V I G I L A N C E ~ (MCU) ~

C H A P T E R 2 5_

ESTHER:

"We'll go out once we are sure we aren't surrounded. You can go in front of me since you have a lighter step and keener eyes," I say to Loki as I pack up everything we need. We have landed now in the dark of downtown London.

I attach silencers on all our weapons. "We'll need to make as little sound as possible and attack as little mimics as possible. If we make too much noise an alpha will be bound to find us."

"Which means no explosives," he says.

"And no shouting." I hand him a communicator.

He puts it in his ear as I do the same with mine.

"And make sure no one blows this up," I lift the chain of grenades before packing it away in the backpack and slipping my arms through the straps.

We stand at the door after the ship is completely off, nervous to get out there and making sure our plan is solid.

"The sinkhole is straight ahead..." I say.

"Right..."

But we stop talking when we hear a distance snarling and even more distant howling of these monsters in the black of night. We don't know how many are out there and to be honest I'm terrified. "...If this works... we may not be getting out of here."

He looks at me. "I will not let you die today."

I return his gaze with a serious one. "...You may not have a choice."

He looks affected by that fact and worried, hesitant to reply.

"But if we finish the job I don't care. I'd die for this world."

"You should stay here. I'll go on and plant the bomb and get out―"

"Absolutely not―"

"You'll be safe―"

"Listen to me," I take his shoulder and make him look at me as I stare straight back into his eyes with a stern look. "You and I are a team..."

His brows are tensed as his eyes lock with mine...

"...You die, I die..." I remind him.

He breathes through his nose and his head understands my words but his heart doesn't want anything to go wrong. He doesn't want to watch me die again and this time having no hope of coming back. If that brain is destroyed and we die afterwards we're dead for good.

But I'm not backing down.

"Let's go," I say.

He nods and we both turn back into game mode before stepping into the dark.

Loki takes the lead, walking in front of me with careful steps, his rifle held up and ready, dodging rubble on the ground as he makes his way behind the broken brick wall. I follow close behind in the same form as him, trying my best to be as quiet as possible but also not too slow.

I almost cringe every time my foot touches the ground, hoping nothing would hear me.

We head around the toppled down buildings and metal supports that have been blown up and fallen over, pieces of concrete everywhere and things scattered across the ground. I look up to my right when lightning flashes across the sky, lighting up the silhouette of WestminsterBridge and behind it the London Eye, its face cracked and broken. Everything has been made into dust...