Not A Monster ● Loki × Reader ●

11 - Mr. Stark Has A Missing Kid

I stick them together, then bring them apart. a chain now connecting them to make nunchucks. I grin. I used to train with these a lot while still with Hydra. These and guns were my main weapons. "I like them."

"Good. Let's go. Jarvis, kidnappers still under the gallery?"

"yes, Sir."

Tony turned to me, the glowing eyes of his mask illuminating me. "Ready to arrest some assholes?"

My wings fluff up, excitement churning within me. "Can I kill them?"

He chuckled, going toward his launch pad outside the tower. "I'll consider it. Now come on." He launched up with his thrusters. 

I'm quick to follow, bending at the knee and running toward the edge. I jump. My wings flare and I soar up, catching the wing and following Tony. 

"Is anyone else coming?" I ask over the com system.

"Nat just got on her bike. Said she'll meet us. And Thor insisted on coming because he wants to meet the kid."

"I did!" Thor's voice boomed in my ear as he zoomed past with his hammer whirling like the blade of a helicopter. Always so cheerful.

"I still don't see how this had to become a five man mission." Tony groaned.

"Three men, two women, Tony." Nat laughed, her engine roaring in the background.

"Close enough-"

"Three men?" I asked, not tearing my eyes from the sprawling city below us.

Tony let out an exasperated dad sigh. "Yeah, Thor brought his brother... Obviously..." 

"I believe it is a good learning experience for Loki. He can learn how to not be so violent." Thor beamed back at me for a moment, then dove when Jarvis informed us that we were above the gallery. "Do not worry, Man of Iron. Brother and I will simply observe. I will leave the mission to you, Lady Y/N, and Lady Widow."

"Just Nat, Thor," Natasha corrected.

"Sorry."

I land on the street hard enough to dent the sidewalk. People scream and run at the sight of me and I can't help but feel a small pang in my heart. I'm not that dangerous. I'm really not. Sure, I had a few murders under my belt and a really poor reputation under the free edges of my nails stained with blood that I didn't mean to spill, but I wasn't that terrible. I don't even remember doing most of it. I just remember the stories.

Tony and Thor landed on either side of me. Thor patted my back, then slipped through a window to the basement where I could hear him speak to someone.

"Ah, hello! I was informed you took a friend of ours! Release him."

A green flash came from the window and I immediately knew who that was. A thump sounded, an was then followed by Thor's disapproving sigh.

"Loki. How many times have I told you... we stay out of this mission."

"Whatever." Loki's voice came through the intercoms and sent a strange chill up my neck.

I shook it off and started moving toward the window, but a screech came from behind me, then the wall blew up as Tony's repulsor blast hit it. Rock was everywhere and so was the dust. I coughed and jumped in.

●Loki's POV● 

I was leaned against an old bookshelf beside Thor when Stark's blast hit, sending rock into the basement and right onto the unfortunate man Thor had greeted only moments prior. If he had a family, he wasn't seeing them again. 

"God, Stark." Y/N coughed, dropping into the room with her wings fully spread. The dust looked gold with the sun as it billowed around her wings, settling slowly. Only her silhouette was visible with the golden accents of the suit Stark must have given her. An angel... A deadly angel who could kill anything she disliked without even touching it. She wouldn't have to touch anything to kill it because I'd do it first.

I shook myself out, watching her eyes scan the room until they landed on a teenage boy tied to a chair in the corner of the room. 

Stark was quick to follow, as was Natasha.

"Mister- mist Stark? Oh. Hi." The child let his shoulders slump.

Stark took off his mask, undoing the bonds keeping the boy complacent. "Hey, kid. How you doing." 

"Uh, good... I think. Yeah. Pretty good." He rubbed the raw marks on his wrists before looking up and looking at all of us.

"Sorry for the party, Peter." Natasha smiled, ruffling his hair.

"Who are you all? I know Mister Stark, you, and Thor, but..." He trailed off when he looked at Y/N, who just stood there with a mildly bored expression. "Woah! Sick wings!" He grinned.

Y/N seemed caught off guard. She looked at the big black masses, then back at Peter with a slight tug of the lips. "Thanks."

"Who are you?" He asked.

"I'm..." She seemed to falter. Ah... she didn't have a 'hero identity.' "Uh... Alis."

I arch a brow. Alis? How origingal to choose the word 'wings' in Latin. I do suppose it had a ring to it.

She looked him up and down, noting the red and blue suit under his jacket. "Nice costume, kid." 

"Oh, uh... Thank you, Miss Alis."

She grimaced. "Actually, just call me Y/N. Don't use formalities. It's weird."

"Oh, okay. Then call me Peter. Or Spider-Man. Doesn't matter. Uhm... Hey, Mister Stark?" 

"Yeah, sup?"

"Who's that guy?" Peter's eyes flicked over me, the fear evident. Ah, good to know I am still striking fear into the hearts of children outside of the bedtime stories their parents tell. 

"I'm Loki." I say dryly.

"H- hello, Mister Loki."

I roll my eyes and let out an unamused hum. 'mister Loki.' It's... okay, I suppose. 

Shouts came from behind a door, followed by the bangs of bullets against the metal. A quick surveillance gave me the answer as to why; there was a rock blocking the door.

"Bond, wanna do the honours? Oh, and uh... preferably leave 'em alive?" Stark smirked, helping the injured boy to his feet. 

A sly grin spread across her face as she grabbed two small batons that were strapped to her sides. They lit blue, sparking as she stalked for the door. "With pleasure."

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A/N - Y'all have no idea how much time I spent on Google Maps for this chapter, guys. Also, EEEEE! We got a tiny Loki POV! 

To clear up any confusion, this all takes place after Endgame, so the team knows who Peter is. Yes, I kept the Avengers tower because it's goated. And yes, I kept everyone alive. And no, this doesn't take place after Spider-Man: No Way Home. Don't worry, lol. Ain't no one forgetting our baby Peter. :D

If you guys have any questions about the timeline, it's purely made up! So, honestly, y'all can figure it out. Though, some things are specific, so feel free to leave a comment on this paragraph if you want anything cleared up!

Until next time, Darlings! Xxx