(NOT JUST A LOKI STORY - this story is about many marvel characters with Esther Mason and Loki Laufeyson as the main characters - and also includes a Steve Rogers romance side story with... well you'll have to see :))))
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Once upon a time, there was...
It's the famous Iron Man, complete in shiny metal armor of red and gold. He holds up his wrist missile to threaten us. "Sorry to break up the date you two, but this guy is ours," he says to us.
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"Ah the Iron Man. You're a bit late aren't you?" Loki smirks.
I look down at Loki and then back at Iron Man and growl. "No! I've worked too hard to find him to just give him up! He's going to die! And there is nothing you can do to stop me!" I conjure the sharpest icicle I can and I inch it closer to his throat, ready to spill his blood. "Any last words?" I ask.
He smiles for a moment then says, "Behind you."
I frown but then the body under me disappears and I turn around to see him before he readies to kill me.
I cry out in fury and leap for him again with flames all over my feet and hands. Before I can get to him someone grabs my arm and I don't even register who it is before I whirl my other arm around to elbow Captain America in the face and send a hard kick to his abdomen to make him let me go. I leap across the concrete towards Loki but his image disappears and a foot kicks me hard in the back.
I fall on my hands and growl. I turn around to see the captain and Iron Man there facing Loki before he takes one of his knives and is about to stab me.
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I roar and teleport to him, knocking him to his back as I stand in front of him, breathing hard.
I look to my right when I see a large aircraft; not a plane. Looks like some sort of science fiction space craft. Must be S.H.I.E.L.D. An enormous gun comes from the bottom and aims at the God of Mischief, a female voice commanding him to stand down.
I look back at the Asgardian and make my gun come back to my hand. I raise my weapon but Cap's shield smacks it from me and I growl, leaping forward but metal hands catch both my arms to stop me.
"No!" I cry in rage. "No! He's mine! He's dead! I want him dead!" I struggle against the grip but I have used too much power and cannot teleport anymore.
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