35 Chapter 35 Wings

I'm pulled out of my thoughts by the sound of commotion coming from outside so I crawl off the bed and move over to the window. Being careful of my wings and my body which still feels weak and aching from the pain of being electrocuted. Not to mention me sprouting wings.

I reach it, the chain pulling a bit on the handcuffs so I have to keep my hands by my waist as I have a look, not wanting to hurt my wrists. I'm surprised to see all the Dark Orders forces assembling outside the gates of the palace, preparing their weapon and it looks like they are preparing for an attack. But there isn't many men, less then hundred from what I can see and I guess the attack on Asgard drained their resources. They are all getting ready to fight and then I see why.

On the other side of the moat of water, which is nearly solid ice, I can see the Bifrost light hitting the ground and Asgardian warriors gathering. There is hundreds of them and I feel a smile spread across my face as I can make out two men in front of them. One in red and one in green. Thor and Loki and I am so relieved. They are both ok, Loki is ok and they are coming for me. Coming to save me from crazy Damian before he takes my wings and kills me. And since they have so many men, they will defeat the Dark Order easily and they will finally be defeated. We will win and I will be saved.

The Bifrost stops and I see them all gathering, ready to fight and it looks like they are waiting for the ice to become solid. The sun has nearly set so it won't be long and then the final battle will begin. It's just the waiting game now.

Then a voice speaks into mind, making me smile, 'Katrina? Can you hear me?'

I sign in relief, 'I can hear you and see you. Loki, are you ok? Are you hurt? The grenade…'

He cuts me off, 'I'm all healed, don't worry and what do you mean you can see me? Where are you?'

'I'm locked in a tower, on your right and I'm by the window hence why I can see you along with the army of warriors and your brother.' I explain to him, wishing I could wave so he could see me.

'Oh I can see you.' He states, clearly able to see the tower, 'The moment the ice is solid I am coming straight for you. But are you ok? l have been so worried.'

I remember the torture and my wings and I sign in frustration, 'Well it depends on your definition of ok.'

'My definition is that you are safe and well and haven't been harmed.' He states before asking, sounding worried, 'Has he hurt you?' I don't respond, 'Katrina?'

'He tortured me, shocked me with an electric rod.' I reluctantly tell him, 'I'm alright, just aching all over and weak as hell.'

He growls, sounding pissed off, 'That bastard. I am going to rip him apart.'

I smile, 'Be my guest.'

'Why the hell did he hurt you? Is it because of that rare thing he mentioned?' He asks me, 'Or was it something else? Because if he tortured you for the hell of it I am going to destroy him.'

'He was trying to awaken my rare gift.' I tell him, 'Which happens to be wings.'

'Wings?!!' He exclaims, 'You have wings?!'

I feel my wings flutter behind me as I tell him, 'He said it was a sacred gift that runs through my family due to my goddess side. I didn't believe him until after he tortured me with this special shock rod that literally made them rip out of my back. Painful but they are beautiful.'

He speaks, sounding flabbergasted, 'I can't believe you have wings.'

'Wait to you see them, they are angelic.' I tell him.

'But what does he want with your wings?' He asks me, 'Or don't I want to know?'

I feel my face go pale, 'Well he said wings like mine are priceless so I imagine he is going to sell them, like he did with my parents wings and make a fortune.'

'Sell them? But to do that would mean selling you? Unless… is he planning to cut them off?' He asks, sounding horrified at the idea.

'That's his plan.' I frown, trying to ignore the pain in my body, 'But he said my body needs a few days to adjust to having wings, the bones strengthening or something so he can't take them yet. Or they would crumble and be worthless so I am safe for now.'

He seems relieved, 'Good. I don't want you losing your wings or be in anymore pain.'

'Loki if he did cut my wings off, the process of him cutting them off would...' I trail off, 'It would kill me. I would die.'

'I won't let that happen.' He states, 'I am going to save you and he won't get his hands on you or your wings ever again.'

This makes me smile, 'Well I eagerly wait to be saved by my dashing prince.'

He chuckles at that, 'And I look forward to saving my gorgeous princess from her tower and bringing her home.'

'Literally fairytale.'

We both laugh and then I notice the ice is frozen and so has the Dark Order. They are preparing to fight and so are the Asgardian Warriors from what I can tell. It looks like it's time for the battle to begin.

Loki clearly has noticed too as he speaks again, 'I've got to go my love, the battle is about to begin but I'm coming for you. I promise. I love you.'

I smile, 'I love you too. Be careful.'

'I will.'

Then he breaks the connection and I can make out Loki moving forward before I see him cast a wave of blue magic across it. He is using his frost giant powers to check its solid ice and I notice it is and the bits that are not, are glowing bright blue. God he is clever and I can see the Dark Order don't look confident as the Asgardian Warriors pull out their swords before charging. Storming across the ice, avoiding the not safe zones with Loki and Thor leading them.

They get across the moat of ice easily and the two armies clash, the Dark Order finally taking action but they are overwhelmed. They are practically being swarmed by the Asgardian Warriors and I see Loki and Thor fighting side by side, moving closer to the palace. Easily getting through which makes me smile and then I feel my legs wobble.

I move away from the window, using the wall to steady me as I go over to the bed and sit down before I collapse. I'm still weak and aching from where he tortured me so I need to save my strength for escaping. Considering I might need to fight my way out but I doubt it, we seem to be winning and should be able to just walk out of here. But if I collapse, Loki won't be able to carry me so easily since I don't know how to move my wings properly or put them away. So I need to rest and relax and just wait to be saved. God I want to get out of here.

Absentmindedly, my cuffed hands reach for my pendant and I grasp it tightly. Silently praying that Loki doesn't get harmed and that he gets to me quickly. But when I look down at it, I notice its glowing and I smile. He must be in the palace now and is tracking me here. He is coming for me, he is. And yet the commotion outside is getting louder and I find myself still hoping he is ok, still praying and how I wish I could take these cuffs off. They are getting on my nerves.

I then hear a door slam at the bottom of the tower before I hear footsteps rushing up the stairs, occasionally skipping steps. In moments I hear movement outside the door and I smile when I see the lock glow a familiar bright green. It's Loki and I stand up as he unlocks and pushes the door open.

He freezes when he sees me, so happy to see me but in awe of my wings. It makes me smile and I am very relieved to see he hasn't been hurt in the battle. There isn't even trace of him being hurt earlier from the grenade, even his clothing has been fixed. No injuries and I am just pleased that he is alright and that he is here.

He snaps out of it, "You really do have wings, just… wow. They are beautiful."

"Told you." I say with a smile, making them flutter.

He smiles before he comes over to me and I go over to him. The moment he reaches me, his lips crash onto mine with so much passion that it takes my breath away. I kiss him back, clutching onto his chest the best I can with the handcuffs on as I melt into the passion between us. He must have been so worried about me and I wish I could wrap my arms around his neck but I can't, still stuck in these cuffs. Loki must have noticed as his hands go to mine and in seconds I feel the metal come off my wrists, broken with his magic before he tosses the broken cuffs to one side.

Instantly I wrap my arms around the neck, deepening the kiss as he puts his arms around me but being careful not to touch my wings. It's so passionate and intense and I don't want this moment to end. But we are in the middle of him saving me with a battle below us. God I love him.

I pull away, a smile on my lips, "Missed me?"

He chuckles, "Just a bit. I was so worried about you and then you said he hurt you and I couldn't have got here fast enough."

"I'm ok." I reassure him, "Believe me it hurt and I'm a bit weak but I guess in a way it was worth it, for the wings. They are a part of me after all."

"They are beautiful." He whispers, looking at them, "You look like an angel."

I smile, "Technically half goddess but yeah, they are angelic. You can touch them if you want? I don't mind."

He looks at me, "Are you sure?"

"Off course. They are quite soft and don't hurt or anything. Probably just a bit fragile but we are only in a middle of a battle so should be fine." This makes him chuckle, "Seriously it's ok, just be gentle."

Carefully he runs his fingers over the feathers of my wings and he seems in awe of them, fascinated by them. I smile and it feels nice, his fingers running along them. He doesn't do it for long but even when he pulls away, he is still looking at them.

"They are amazing." He whispers, "Thank god you were wearing a backless dress or you would have been exposed to that bastard."

I cringe, "Yeah that was lucky."

He smiles, "I think you are going to shock everyone back home." I'm about to agree when we hear big explosion coming from below, "Speaking off, let's get you out of here. It sounds like the battle is picking up and we should slip away before Damian realises I have you."

"Good idea. There is no way I am letting him take my wings."

"Let's go."