(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...
"No!" I shout all of a sudden. "I won't change the plan! I'm not going to have any of you die! Not again! We can't do this! Everyone needs to stay indoors tonight or we're doomed! Got that?!"
"So you expect me to let my brother die out there as you put it?" Thor questions.
"No. I expect you to stay here while he runs off to safety, because if you go try and look for him you'll die too. And you can't do that to Jane."
He hesitates with a hard look on his face.
I approach him and speak quieter, "I need you here to look after her. I need you to make sure she and Darcy stay inside the base at all times. If they step foot outside they're dead. Understand?"
He doesn't know why I speak this way... But when he looks into my eyes he can see something behind them, a real warning that knows what horrid fate would await anyone tonight if they didn't listen. So he nods... and looks to his companions.
They look at me suspiciously.
I want to ball my hands into fists and scream but I also want to cry like a teenager. I shut my eyes before either one happens and I take a deep breath.
Clint has to return inside when Nat calls for him. But the other two look at me still.
"So that's it...?" Pietro asks.
"There's nothing more we can do..." I mutter, casting my eyes down. "I don't have a whole lot of options..."
He sighs and can totally see past my strong outer shell, probably because his sister does the same thing and he knows her so well. He puts a hand on my shoulder and I look up at him, our eyes locked as I send him images of our relationship over the past "few weeks" that don't exist in his eyes. But he understands and he feels my pain at the situation. "Come here, kitten," he says and gives me a hug. I embrace him gladly and shut my eyes... At least I know everyone here will be okay... so long as I protect them... and something else tells me that I'll see Loki again... sooner than I think.
But for now I focus on doing whatever I can to continue with my own plan.
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WANDA MAXIMOFF:
I wander around until I lean against the doorway to the training room, spotting Steve Rogers there packing away some gloves in a sack. Pietro had been hammering him earlier about questions that would confuse him to death; all about things in today's century. He was having fun doing that and joking with him.
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I bite my lip and speak up as he doesn't notice me. "I hope my brother didn't bother you too bad with his mockery..."
He chuckles. "No don't worry... Stark was worse when it comes to mocking me about my age."
