Not A Monster ● Loki × Reader ●

11 - Mr. Stark Has A Missing Kid

A/N - The above image is Y/N's chosen weapon! Have fun!

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TW - Kidnapping, Man crushed by boulder, real world places

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"Hey, Bond! What exactly can your powers do?" Tony strolled into the lounge in his full Iron Man suit.

I paused, staring at him like he was crazy. Why would he want to know this all of a sudden? I guess there was no harm in telling him, right? "Didn't I explain this last week?"

I had been sitting in Loki's armchair to piss him off. Currently, he was sitting on a nearby couch, arms crossed, a dagger in one hand while he glared figurative daggers at me. My wings wrapped around myself, a few feathers shedding. Nearing later summer, molt was inevitable. It was when my old feathers shed to make room for new ones before migration. But I don't migrate, so it was just something I did. I've been picking up a trail of the black feathers for a little over a week now.

"Sure, whatever. Come here- actually, no." Tony walked up to me, grabbed a wrist, and boosted my power. Instantly, I could feel my magic surge. 50%... it wan't full capacity, but it was closer than 25%.

"Why?" I look up at him, arching a sculpted brow.

"Had an issue with my son- a kid I know. You know. And S.H.I.E.L.D is deciding to give you one chance to redeem yourself for almost assassinating me." 

Though I can't see his face, I can hear the smirk.

"You want me to help? What's the mission?"

"He was kidnapped. His name is Peter. Got caught mid-bank robbery. And figuring you're probably he most powerful, I figured I'd let you tag." He turned to Natasha, who sat at the island, typing furiously at a computer. "Anything?" 

Nat shook her head, lips pursing. "Nothing."

"Jarvis? Anything?" 

"Yes sir. Based on security footage from the bank, mister Parker was taken Northeast on Park Avenue. Not far from here, sir." The robot assistant's voice rang through Tony's suit.

"How long ago was that? Have they stopped?" Tony started walking toward his lab, gesturing for me to follow him. 

I grumbled, knowing that there was no use in not following him. He just boosted my PL's anyway. Plus, this is my one and only chance to show the agency of S.H.I.E.L.D that I'm not as awful as my reputation says I am.

"Yes, sir. An art gallery on 5th Avenue called Carltone Fine Arts. My JPS says that they are somewhere under the building in a holding facility."

Tony sighs, but keeps walking, leading me right into his lab. He presses a button and a wall rises, revealing weapons on weapons. "Great. Thanks. Okay, take your pick, kid. I know you have a knack for electricity, so all the weapons here conduct it. Had em made for you." He grabs a small device. "Oh yeah. Here. Put this in your ear. It's a com. To keep in touch. Also-" He moved and handed me another earpiece. "Put this behind the other ear. Tap it when you're ready."

I put both on, immediately graced with radio silence, then a voice. 

"Good evening, Miss L/N. I am Jarvis, your personal artificial intelligence assistant." 

"Hi." I say back, then tap the other electronic. My body is instantly covered with a black suit with glowing gold accents.

"It could use some mods. Still a prototype. Pick your weapon yet?" 

Right. Weapons. I scan the weapons, looking over all of the weapons. My eyes are immediately drawn to two baton-like sticks.

"Nice. Those are like tazers. They also link together to make on big stick, then they also have knives that come out from both ends."