Infatuated with a God

Chapter One

This work is currently under reorganisation/editing whilst I work on part 2. Hopefully in the future it will be a bit shorter and more readable!!!!

A/N: The first few chapters are story setting. Loki plot begins at Chapter Five.

A large wave of energy jutted me awake. It wasn't often I was woken up to a disturbance, and an uneasiness settled within me as I fought back against the grogginess in my head. Yet it wasn't the noise that kept me awake, nor was it the buzzing that rang out loudly in my head that followed. Instead, it was the eerie silence that followed. There was no humming over machinery around me anymore. Nor were there any words to wake me, no guards barking orders and the normally ever-present humming of the forcefield no longer buzzing in the room. The haziness of my mind was not an unusual occurrence, the time I'd spent here was a constant blur of memories. In fact, not much before that came to my mind either. Blurry images of moving from one place to the next, a general sense of feeling unsafe like I needed to stay hidden from the world and a sense of duty filled my mind. In all my time I had never woken to no purpose, not a single order overwhelming my consciousness. I looked around the room to find anyone, the guards, the twins, even Strucker. But no one was here. Deep inside, a wave of relief washed over me. Strucker had done a lot for me, but I still didn't like being forced to do his bidding. And the words hurt. He reassured me that it was necessary, but I felt like my compliance didn't need to be forced every single time.

The room was dark and empty. The machinery that surrounded my pod was ominously silent as I came to. Panic began to rise within me as the lack of orders cut through to the part of me that didn't feel safe here. I needed to get the twins and get out. I ripped out the tubes that connected me to the machine with a muffled scream, ignoring the pain that followed. As I freed myself from the machine I noticed how sore my muscles were. That tended to happen when they didn't activate me for a while. I tried my hardest to remember something about when I was put back here, but all I could remember was the searing pain of the experiments and a bright yellow glow. As the dizziness that came with waking subsided, the nerves of the situation followed. Something had to have gone extremely wrong if the power source and forcefield were wiped out. Despite my lack of memories there is one thing I had been trained to remember, that a group was after us. That they had to be destroyed. I couldn't remember why and usually this wouldn't have mattered. But with no trigger words I was able to finally think for myself. I didn't know what Hydra were doing, or who they'd pissed off, but I needed to get out of here to think. I didn't want to be strapped back down and forced to submit to them again. Get the twins. Get out.

I stretched my body as I reached for the power within me. It was always there, under my skin and in my core. Since the experiments it flowed throughout my body, coating my blood, and coming when I called for it. It wasn't the most stable source of energy in the world but over time Wanda and I had figured out how to control it enough. A bright golden light spread throughout the darkness of the silver room, reflecting off of the machinery. Strands of my blood-stained brown hair began to swirl around in the current created when I allowed my magic to wrap around me. Walking to the door to my left I focussed on the handle and locked in it. Picturing it unlocking as I channelled my magic into it. My golden light swirled towards the door, and it began to glow. I felt it unlocking before I heard the click of freedom. The sound of the door unlocking echoed in the room, and I pulled it open gently just in case there were guards nearby. That was then I heard a series of loud gunshots echoing from above. Worried about the safety of the twins I attempted to follow the direction of the noise, but it stopped suddenly. I heard distant groaning but decided it was too far away. I wanted to know if they were safe but knew if it came down to it I would have to secure my own freedom alone. They would do the same and that was okay, you didn't always have the choice in these situations.