MasukHer name is Katrina Stark and she is Tony's younger sister. She has had the life people dream off, being born into a life luxury and following all of her dreams. That was until 3 years ago when an accident in a lab caused her to lose her sight, plunging her world into darkness. Now blind, she is struggling to cope with not being able to see as well as the magical powers she gained due to the accident. But even with this mystical gift, she doesn't see a future for herself with nothing but darkness to light her way and no chance of having a normal life. Having a career or finding love. Just as she loses hope, she moves into Stark Tower only to discover the mysterious Loki has been banished and is staying on her floor. A spark ignites and she is thrown into a world of magic, secrets, love and lies. Her life changes in a thousand ways and yet there is only one thing for certain, it all began with the God Of Mischief. 'Beauty is through the Eye of the Beholder. I was told that when I was a child by my mother but I didn't really want to know what she meant. But a part of me always thought she meant that you fall in love with someone, for not just their beauty, but their personality. Their spirit. Which to me made me believe that beauty is seen differently by everyone and right now, I want to believe that. I want to believe that more than anything. As I fear like many things I have lost, love could be one of them and I hope that isn't true.' (I don't own Marvel. I only own Katrina, any characters I've created and my own storyline.)
Lihat lebih banyakIn seconds, the Bifrost opens and we are surrounded in bright light before being pulled into space through the portal. We travel quickly and it makes me smile when I see Loki behind me, still being held by his brother and Volstagg. I am so happy that I found him and we are all going home. So relieved he is alive and I can’t believe for a moment, I nearly lost him. But he will be ok and we will be together. Thank god I got him back.I’m still struggling to comprehend it all as we arrive at the Bifrost and Heimdell is there, smiling at us all. But we don’t stop to chat and instead leave and go over to the horses waiting for us. The warriors get on and begin riding off, all of them pleased and smiling. I go with Volstagg, Thor and Loki over to the two horses which have a stretcher attached between them. They help Loki onto it, laying him down before getting on either horse while I get on the one I rode on earlier. Before we a
Seconds later we land outside the glass palace, not having to worry about the moat as it’s solid ice but I’m not focused on that. I’m focused on the horrific sight before me. The palace is in ruins. The tower I was in has been destroyed along with the multiple walls and floors of the palace. It’s barely a shell of what it was. And its sheer luck the place is still standing considering the amount of damage. It makes my heart sink just looking at it, the chance of Loki being alive growing slimmer but I won’t lose hope. Not yet.I follow Thor and the warriors of three with Sif beside me as we go over to the side entrance where we were before getting cover. The debris which had blocked our view has been removed, clearing a passage inside and the memory of Loki saying goodbye hits me again. It hurts but I won’t let the pain consume me as we go inside, being careful of the debris around us.
Everything feels strange as I feel myself coming to and I feel… different. I feel no pain. I’m no longer weak or aching and I feel magically stronger. A lot stronger and it’s strange how powerful I feel and yet I feel light. It must be my wings and then I remember. It hits me like a tidal wave and no wonder why I feel so numb. So hollow. Loki. Oh Loki… Did he survive? Is he ok? Is he dead? I have no idea but I need to find out for sure. I need to know and yet a part of me doesn’t want to, fearing the worst. But I love him and I need to know if he is alive. Please be alive. Please don’t be dead. I can’t lose you.So I force myself to open my eyes and I find myself in the healers back in Asgard, safe and home. I’m lying in a bed with my wings stretched out below me, glowing slightly and I see Sif is sitting beside my bed, waiting for me to wake up. Her face is miserable and it makes my heart s
Then I follow him out the door and he goes down the stairs and I follow him, close behind him. I am surprised that I can keep up with him and I’m not struggling, considering I nearly collapsed earlier. My body no longer feels as weak and then I realise when I feel it. My magic. My magic feels stronger and it must be taking the edge off, giving me strength. I wonder… it must be my wings, I must be magically stronger with them. God they are amazing. If only I didn’t have to be tortured brutally to get them. I push those thoughts aside though as we reach the bottom of the tower and I stick close to him as we go out the door.The battle is raging. Warriors are fighting everywhere, swords clashing and grenades going off. It’s clear from the warriors remaining that we are winning but we have just walked right into the middle of a battlefield. We need to move.Loki puts his arm around me and in sec





