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A Little Secret	By : FlameWolf666 Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Avengers, The Views: 7448 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Loki nor do I personally know Tom Hiddleston or any of the other famous people herein. I do not own Avengers or Thor and yes this is a work of fiction. This is just for fun and no profit will be made.

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Disclaimer: I also don't own Spiderman, Wolverine, Iron Man, The Hulk, Batman, or Superman.
Author’s note: Please forgive any bad battle writing. Not used to it and they always seem to fall flat when I try.

Chapter Twenty-Nine: In the Darkest Night...

    A deadly stillness settled over the scene, as if the confrontation had been temporarily paused in time. In slow motion, Loki moved to the front of the group while Jeremy began to usher those who could not fight even further from the battlefield. Marissa helped to move a reluctant Melissa as well, murmuring encouragement in the stressed female’s ear. “It’ll be okay Lissa. He’ll fight better if he knows you’re safe,” she urged, leading her away with the help of a transformed Lo-Lo.
    Knowing they were right, the former assistant relaxed; allowing herself to be pulled into a small alleyway between buildings. Not being able to fit all of them into one slim passage, the group had to split; being sure to have plenty of healers for each section. In the meantime, the exiled Prince was ordering the Asgardians to attack; leading the charge with magic surrounding his hands. Lissa could only watch, wincing when lightning began to rain from the sky.
    In an instant, a shield was erected around the rather large army that held the fate of Earth in its hands. Wondering where it had come from, the former assistant looked toward her odd, transformed puppy and Jeremy. To her horror, her former fiance was shaking and very pale; an intense expression on his gaunt face. Sweat trickled freely down his slightly grayish skin, shuddering breaths leaving him as he held out his right hand toward the army. “Jeremy,” she whispered, her heart aching as she took a step toward him. She got a sharp shake of both their heads.
    “Don’t mom. I know its hard but... He’s the only one who can do this. I can give him some energy to help him but I can’t do what he is now. Not even my creator can do it,” the orange haired doppelganger of her beloved, his voice pleading as his greenish blue eyes met her brown ones.
    Licking her lips, she looked from her ex to her pet and back again; shoulders slumping in defeat as she returned to watching what was happening. The brothers were engaged with Odin while the rest were focusing on Thanos. While the allfather was holding off the pair with his staff; the other was busy dodging attacks with a condescending smirk on his face. If he wanted, he could eliminate a fair number of these people with a terrifying ease. It was just far more amusing to taunt them like this. To allow them to feel hope and then rip it all away. To watch as their spirits broke. Chuckling, he dodged a coordinated attack from Sif and her warriors; having more fun that he’d had in eternities.
    Watching from the shadows, Frigga took a breath as she palmed the handle of her athame. She was about to murder her life partner in cold blood, a man she had shared much with and had loved more than anyone would ever know. She had meant it when she swore her life, love and loyalty to this male. She had wanted to see their first grandchild, to be able to fall into a hibernation while Loki and his wife took over. Now, she would be plunging his knife into his back.
    Feeling sick at heart, she grimaced as she closed her eyes to gather what courage she could. Already, she was on the verge of tears; her heart an aching sore in her chest. The Goddess was truly unable to imagine she would be able to go through with this. Then her eyes were moving to Melissa and she felt a motherly protectiveness well up within her. This was no longer about her anymore. It was about so much more. So, whispering an apology, she was rushing forward with her weapon held in a reverse grip behind her.
    Thor shoved his father back with a snarl on his bearded face, brother right by his side. For the first time in a very long time, the pair were working toward a common goal; glaring up at the being that had raised them. While Loki had long ago given up on loving their patriarch, he had not. The Crown Prince had been quite close to Odin, telling him all of his problems. As a boy, he was taught to fish by this man. Taught to ride a horse. Taught how to handle Mjölnir. Taught everything he needed to know in order to fulfill his duties. It was extremely hard for him to fight this man.
    Suddenly, he saw movement over Odin’s left shoulder; gaze shifting there to see what it was. In an instant, he was filled with a wash of cold fear as a numb tingling filled his broad body. His mother was charging, a pained but murderous expression on her normally beautiful face. Shifting his gaze to the side for a second, he became aware that Loki had seen her too. Pulling back with a vicious snarl on his face, the former Asgardian shot a ball of his concentrated energy at their shared father in an effort to keep him distracted.
Meanwhile, Sif was making a flying leap at the towering deity before her; sword drawn as she prepared to make a killing blow. Thanos moved out of the way easily, blasting the weapon with a mere flick of his index finger. Fandral tried from the back while Hogun and Volstagg came from each side. Yawning, the overpowered creature blasted them away with rapid shots from his palms; scorching the chests of their golden armor. Laughing maliciously, he quirked a ridged brow at them before motioning with a meaty hand; as if asking if that was all they had.
    Incensed, the female warrior made a violent motion with her hand before the quartet was charging forward as one. The hulking deity before them only smirked before swatting them away like flies. Four bodies crumpled to the pavement, Sif spitting hatefully as she lifted her head to glower at the male. Chuckling, Thanos lifted a gauntlet covered hand to finish the small group as a hole in space and time opened over his head. Just as a bright ball of power began to glow in his palm, he was hit with a blast from behind; actually knocking him off balance. Turning to see what had dared to blindside him, a furious expression settled over his face when he saw the long dead Avengers pouring through the tear in the sky. Iron Man was leading the charge, his helmet flipped upward to show his smarmy expression. “Didn’t expect this, did ya you overpowered goon,” Tony taunted, looking eerily like the modern day Robert Downey Jr.
    Thanos barely had time to even hear the sentence before he was barreled over by a raging Hulk. Soon, the similarly sized combatants were grappling; the ‘Mad God’ too occupied to use his powers. Meanwhile, Captain America and Black Widow were running toward the felled Sif and her men; helping them to their feet. “Heimdall decided to show us what was happening and gave us the option of whether or not we wanted to interfere. We decided we wanted to but we wanted a bit of back up first,” the patriotic hero explained as he helped steady the female warrior.
    Only a few feet away, Frigga was jumping into the air as both hands gripped the hilt of her athame; praying to the Goddess to forgive her for what she was about to do. Her sacred dagger was to never take a life that was not freely offered. The moment the blade touched Odin’s blood, she would be an outcast in the eyes of her sisters as well as holy mother. Yet the sacred implement was the only one capable of killing the allfather. Any other would simply send him into a deep Odinsleep, allowing him to heal for the next time. This was her only option and she closed her eyes tightly as she felt the edge slip easily into her husband’s broad back.
    Freezing mid-lunge, Odin’s one eye widened as he made a peculiar gagging noise; reaching for the hilt sticking up from between his shoulders while a trickle of blood dribbled from one corner of his mouth. Turning awkwardly, the aged deity swayed when he saw his Queen standing behind him. In that moment, their gazes locked; his betrayal nearly as poignant as her sorrow. Making a noise like a tortured animal, Frigga slid to her knees; not breaking eye contact as her tears flowed freely. “Forgive me... I had no choice... Please forgive me,” gasped out of the powerful matriarch, looking a mere shadow of her true self.
    Her sons could only watch, stunned to silence and utterly unaware of what was happening just feet away from them. Finding herself forgotten for the moment, Lissa also watched; wincing as a dull ache began to bloom in her lower back. Rubbing the tenseness, the former assistant flicked her gaze to Jeremy as his tall frame began to shake violently from his immense effort. It was only the power Lo-Lo was giving him keeping him on his feet and that was starting to run low from the looks of it.
    The formerly energetic puppy in human skin now looked pale and weak himself, breathing heavily while sweat poured down his pasty features that so resembled Loki’s. Shifting her gaze, she startled when she saw two holes open in reality; one over each group of fighters. “What is it?” whispered the voice of Anthony Hopkins to her right while Melissa ran to join Thor. The former Crown Prince was now taking his dying father into his arms, sobbing openly despite the amount of pain the monarch had caused.
    Completely unnoticed, with the exception of her and the man that was like her grandfather, people began to fall from both holes; some of the silhouettes looking eerily familiar to her. She could have even sworn she had seen Batman in with the bunch, the very notion making her shake her head in disbelief. Before she could answer, however, the aging actor was joining the fray. This left her on her own, Lo-Lo and Jeremy too distracted to pay her much mind. This afforded her the opportunity to slip into a more hidden spot near-by, sliding into a sitting position behind a trash can as she rubbed her large belly. To her horror, the skin under her hands was rock hard.
    As his hulking body was slammed into the ground, Thanos felt one of his ribs crack while blood flew from his lined lips. Snarling with vermillion coated teeth, the ‘Mad God’ punched the green beast pummeling him as hard as he could manage. This only managed in knocking the ravening creature off-balance, a roar leaving it before it went right back to what it had been doing. That was when a being the omnipotent male had never seen before flew through the hole and added to the effort.
    Looking up at the stranger that was shooting eye lasers at the usurper, Sif felt a bit confused too. He wasn’t the only newcomer either, all manner of superhumans pouring through the hole to assist in the fight. “Wh-what’s going on here?” she whispered, taking the opportunity to catch her breath while her men recovered. They had taken quite a beating and it almost made them irritated that the newcomers were succeeding where they had failed. One of them was even wrapping Thanos in what looked to be spider webbing.
    “Like I said, we called some back up. Heroes none of you have met. We’re not really close and we tend to handle our problems on our own but that doesn’t mean we aren’t up for helping eachother. The one on the ground with the weird body costume is called Spiderman, if you couldn’t tell by the substance shooting out of his wrist. The one in the cape and shooting the eye beams is Superman. He’s more humble than his name would imply. There are others but I’m not sure where they are,” Captain replied, wincing at the sounds of loud explosions.
    Unbeknownst to them, Batman, Green Lantern, Wolverine and Nightcrawler had dropped through the sky onto an entirely different group. Looking at eachother with a feeling of faint confusion, the quartet glanced around until they saw Loki and Thor with a felled Odin. The man known as the ‘Dark Knight’ was the first to move, a grim expression on the lower half of his face. The others followed close behind, Logan glancing to the side as something gusted on the wind. Something that made a very primal, protective part of him rise to the forefront. Something that actually caused him to vector off slightly, his metal claws ripping through his black gloves while his muscles tensed. “What is it Big Guy?” whispered a voice to his right, drawing him back to the here and now.
    “I don’t know... Thought I smelled... something,” growled the yellow clad vigilante, eyes narrowing before he was catching up to the others.
    Breathing through the latest contraction, Lissa leaned her head against the brick wall behind her. This was the last thing in the world that she wanted. Biting her lower lip as she looked up at Jeremy and Lo-Lo, she found herself hoping they wouldn’t notice what was going on. Even with the people that had shown up, their group could still use all the help they could get. She couldn’t allow innocent people to get hurt for her sake. “Fuck, I need to get closer. Lis, I’ll send someone up to stay with you but I need you to remain here. Odin is down but Thanos is still putting up a Hell of a fight,” Jeremy snarled, making her heart leap in her chest.
    Jumping to her feet, she gave a nod while she watched the pair run off towards the fighters; leaving her fairly isolated. While she could move to one of the other alleys, she really didn’t know those people. Besides, her former fiance had just told her to stay here. Rubbing her large tummy, the former assistant moved to the opening of her alley; whimpering as another contraction began to wash over her. With how close they were coming, the baby would be here very soon; filling her with a deep terror.
    Standing off to the sidelines while Loki filled in the others on what had happened, Logan lifted his powerful nose and scented the air. The aroma from before was getting stronger, making his skin itch with a need to move toward it. Shifting his blue gaze to one side, the striped renegade made sure no one was watching before he was running off. With one target downed, they wouldn’t really need him. Besides, that smell was impossible to ignore.
    Shifting his own focus while his brother mourned, Loki felt a bit of hope blossom in his chest when he saw what was happening with his former tormentor. Thanos was wrapped head to toe in super strong spider thread, barely able to stay on his feet while he glowered at the heroes swarming around him. “Now! We strike while we can!” he roared, rushing forward with his army and the newcomers close behind him. The only people that didn’t follow were Thor, Frigga and Marissa.
    The trio were positioned over the dying God, Rissa more interested in offering the Prince comfort than the death of the tyrant. Frigga and her son, however, were heartbroken; sobbing openly as Odin took his last breaths. “So the abomination really has gotten to you both. You shame me and you shame all of Asgard,” gurgled his thick, clotted voice; blood flowing out of his mouth as his skin began to blacken, flake off and float into the air to disappear. Then his singular eye was rolling upward, a gurgle leaving him even while his body continued to disintegrate.
    “Forgive me father... You have caused so much pain, so much damage in your madness. We will make sure no one remembers you for this, I promise,” assured the former actor, leaning into the woman beside him as they watched the last of the patriarch dissipate into the night sky.
    Loki and Anthony met somewhere in the middle, some quick work on the Trickster’s part making the actor look like Odin. From this point forth, the aged thespian would be the allfather. He was finally free of Thanos’ influence and would help repair the damage he had caused. In time, no one would truly blame him for what happened. All blame would be shifted to the hulking form that had finally fallen on his back. So far, all the pieces were falling into place.
    Whimpering as she slid down to the ground, Melissa caught movement out of the corner of her eye and drew in a sharp breath. All she got was a blur of yellow and black, something very familiar about the flash of grizzled visage she had seen. Then, with absolutely no warning, a face was appearing in front of hers; a strange mask covering the top part of the head. “So you’re what I smelled. Great, this is exactly what I needed,” gritted an irritated, gruff voice that made a wave of deja-vu wash over her. She had heard this man somewhere before, a long forgotten movie she hadn’t even thought of in years.
    “I’m not asking for your help you know,” she quipped sassily, grimacing when a fresh wave wrapped its way around her dome. The smirk his bearded mouth gave her only heightened the sense of familiarity she felt. She had seen this man before, had probably even worked with him before she had met ‘Tom’.
    “I know but I’m just that type of guy. Alright kid, spread ‘em and let’s see how much time we have to work with here,” growled her new companion, his words making her smile despite the crudeness.
    Something about his tone told her he meant no harm with what he had said. He just wasn’t the type of man who worried too much about proper manners. “Not until you take off the mask mister. I have a policy against showing myself off to men I don’t know,” Lissa responded, puffing through the building pressure as her legs spread on their own. Smirking, the yellow and black clad male shrugged before removing his disguise; revealing the face of Hugh Jackman underneath. Yet, there were some subtle differences. A scar here and there coupled with slightly more rugged features.
    Fighting the urge to call him a name he wouldn’t know, the laboring handler removed her maternity jeans and panties; placing the clothes under her ass. The man that looked like Hugh nodded, a serious expression crossing his bearded features while callused fingertips spread her swollen labia. “Shit. Won’t be much longer. Bet the dad’s doing some fightin’ too... Alright, I’ll help ya out,” declared the being she now identified as Wolverine, a fresh contraction making it impossible for her to argue.
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