Adult-FanFiction.org : Marvel 'Verse

Whispers in the Night	By : Evanscent Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Avengers, The Views: 5552 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Marvel 'Verse (the Avengers, Thor, comics, movies, series, nada), nor do I make any profit from this. This is purely a fan based writing.

Chapter List
- 2
- 3
- 4
S/D: No, I do not own the Marvel 'Verse or any of the characters in it. No, I make no money from posting on this website.
A/N: I have an overactive imagination.
Whispers in the Night
Loki stalked around his mirror, feeling rather irritated with the technology, or lack thereof. He could not make the images track someone. He could only see through what another mirror faced. He wondered if his image could be shared on the other side. He knew only magic could control the mirror, but he had not yet deciphered what magic to use.
Fingertips trailed along the curvature of the frame, feeling out the smallest of writings. A language that was unknown to him was scrawled out in perfect cursive, curling print. The instructions? The warnings? The maker? The words curved all along the frame, looping repeatedly, their size becoming smaller as they spiraled to the glass surface.
Time never felt as though it passed quickly or slowly for Loki. As one immortal, or as near to such as mortally possible, time did not provide any type of stress. However, Loki’s impatience grew from a slow throb in his head to a steady beat upon his brow. Hours had dissolved with his search through the vaults. He poured through books written before Odin’s time, stopping only to sip from a bottle of warm wine and to straighten his back. He had yet to find anything on the damnable mirror or the language carved into it.
Weariness began to take a toll upon his muscles. He began to ache and the wine was long since gone. He supposed food would be necessary soon. He shut the tome he had finished with a slap of dust and rose to his feet. Another vault searched. No items of magical essence. No stories involving the mirror. Wasted time! The mirror was waste of time. His heels dragged over the floor from his tiredness as he made his way to the exit. He was irritated with himself and the lack of information. So lost in his thoughts, he almost didn’t notice the dry, brittle rug that had dragged underfoot and exposed a handle in the floor.
Kicking the rug away, Loki knelt, a fingertip tracing the handle’s flat curvature. It was carved into the very floor and almost invisible. He twisted it, the handle turning with an eerie sigh. From the cracks around the trapdoor, dust puffed up as air escaped from the chamber below. The air was stale, dense and thick with the scent of ancient papers. A square of flooring, large enough for one man to enter, lifted up and was held open by the hinge below.
Loki stared into the darkness. He could make out some steps into the mouth of the unknown. He thought he could hear something… someone? Whispers in the dark. Were they calling to him? He swallowed, knowing that whatever was down inside this hole was magic. His could feel it. His skin was crawling with the power that licked him from this unknown place.
Summoning a ball of light in his hand, Loki stepped down into the darkness. Fear clenched at his heart as he heard the stone grinding as the trapdoor sealed overhead unbidden. His feet met the bottom of the hole and he stepped slowly, carefully avoiding what looked like roots. The walls appeared to be fibrous, stretched lengths of tree limbs that grew together, forming a cave of sorts. Knots appeared on the walls as he passed by them, swollen knuckles of the limbs, with dark circles on their tops that looked so much like the handle that opened the trapdoor itself.
Loki paused, staring intently at one of these handle-like knots. He could swear he could see something just beyond it, a pulsating light, or something blinking. The sounds of whispers from far away snatched his attention. He peered curiously into the darkness beyond. He thought he could hear someone calling his name. “Hello?” he breathed out, thinking his voice sounded weak even to his own ears. He cleared his throat, “Who’s there?”
He continued to move forward, a soft glow appearing before him and his own light extinguishing. He reached what appeared to be the end of the chamber. Along the far wall, a knot had opened, exposing a hole. Inside laid a book. It appeared to be a smallish book, thin, short, cover worn and spine nearly exposed.
Confused, Loki glanced about the chamber. Darkness surrounded him on three sides. What was this book for and why did it feel like he was led to it? That voice, the voice that sounded like it was in his head, it called to him again. He felt like it told him to take the book. Reaching out, Loki hesitantly took it and held it tight. The knot closed. The soft glow that had led him here vanished. He was instantly bathed in a swallowing darkness that left him feeling utterly alone.
From a distance he heard the sound of the stone handle turning and the trapdoor opening. Another soft glow appeared behind him as he turned to make his way back the way he came. Summoning another ball of light, Loki noticed that all the knots in the chamber had disappeared. The walls were made of the same branches all grown together, roots exposed on the floor, but none of the handle like openings were there. A bit bewildered, he climbed out of the trapdoor and watched it seal behind him. He placed the rug back on top of the exposed handle, slipped the book in his pocket and hurried to his room, eager to learn what he had discovered.
A/N: Yay, magic!
- 2
- 3
- 4
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Adult-FanFiction.Org is not in any way associated with or related to FanFiction.Net

Adult-FanFiction.org (AFF, the site), its owners, agents, and any other entities related to Adult-FanFiction.org or the AFF forum take no responsibility for the works posted to the Adult-FanFiction.org by its members.

While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.

All works displayed here, whether pictorial or literary, are the property of their owners and not Adult-FanFiction.org. Opinions stated in profiles of users may not reflect the opinions or views of Adult-FanFiction.org or any of its owners, agents, or related entities.

Website Domain ©2002-2017 by Apollo. PHP scripting, CSS style sheets, Database layout & Original artwork ©2005-2017 C. Kennington. Restructured Database & Forum skins ©2007-2017 J. Salva. Images, coding, and any other potentially liftable content may not be used without express written permission from their respective creator(s). Thank you for visiting!

Powered by Fiction Portal 2.0
Modifications © Manta2g, DemonGoddess
Site Owner - Apollo

Whispers in the Night