are the first thing on my mind. I wish you happiness as I travel, and contentment with Sif and the Warriors Three if they are still at the palace to keep you company.

With much love and adoration,

Loki

(Y/n) smiled, looking at the chest, when they were written appeared in her head as her eyes scanned them over. She decided that she would read one of the letter each day she could. If she imagined that he was out on business, then perhaps, one day he would come home.

"I'm sorry if I'm disturbing you," Frigga knocked gently on the wood of the door before entering.

"Of course not," (Y/n) put the letter back in the chest, closing it once again.

"You made him truly happy, I must thank you for that," Frigga placed a hand on (Y/n)'s shoulder, "He was always living in Thor's shadow. You gave him the light he needed."

(Y/n) nodded, dragging her rings along their chain. She closed her eyes tightly, letting out a shaky breath. She stood up and turned to face Figga. The mother had tears of her own in her eyes. The two came together for a hug, both of them understanding the other's pain.

"I just want him back," (Y/n) whispered.

"Me too," Frigga pulled (Y/n) closer to her, as if she would leave like Loki did, "Me too."