MCU + Asgard React to ONLY Loki [Canon/Fanon]

💚|Arrival|💚

Something struck and seconds later, the portal opened, revealing six separate individuals. One seven-foot-tall queen-looking goth lady, a dark-skinned man with beautiful cornrows in an usual silver color. A CEO-looking man with the same silvery hair as the cornrow man was smashed into the floor by a guy who looked around his late 20s, decked out in clubbing clothes. 

Already on their feet, two boys, one with dark hazel eyes and blond, curly hair and the other, with dark brown hair and blueish-green eyes also popped out of the portal, which happened to snap back into itself, disappearing with another haunting crackle. 

The red mist retreated to its original spot again, invisibly separating the spots before any chaos {Ahem.} could be chao-sed. Then, it returned again, the mist. The same mist, just... fresher? Then the sound of something crashing through a ceiling followed by loud screaming from... the Asgardians paused. Were those the... Warriors Three?

A final portal opened, spilling out four more people. An Asian-appearing warrior tumbled to a halt on his chest, grumbling in a foreign language. Hogun? Then, a voluptous redheaded man with a wide stomach landed on his arse. Volstagg...

Fandral went rolling onto his back, slamming his arse against the wall, his legs pulled over his shoulders as he tried to play off his pain with a dashing smile. 

The fourth person... people began to seethe, screaming bloody murder. They landed on their injured feet, bringing an wounded hand up to part their greasy, tangled hair. Dressed in only dark brown pants and a loose green tunic... Loki didn't seem all that threatening. Unfortunately, the people of Asgard and Midgard could beg to differ.

"What the actual... hell," Clint gasped, eye flaming with anger. He somehow managed to bring his bow through the whole portal fiasco, aiming an explosive arrow right at Loki's head. "What is he doing here?!" he spat, his voice spewing with venom and hate. 

That brought the rest of the Avengers to their feet, using whatever they had in their hands to threaten Loki - Nat had a metal comb in her hands, Steve, his fists, Bruce was a little green on the edges from both the portal and the Hulk fighting to come out, and of course, Hawkeye had his bow and arrows. 

"Gods," the gothic woman shook her head. "Violence already?"

"You're one to speak Hela," the dark-skinned one rolled his eyes. "Literal goddess of death. Violence is basically your middle name. And you don't even have a legal middle name," he exhaustedly consulted his youngest and only sister. 

Somewhere in the crowd of Asgardians, Odin stood up, face red and furious.

"How have you escaped your bonds?!" he roared over the crowd, bringing everyone except the six people he addressed. Gungnir banged against the floor as he raised it at them. A beam blasted out of it. People everywhere screamed.

"Father, what is the meaning of this-" Thor had to look away to avoid being blinded. The beam shot throughout the room, having been deflected by a raging green seidr. It roared, flaring around the edges, forming sharp edges of pure emerald green. 

But from where the seidr came from... a hush fell upon the awestruck or terrified Asgardians and Midgardians. The Jotnar lightly whispered amongst themselves, feeling prideful of their third prince. [2]

Loki firmly put down his hand, scanning his eyes over the room. 

"And you..." Odin set Gungnir's end to the floor, banging it to intimidate his unfazed prisoner. "You did this, didn't you?! You brought us through these hellish portals! I thought that spell completely depleted your magic source! I knew that you would have planned-"