Avengers: Damnation

Chapter 8- Actions Towards The God Of Mischief.

Once again the familiar stress entered my system, and I needed to work it out of me. I quickly grabbed some black gym shorts and a black vest top from my room draws and dug my hands into my satchel to find so in ear earphones. I quickly plugged in the earphones and slipped my phone into my short pocket. As I entered the gym I noticed the all too familiar thoughts of Steve Rodgers,

‘stupid Loki, I hate him, he’s on this ship for one reason, to cooperate!’ his punches against the swinging gym bag intensified with every word he thought. I sighed and walked over to another punching bag, and quickly changed the song on my phone to fit he work out mood, ‘Superbad by flux Pavilion and Doctor P.’ I smiled as I drew my leg back and struck the bag, viciously hoping to get rid of all my stress as quickly as possible. But once again I was interrupted by Steve’s thoughts,

‘I wonder if I should talk to her?’ I rolled my eyes and blocked his thoughts once again, I stepped away from the bag, and then lunged forwards aiming a side kick to the leather covered weight, causing it to cripple. I sighed and pulled out my in ear earphone’s and quickly took away the broken bag and quickly replaced it, with an equal. I turned away to see Steve Rodgers staring at me around his own punching bag,

“hi Steve.” I said half-heartedly, after what Loki said I think it was best for me to act as distant as possible, without being unfriendly. I turned away quickly and went back to my own punching bag,

“Liberty, what do you think about me?” I swallowed hard, and placed my pale hands against the dark leather bag,

“I think you’re a nice man, and any girl would be lucky to have you.” I nodded to myself and sighed as I rested my forehead against the bag, I heard his footsteps coming closer to me, I slowly turned around to reveal him standing less than ten centimetres from me,

“do you really mean that Liberty?” I nodded and looked up into his sky blue eyes,

“I know you’ll find someone Steve.” I sighed and looked down at my converse covered shoes, this was painful but I knew Steve deserved someone and that someone could never be me.

“I think I have found someone Liberty.” He leaned closer to me, as I took several steps away from him,

“Steve you know you can’t be with me, please just stop before you hurt yourself.” Ducked my head beneath a curtain of my hair, and made my way towards the door, then he suddenly shouted,

“So you’d rather be with a monster than a man?” I sighed and opened the door in front of me, and looked over my shoulder,

“maybe I do.” I quickly slammed the door behind me as I ran towards my room. I felt so confused, so hurt, and so guilty. I looked the door behind me, and slammed my back against it, as my chest heaved heavily, how did I feel about Loki?

I unplugged my earphones from my phone and played aloud, ‘Call Me by Shinedown.’ I sat on my bed waiting and hoping for some sort of announcement, but suddenly quiet murmuring made be sit upright on the plush bed, I walked towards my door and began to walk down the hall towards the second observation deck. The murmuring got louder and louder as I grew closer, as I got even closer it became loud nonverbal and verbal shouting, between Steve and Loki. I carried on walking down the hall as if everything was happing in slow motion; soon both the strong men came into view. Loki’s face was bruised and blood, Steve was hunched over clutching at his ribs as he lunged at Loki with a kick from his leather booted foot. I stood frozen as time finally began to catch up, suddenly everything was happening to fast, Loki was hit with a right hook under his chin causing him to be launched backwards into the white wash wall behind me, as Steve screamed at him,