Pairing: Loki/ OC
Summary: You fought against Loki during the fight at Stark tower, it was a fight that you had come away from seriously injured.
But there was something about the troubled god that you couldn’t stop thinking about.
After a second meeting with him when he was more vulnerable stuck behind a cell, you knew you were doomed.
Making my way down one of the many beautiful golden hallways, I admired the art work that covered the walls.
My destination? Although strange was the last place I had to explore in this new world.
I’d been on Asgard for about a month now, Thor had brought me so that I could study and research. His father hadn’t been all too happy about this but Thor has a debut to me, plus when Odin found out I was mortal but with intense powers he agreed on the grounds that I stay out of the way.
Since I’d arrived I’d been to every corner, every nook and cranny I could explore I did. Which brings me back to the one place I haven’t been yet.
You maybe asking yourself, who the hell would want to visit a cell block. The the thrill and excitement of being up close and personal with Asgard’s most wanted, that’s why.
“Just be careful down there, they all may be locked up but they can still talk. They can get into your head if you’re not careful.”
I just laughed at Thor. “Don’t worry, I’ll just block them out.”
I got up to walk to the door. “Oh and Lex, be extra careful around Loki.”
I stopped dead in my tracks.
We met once.
We both put up a good fight against each other, yet I could never make my mind up about what I truly thought of him.
Yes he’d killed countless of innocent lives, but why? We’d never actually been told the whole truth about why Loki invaded New York. I also saw his eyes when we fought, glazed over and hollowed cheeks just like Clints were. He also looked defeated and sick, I wonder if he looked like that now?
Time to find out I guess.
As I reached the doors I nodded to the guards that stood protecting their people, they just opened the doors for me and one followed me inside. Although I didn’t need the assistance it was no good arguing they would follow me anyway. I walked down the steps, guard in tow. I stopped nearly at the bottom and looked to my left.
There he was, spread out on the bed, barefoot. He was simply just reading a book but looked so mysterious doing it.
I heard a little cough from behind me which made me abruptly start walking again. I started from the very bottom and would work my way from cell to cell, most creatures were sleeping. Some growled at me so I moved on.
I finally reached the cell across from Loki’s.
“Aren’t you the water girl.” I peered over my shoulder to where the voice had come from.
He was still laid in his bed, still reading his book.
“That depends, are you still the asshole that tried to take over New York.” I turned back around and carried on observing the creature in front of me.
In response I got a mocking laugh, I sighed and shut my notebook I placed it in my pocket and fully turned to find him leaning up against the glass. It took me back, I’d only seen him dishevelled from fighting and possibly being possessed.
But here on his own kingdom, in his home he was clean and tidy. Maybe a tiny bit dishevelled from being locked up for so long, but who was I to know what he looked like normally. Honestly? He looked more peaceful and put together than he did up on stark tower.
“Like what you see darling?”
I blinked my thoughts away, scoffing. “Are you always this full of yourself? As I remember it you tried to kill me.” All the pain and agony rushed back to me like a flood but I wasn’t going to let this man see me cry. “Anyway I came down here to do some peaceful studying, and if you’re going to ruin that then I’ll take my leave.”
“You came to the wrong place for peace down here. And as I remember it.” He pointed a finger at me and smirked.”You tried to kill me first.” He chuckled.
I just stared at him from across the hall as he turned his back to me, going back to his small bed in the middle of the cell. Picking the book back up he started reading again.
When did it become this hard to breath? I just sighed looking down the hallway that I had yet to explore.
I hesitated for a bit but decided to carry on.
“Where are you going?”
I stopped again and rolled my eyes. “I’m observing remember.”
“You haven’t observed me yet though, and believe me I’m the best thing you’ll find in here.”
Was he serious?
“Ah I don’t know about that, there was a cute alien all the way down there. I have the sketch to prove it if you’d like the see.”
I saw him peek over his book to raise an eyebrow at me.
“Then what are you still doing here staring at me?”
I just narrowed my eyes at him, about to throw an insult his way.
“Miss.” The guard who had followed me down the steps called in my direction. “Prince Thor has called you to eat with him and the Queen.”
“I’ll escort you there.” He held his hand in front of him inviting me to walk up the stairs first.
“See you soon, sweetheart.” Loki mused.
I just gave him an unimpressed look as I climbed the stairs.
When Loki had invaded New York I’d just become a new part of the Avengers team. Honestly I wasn’t even a full member, I was just someone there with powers that was still in training. Learning how to fully control my powers, but defending New York from such a big army the Avengers needed all the help they could get.
I did had the honour of fighting with Loki on top of stark tower. My powers consist of the Earth, wind, water and fire. I’d thrown water at him, trying to surround him so I could freeze it and try keep him in a icy prison. But he’d been too strong and broke through, that’s when he’d got mad and started throwing magic at me. Most things I could block while also throwing other elements at him.
It wasn’t until I’d sucked the air out of his lungs that he’d thrown a dagger at me, catching me off guard I’d stumbled back when it pierced my side. Falling over the runway I landed hard on the deck of Stark’s balcony and blacked out. Remembering that day was never easy, it took me months to heal my injuries but I still carried the mental scars with me. I could never bring myself to fully blame Loki though.
I knew there had to be some deeper meaning to what lead up to the events in New York.
4 months had passed since we spoke down in the cells, I hadn’t been able to bring myself to go down to talk with him again. Part of me wanted to ask him what really happened, I was curious to get down to the bottom of why he was the way he was.
But that’s not why I was here.