(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...
Clint is fixing the settings on his quiver of arrows and fastening on the helmet, clicking on his hologram screen that appears over his eyes behind the covered eye holes.
Natasha is loading up with grenades after freshly chopping her hair again when it grew a little longer than she wanted. It's cut bluntly just above her shoulders with a natural wave to it unlike it's usual flat ironed or curled look, probably because she took a shower this morning and doesn't really care what it looks like anymore. She jams a magazine into her rifle before slinging it onto her back and sheathing a 22 at either hip. When her back is to me I can see the silver outline of a black widow mark that is on the back of her suit.
Bruce is thinking hard on what's ahead for him... it never occurred to me how painful his experience of transformation is. I can see the fear behind his eyes... not for his own pain but in case he can't control it... He worries each time that he won't ever be able to come back...
A quiet whispering gets my attention and my head turns to look at Thor standing a bit far from his Asgardian comrades, and is speaking quietly to Jane, something warm and comforting as he holds her head in his large hands. I never realized she is almost half his height... looking up at him like a child whose father is... well... nevermind.
I tear my eyes away from the sight and watch to see Tony walking into the room now, in his newest mark, colors of his usual red but silver instead of gold on the trim. It looks tougher and more efficient. Pepper had just handed him his helmet and doesn't react emotionally until his back is turned to her and her expression drops... as if she's watching him leave forever...
But that is not going to happen on God's watch.
We will return.
All of us.
Right after we save the world.
WANDA:
It's quiet as we stand facing the last remaining soldiers of the US Marine Corps from higher ground than they are. Each of them are standing ready in perfect formation with their firearms in hand and uniforms matching each other.
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The wind of the early morning blows back my hair as we wait for the sun to show itself. But instead it hides behind a thick horizon and leaves us with a rich azure colored sky.
I stand next to Captain America in full gear, my hair loose down my back and nothing extra except a pistol at my thigh, in case I get seriously power drained and have nothing else to use. Rogers on the other hand has his full suit on (all except helmet), and in addition to his shield on his back is a rifle slung there, and three grenades hung from the back of his right hip.
