Chapter 1

Warning: Sadness, mention of torture, mention of death ( I'm bad at making warnings)

He didn't want this He didn't enjoy this. He didn't need this. But he needed her. He enjoyed her. He wanted her. And this is what he needs to do in order to have her. He had to give a world to save his girl.

He stood above chaos looking like a monster. All for her, a little girl who still didn't fully understand what was happening.

Thor flew down "Loki, turn of the tesseract or I' ll destroy it" he couldn't let him do that

"you can't there is no stopping it. There is only war" and her.

"so be it."

Truth be told Loki did not wish to fight his brother. He would never say it out loud but he loved and cherished his brother no matter the conflict, sorrow, or pain. But Thor would not stay forever Thor would not rust Loki, Thor would not be gentle and caring, as much as Loki loved Thor he did not always enjoy his company. But Loki needs her... and she needs him.

"look around you, you think this madness will end with your rule" no, of course not, this would never end he had no control of this. He was not the ruler but the fool who opened the gates. A complete fool. He controlled nothing he was simply a puppet in a much bigger plan. A plan that could not be stopped. "it's too late, it's too late to stop it"

"no it's not, we can together" Thor such a fool a kind-hearted, bold, brave, generous and "sentimental" fool. Loki snarls as he dug a small knife into his brother's side. Physically this did nothing to Thor, he had been stabbed all his childhood, but still, it left him annoyed and angry. In his mind, this move was extremely childish.

They had won Loki could hear the war ending beyond the balcony. He had lost. She was gone. (y/n) he whimpered as he slowly crawled out of the hole the green beast made using him "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry" he cried in his native tongue as he crawled up the steps. He sat on the steps with his head down for a moment then looked up to see them standing above him weapons drawn looking angry yet smug.

" can I have that drink now".

He needed something to numb the pain.

(y/n) mind faded in and out thanks to the pain. She felt arms lift her as pain erupted throughout her body but she was too weak to react. Vision fading in and out she saw green and red and what looked like a woman carrying her, this woman would later be known as Gamora.

"I'm sorry" the woman whispered as she laid her down on a cold surface. It pained yet soothed (y/n)'s cut, broken, and bruised the skin. "I'm so sorry" the woman whispered again. At the young age of six years old tortured to near death, drenched in her own blood, starved, and unable to move this should not have been the state of a young six years old girl, but it was. And she didn't even know why all she knew was it was happening and Loki promised to make it stop.

Loki promised to make it al better.

Loki promised.

Loki walked forward muzzle on his hands bound. The so-called heroes stood around him looking smug. If only they knew they've saved the city but doomed the world, the planet, the galaxy, a little girl.

They've killed a little girl.

If they knew would they still be smiling?

As (y/n) laid on the cold surface she felt the woman strap her down and place a bag between her feet. "sweetie, sweetie please open your eyes please" the woman said "very good". Opening her eye the woman's skin was a beautiful green and her hair was a lovely dark shade of red, quietly beautiful. Traveling with Loki this was not the strangest person she'd seen.

"your friend he... listen I'm sending you far away from here. I'm getting you out of here. I'm saving you. At the end of your feet is a bag of clothes, food, and money. Good luck." the woman kissed her forehead and gave one last apology before closing the container and sending her off into the galaxy ... alone.

Loki had lost and she was lost.

What would the Avengers think if they knew what they did would they still be smiling?