Seduction

by kaisergeass92

She was crazy and with how things had been faring, it was inevitable that he would come to this conclusion. Her being a notorious super villain from a world of Viking warriors, were only minor inconveniences to what would happen if he went and failed the plan.But he would do it. Steve just hopes that Thor never finds out he's decided to seduce his baby sister for the greater good.

1. Prelude

Hey guys, I got a new story that I loved to much to not publish on here. It's something I don't see much, but loved the minute it swam around my head.

I give all my near un-stupid and clear, editing credit to my wonderful Beta Krystal Lazuli.

Disclaimer: I do not own anything, except my fangirl heart, everything else that is great and wonderful belongs to Marvel and Disney.

Let's get to it.

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Thor's little sister was crazy.

He knew this, his team knew this, Manhattan knew this, America knew this, the world knew this, heck, the entire universe probably knew this.

He was not a normal person.

Never was from the minute he had been born with his weak and underdeveloped body. It had just gotten worse after his transformation. Heaven only knows that the term became nonexistent after the war, and that's not even including the years he's spent in the present time. No, he wasn't normal in any way, but he could at least say he was still the most morally sane person around.

Well, at least in the bunch he hangs around with.

Which is kind of sad seeing he was a soldier of war, a trained weapon created by the government to protect his country, and yet…. he was still the number one most voted person on his team that everyone would want to be by their side through whatever challenge lays ahead. The one whose job is literally to kill for a living, is considered to be the kindest and humblest person in his team.

…... or at least that's what Tony keeps whining about every time he showed the team those vanity magazines of his. While also proceeding to complain for hours on end about his inability to be the center of attention when Steve kept taking all the spotlight for being the goodie-goodie that he was.

Ignoring the selfishness behind the man's words, it, in a very small sense, did prove that he was somewhat decent in regards to many things.

So he at least had some say in knowing what was crazy and not. Coming back to his first and previous statement-

There was a loud rumble as the ground shook and vibrated around him. Steve bit his lip and quickly slammed himself behind an overturned car as the ground shook. The wind picked up and he shut his eyes, barely avoiding the large dust cloud that rushed past him from the fight a few meters from him. He felt the whirlwind around him start to settle and he let himself relax a bit. He let out a cough and pushed himself away from the car, waving the lingering dust far from him. He stayed low, even when he managed to look from the side of his cover perfectly. He couldn't see the mayhem going on, but he could still pick up all the insanity of battle as clear as day. There were several sounds of clashing metal, gunshots, thunder and so much more. He sighed and then struggled to get right back up. When he was on his feet he lifted his hand up to his ear.

Yeah, Loki was crazy. In the words of Clint and Tony, batshit crazy, and he agreed 100 percent. "So, this day took a turn for the worse." He chuckled ruefully. "By the colorful language I hear, I see that the plan went horribly wrong."

He heard a grunt through the earpiece followed by static and a whistle from his side. He looked up and saw Clint wave at him from atop of a perch, hidden behind a widow pillar in the building right next to him. His face was full of displeasure as he grunted into the mike again. "If I had a nickel, for every time that happened Cap, I'd probably be richer than the idiot heading your way."

Steve raised a brow. "Wha-?"

On cue, a loud smash was heard as 'something' crashed into the car beside Steve. Who scooted away in the nick of time and completely avoided getting squashed by the flying debris from the impact. He coughed pushing himself closer to his hiding place as a new dust cloud rose and flew past him. With squinted eyes he looked over and there, in another horribly destroyed vehicle, was the dented suit of gold and red armor of one badly beaten Iron man.

As the dust settled, the suit let out a loud groan and whine as it attempted to move. It failed.

Ignoring the loud clashes, and still making sure to stay hidden, Steve crouched and got closer to the man. "Hey-Hey! Tony! You still with us over there?!"

The suit gave another loud groan, trying to move. It fell back in its dent, groaned, shook his head and tried once again to move out of its confine. There was a horrible churn of metal, and scraping before finally it gave up and slouched back into its molded hole. There was a wiring noise and the faceplate opened, disappearing into the helmet, revealing a bruised brunet man with a very sardonic look. "Aaaand I'm stuck." The man blew an exasperated breath and touched his forehead with his hand, moving the few strands of hair away. "Well that does it. I'm throwing in the towel for today…. I'm out. The rest is up to you guys, remember me well."

Tony looked over at Steve, ignoring the exasperated look at his response, and flexed his hand in a mocking wave. "Why hello Ste-Ugggh, crap!" He gripped his head. "Why is my head killing me?! Am I bleeding, god I hope not. I really don't want stitches again. That doctor sucks at putting them on and I know for sure Coulson's gonna make sure I get him." Tony growled letting his hand fall away. He looked up at the sky and groaned. "Seriously, why?! Who the hell punches that hard and more importantly, who the hell went and invited Thor's crazy little sister, who caused all this, to the god damn fucking show in the first place!"

Clint grunted, aiming his bow in the direction Tony came from. He turned back to the group letting go of his arrow and started walking towards them. After a few seconds, an explosion followed as Clint got to Tony's side. He had an annoyed scowl on his face as he glared down at the goateed man. "Oh I don't know tin head, maybe she was just in the neighborhood and stopped by to say hi…. or maybe it's due to the damn taunt you made on live television calling said crazy sister out!" Clint all but yelled as he dodged behind the car when a large rock flew towards him and missed only by a few inches.

He straightened up again, dusted himself off, and looked back over at Iron man from a place where he wouldn't be so easily targeted by said maniacal goddess. He pointed at Stark, a stern look on his face. "I told you. I god damn told you to stop before you said anything more stupid and then you went and did the damn opposite." Clint groaned before shaking his head in disappointment. Much of which looked to be aimed at himself. "I knew it. I knew I should've let Thor beat the shit out of you the first time you opened your mouth, but I still went and protected your ass. I just knew you were going to fuck us over today and I was this close to getting access to the studios all you can eat breakfast bar before all this shit happened. Fuck you Stark!" Clint flipped him off and the brunet dramatically gasped.

Steve really wanted to hit them both, but stopped himself when there was a firm confirmation from the mics in a woman's voice. "Why you stopped Thor is something I still don't fully understand either Clint. Maybe the mayor of New York would have thanked you personally for that seeing as our idiot went and caused millions of dollars in damage to the east side of New Jersey just because he couldn't keep his mouth shut for an hour. Or at least you would've gotten to taste that supreme loaded hashbrowns they had at the end of the food line. It was very good."

"Aughhhhh and it was supreme! I'm going to kill you Stark!"

Just as Tony finally got a weary look staring at the angered archer, a woman landed beside Tony jumping down from a nearby ledge. Tony flinched and pouted when the woman gave him a smirk before proceeding to pull on his arm harshly. A second later he was creaking out of his entrapment and stumbling to keep himself straight up. Stabilized and on his feet, Tony grunted, a pout still on his face as he stared at the red head, hunching his shoulders and rubbing an arm. "That actually hurt Agent Romanoff, physically and emotionally."

Natasha frowned and raised a brow. "Be lucky I don't continue what she started Stark or at least let Clint take over. Just what were you thinking you idiot?"

Stark twitched and scowled. "Idiot?!"

Clint looked over to where the action was still taking place, took notice that he wasn't the point of attention anymore and when it was safe, walked over to the duo. Steve sighed and followed behind Clint from the car, his shield still up and ready. Clint glared at Tony again as he poked him in the chest. "Yeah, you tin-headed idiot, my starving stomach aside look what's left of freaking New Jersey man. Sure I'll admit, reminiscing and glorifying the trashing we give the usual villain or two is funny and all but, did you really think you could call that crazy lunatic, 'a crazy cuckoo head that was barely worth the trouble' on national television, and expect to not get a response like this. From Loki!?" Clint pointed towards the direction from where the heavy blast resounded and everyone turned back in time to see a large man speeding their way.

They moved in time and the man crashed into what remained of the two cars beside them instead. Seeing the man was okay, everyone turned back to Stark with a look, ignoring the large man groaning beside them. Stark had the decency to look embarrassed as he scratched the back of his head. "I…well…" He let out a laugh before frowning. "Well! H-how was I supposed to know this would happen?! I didn't even know our jolly green alien not-friend watched Good Morning Today!? Tell me anybody who did!?"

Clint scoffed. "She probably doesn't genius, but seeing as you demanded it be shown on the Jumbotron to liven up New York first thing in the morning, Yeah…. it's going to get around doofus."

There was another groan and Steve looked over at the blond struggling to get up from the destroyed cars. Steve frowned and extended his hand as he got closer. "Thor, are you okay?"

The blond groaned, cradling his head and taking his hand. "A-aye my friend. Loki isn't pulling her punches back in the least.…she is not pleased at all."

Natasha frowned and then looked around. "Hey, pause for a minute. Has anybody seen or heard from Bruce?"

"Oh my. Now I wouldn't worry too much about him right now. You lot have too much on your plate for that at the moment." A voice resounded above them.

Everyone's head swivel upwards and they all got into a defensive position seeing the figure above them. Steve frowned, gripping his shield tighter, looking at the hooded, green clad woman floating over them, barely 100 feet in the air.

Her face wasn't visible, but you could still see her grinning smirk under her oversized hood and helmet. Her heavy-looking clothes flew in the wind alongside her cape. Everything she wore was so large they draped over her in multiple baggy layers that might have been more comfortable and well suited on her had she been a male, but on her made her look so small and at times not threatening.

This was not one of those times.

Despite the underwhelming appearance of the female, it did nothing to take off the edge they always felt when having to face their teammate's sister. Thor's very powerful, evil baby sister.

Steve glared and lifted his shield up towards her in a pointing action. "Loki…...what did you do with Banner?"

Loki tilted her head from right to left, making her helmet rattle side to side. She hummed, her voice muted as always from the large hood always casting over her head, and raised a finger to her lips. "Hmm, well, I wouldn't say I did something per se. So you can at least have that piece of mind. Though I will admit I might have pushed him into taking a quick break. A small relocation on top of a non-consensual nap if you wanted to get real technical." She added the last bit with a taunting smirk.

Beside him, Natasha raised her hand devoid of her handheld weapon to her ear. "Hill…...do you have eyes on Banner?"

Thor grunted on his other side. He raised his hand, waiting for his hammer to come to him and looked at his wayward sibling. He never once looked away, even when his hammer hurled back into his hand and he pointed it at her. He growled "Sister, you had better not have harmed the son of Banner. He has done nothing to you."

Loki scoffed. "I think the hole on the man of Iron's floor from long ago begs to differ."

Steve could almost hear the annoyance in the way Loki mocked and glared back at Thor's stricken face. Well…...he assumed she did nobody, lest Thor, could really tell seeing as she had over seventy-five percent of her face completely covered by her unfit outfit. How Thor still had any bit of hope for her was still a mystery seeing the pure antagonism his sister seemed to hold for him.

Loki crossed her arms, ignoring the way Steve and the rest of his team kept his eyes on her and focused on Thor. "First thing first; I'm not your sister you Oaf. When will you ever get that through your thick hard head?" She sighed and shook her head. "I hope soon, because it is pitiful to see you cling to such a lie so pathetically." Thor growled angrily, though it did nothing to hide the pained look that flashed in his eyes at his sister's hard words.

Steve looked back up in time to see Loki look away from her brother and towards the ground. "…Maybe never knowing you." Loki whispered so low and listless that he was sure no one heard. If Steve hadn't strained his ears, he probably wouldn't have heard it all either. He chose to ignore that, especially when he saw that Thor had heard and his eyes had widened in response.

No, Steve shook his head, he did not want to think about all that at the moment.

Loki swiveled her head back, putting one hand on her hip and the other waving it around nonchalantly. "Well, whatever. I won't waste my time on such hopeless endeavors when there's more important matter at hand." She looked over at Natasha and smiled. "You, the spy."

Natasha tensed beside him, both hands going to her weapon, as did Clint. Natasha frowned and looked up at Loki. "Well that's surprising, you're acknowledging me. I would be flattered if only I didn't know any better." Natasha took a step towards Clint. "I'm assuming you're going to tell us about Banner if you actually bothered to waste your breath on me."

Loki gave another scoff. "Ooooh, you really are a cheeky mortal aren't you? I knew there was a reason I liked you." Loki rubbed her chin, smirking as Natasha frowned at her words. " But you do have a point, I do have something to say, not about the giant but something akin to it." She smiled. "Now here I just assumed all of you were idiots. Thank the Norn's the only woman on the team, the saintly captain, the giant and, at times, the hawk man have some form of intelligence to cancel out the stupidity others might have." Loki smiled sadistically. "Sorry to say that they leave nothing to be desired."

Natasha smiled coldly. "Very understandable, we have to tolerate them at times as well."

Tony choked on his saliva behind them, and Clint tried to muffle his laughter and keep a straight face. He failed horribly. Thor on the other hand looked confused by the whole thing. He was about to say something when Tony beat him to it. "Uh…you do know we're still standing right here."

Loki smiled at them, startling the brunette. "And both of you look pretty doing just that. Maybe, if you kept it that way, then maybe your green troll thing wouldn't be stuck in Guam at the moment." She said with dark contempt, clenching her fists. "If it wasn't bad enough the man of iron actually attempted to insinuate he was above me, the idiot oaf had to go and try to defend my 'honor' in front of national television. In front of so many 'humans' without a hint of shame."

Loki let out a deep breath and sighed as she looked up to the sky. While Thor had the decency to look somewhat guilty, but without regret, Tony mimicked the same sentiments only they were ten-times more arrogant than Steve would like. She shook her head and looked back down with a heavy sight. "Now do you see where I'm going with this? I think that enough motive for me to acquire some form of payback don't you think?"

Natasha sighed, her eyes closing. She lifted her hand to her ear. "Hill…"

The mics came back to life. "Already on it. Shield has spotted him and there on their way to his location. He's okay, he's reverted back and passed out, but okay. It seems he took a big fall, knocked the hulk right out of him."

Steve frowned, still keeping his eyes on Loki. Loki noticed and looked over at the Captain. She tilted her head and then smirked. "As I said before you really should stop worrying about him." Her smile widened. "You should worry more about yourself."

In a flash Loki was in front of Steve. The captain stumbled back, being so close in contact with the woman in a blink of an eye. Loki was so close he could see the color of her green eyes shine through her shaded face. The glow of magic glossing through her eyes as she smirked wickedly.

He tensed and swung his arm, but she was quicker.

Next thing Steve knew, his body was in blinding pain and there's dust all over him as he lays on the floor of some unknown building. In front of him, the rest of the wall he went through collapsed instantly. He groaned, pulling himself to a fetal position quickly to avoid the falling debris. When the rest of the structure started to hit the ground, he realized it was time to take his leave. Once sure that he was able to move correctly, he pushed himself a little harder and got himself to stumble up into a sitting position. Still dazed, he manages to cover his head as the roof of the un-stabilized building starts to deteriorate over him.

Not enough to endanger him, but he wouldn't push his luck in saying a large piece wouldn't fall on top of him. He started coughing as the noise started to come back as scrambled racket. He tries to ignore the horrible pain in his stomach, but the ringing in his ear is what gets him, making the horrible noise around him ten times worse. He also tries to shakes his head to dislodge it, especially as he finally manages to get up only to stumbles at its disorientation. The only thing his actions manages to do is make his world spin.

When he forced himself to calm down, he's finally able to hear the voice calling out to him through his earpiece and the world stops spinning. He groans, grips his stomach, and coughs again before he even thinks of raising a hand to his ear. He closes his eyes. "Nat…"

"Steve! Thank god you're okay we-" There's a loud explosion that knocked the rest of the dizzy spell out of Steve and forces him to stumble back several steps. He shakes his head, ignores the pain and pushes himself to walk out of the building despite his hesitation.

He pressed on his com again. "GUYS, CAN YOU HEAR ME!"

When he gets no response he curses, raises his shield and bullets through the dust cloud. After dodging blowing debris he manages to ram through his crash site and onto the newly forced battlefield. Steve arrives just in time to see Loki grab hold of Thor's waist from behind him in surprise and pull him back and over her head. With a burst of speed, Loki pushed them back towards the ground letting him go a second before the impact and Thor crashed into the ground headfirst. The ground shook as the man burrowed into the crater and for a minute Steve was genuinely worried about the blond man as his eyes rolled into the back of his head, slumping back onto the floor lifelessly. "THOR!"

Immediately he ran to him, and while the rest of the team would have liked to follow they didn't have that luxury seeing as Loki was already on the move towards the next avenger.

Steve grit his teeth seeing Loki appear in front of Tony, and quickly decided to detour from his route to the blond man to try and intervene the fight between Iron man and Loki. Especially seeing as, it wasn't going in the man's favor. Loki kept dodging every one of the man's hits and kicks, and shots effortlessly, serving only to anger Tony going from his exasperated growl. It kept going on for a good minute until Loki managed to grab both of his gauntlets and push them up so the blasters died firing into the sky under the woman's hold. They were crushed under her grip and Steve could hear Tony grunt in pain from his place. He didn't hesitate and quickly flung his shield in their direction, never slowing down as he made towards them.

Loki immediately leaned back and successfully dodged the shield.

Tony did not.

The projectile slammed into the man's helmet so hard it caused Tony to snap his head back harshly if only to avoid having it broken all together. All while still being locked in the woman's vice grip. Tony groaned in pain and Steve hissed, his face scrunching in guilt. "Sorry!"

Tony let out a hiss and turned to him. "OH GOD DAMMIT ST- "

Steve eyes widened. "Tony look-!"

Loki taking advantage of the distraction lifted up her legs and bent them up to her chest. Without hesitation she let them spring forward and connect with Stark's chest, loosening her grip, and kicking him away with extreme force. Tony was sent flying into the crumbling building that once housed Steve. The only thing that showed he was ever in the woman grips were the man's ripped gauntlets still in her hands. Steve took a second to look in the direction of Tony, heard his still vibrant groans through the mic despite the entire building proceeding to fall over him, and quickly turned back to their smiling enemy.

Loki's head quickly flinched up though and she let go of the crushed gauntlets. Immediately her hands slammed in a clap right in front of her face. The arrow that whizzed through the air silently stood still in her hands, it was beeping and Loki quickly snapped it half and doused the explosion in both hands away from her person. Loki gave a laugh. "Oh, not this time little bird man."

Loki raised her hand, smoke being let out, and the tiny shrapnel of the remaining arrow floated around her. Then they pointed in the direction it came from and shot themselves toward it. Steve heard a yell of surprise and a curse and he saw Clint dodge from his hiding place behind a bus. He was sent flying away from the exploding vehicle and crashed harshly into a pile of rubble.

"Clint!" Natasha looked over her car and was quickly discharging her guns in the direction of the floating green alien. Loki raised one finger without much effort and a green shield kept the flying projectiles away. She smirked and with another wave the green shield grew to her size. Steve's stomach flipped in terror.

He turned in the redhead's directions and yelled. "Natasha, move!"

Natasha's eyes widened as Loki waved her fingers and the shield was soon flying in the direction of the woman. Natasha couldn't move fast enough and was soon flying back into the direction of a pile of rubble. Steve didn't hesitate and made his way towards her. He jumped up on top of a car and headed in her direction, managing to catch her in midair just in the nick of time. Rolling away from the rubble and the incoming shield, they both crashed into the ground as everything around them exploded. The burst of wind caused Steve to let go of Natasha and she rolled away from him as they both laid on the ground.

Steve gritted his teeth and groaned, the impact and sounds jarring his bones and causing his ears to ring. His stomach felt like it was on fire, still he bit his lip and pain back and managed to push himself up to his knees. He breathed heavily and looked around. When he spotted the woman, he flinched. "Nat!"

The woman whimpered, but made no huge movement signaling the underlying pain and exhaustion the blast had caused her. Steve groaned attempting to stand and get closer to her. When he felt the presence near him though, his hand went to his shield instead as Loki touched down just a few feet in front of him.

He gritted his teeth, gripped his shield tightly and without hesitation flung it in the direction of the Asgardian. Loki smirked before effortlessly dodging the shield with a sidestep. As it bounced around, trying to make its way to back to him, Loki appeared barely two feet in front of him, his shield landing in her hands on its return. She looked at the shield and then looked down at him with a leer on her face.

Despite looking up at her, despite that fact that he had other stuff to worry about than this, the only thing he could focus on was on just one thing only. How in the hell was her face still obscured in their positioning? Was that even possible at this point?

That clouded his mind for a second, then the next second came and he pushed the stupid nonsense question away. Using his crouch as an advantage, his leg was already sweeping at her feet.

Loki only huffed and jumped up, dodging the move effortlessly as she landed on her heels in a show off fashion only a few more steps farther away. Steve tried to stifle his hard breathing as Loki shook her head nonchalantly, her shoulders shrugging. She brought up Steve's shield to eye level and began inspecting it with a bemused smirk. Then she proceeded to balance it on her finger right in the middle of the white star, and had it spin in her hand slightly above her. To Steve's dismay her smile grew as she alternated the spinning shield between both hands without much effort or problems.

Loki finally turned to him, her parlor tricks never ending. "You must be highly disoriented to be so out of it soldier boy. I expected better from you. It's certainly a far cry from that time in Germany when we went one on one…. though, you were on your knees that time too. Now when was that again? A few months ago maybe?"

Steve frowned hearing the bemused laced words. He forced himself up to his feet, ignoring the blood, sweat, and grime caked on his face, and how out of breath he truly was. He staggered a few steps, being upright, before finally lifting up his hands into a fighting stance as he faced Loki. "It was five years, and that-" He pointed at his shield. "-was just a fluke. Besides who around here said anything about me being through yet?" He fisted his hands. "Not me."

Loki smirked and shook her head. "Your team is down, your giant that's worth an army has been knocked oceans away and you stand here in front of me saying words that for some reason gives you the delusion that there is still some semblance of hope left on whether or not you could actually defeat me." Loki tilted her head and gave a sharp laugh. "Are you really resorting to mocking me captain? In your position?"

Steve smiled and clenched his fist. "I'm afraid not. I'm telling it to you straight Loki. If I can still get up; I can still fight. If I can at least do that, I ain't giving up just yet. Maybe you can't understand that, and you might mock me, but that's my motto. I got to many things on my plate to spare any of my time being dead. To many bullies to fight and far too many people to keep safe" Steve ignored at the way Loki had stopped spinning his shield and how her smirk all but disappeared. He smirked this time. "So…. let's cut all this chit-chat out and get to you answering the question. Is that all you got?"

Loki stared at the man, his shield still in her hand by her side. She let out a huff and let it fall to the ground. "You humans…. You are all so irritating hopeful despite being so weak and 'mortal-'"she said with no hidden disdain. "It actually serves to make me physically ill."

"Heh, well we'll call that a win for mankind then. Like you said, we don't have much just a whole lot of guts and spirits. We need something to fill in what we lack."

Steve was ready for anything at the moment. You had to be, when antagonizing such a short fuse enemy like Loki. Only, what he didn't expect from all the ideas that came to mind was having Loki start to laugh out loud and crisply despite her muffled appearance.

What he also didn't expect was to have her laugh right behind him.

He tensed spinning around his arm shooting out to make contact. Once again, her speed bested him and a dainty hand was lifting him a few feet off the the ground. He let his arms jab at her and frustratingly Loki dodged them all without much trouble. With her free hand she grabbed onto one of his fist, her own glowing a dark green, and gripped it tightly. Steve tensed at the startling feeling he felt on contact and tried to rip his hand away in vain. The green glow clung onto him and his left arm went numb, falling to his side lifelessly. Steve clenched his teeth but still attempted to punch the villain away with his remaining arm.

Loki sighed tiredly, as if she was dealing with a child and quickly grabbed hold of his other without much difficulty. She gave him a smug look and before he could try to escape her hold, his other limb went numb and fell to his side.

Never one to give up, he tried to struggle away, only this time the green glow covered his body and everything relaxed in a horribly unnatural way. He grunted and glared at Loki, trying his hardest to move anything he could. Nothing happened, and terror started to creep into his chest at the though of being a literal rag doll in her flimsy grip.

He let out a hiss as he looked straight at her, now that he could do nothing else. With how close he was to her, he could see the uncovered part of his captors face better than he ever could. Her nose and everything above it was still hidden, but he could still see everything beneath it. How her skin was a nice milky color and it looked very smooth and unblemished. He could see how her neck was thin despite the fact that she had been trained as a warrior for the majority of her life. Which was beginning to be mystery to him how, considering even Thor's friend Sif and Amora had thicker necks despite being warrior women just like her. Hell, he might even go and say Nat's was much more stern then what looked to be Loki's willow like trunk. He wants to believe that maybe she was just a sheltered brat and that would explain the lack of muscle on her. Only Thor was never one to hold back on telling tales of his beloved-hated sister, and some of those training montages the both of them had to go through in childhood to adolescence didn't sound so easy to anyone that had any form of common-sense.

It had to be the baggy clothes, definitely.

Her lips were a blinding red and he wondered if she used a lot of makeup on them to get it that shade of candy apple red. He was ashamed to admit that his eyes followed the way she licked her lips, how they formed into a taunting smile, and how he saw her dimples come to life when she showed what seemed to be genuine amusement.

Then he heard a small laugh and his eyes widened as he stared at the obscured part of her face. Steve only hoped the woman didn't notice the fact that he had been observing her with a far more intense look than he she did, she didn't say anything as Loki tilted her head and tightened her grip on his shirt. "You know I think she was right. There was a reason I spared you that time around. You are by far more interesting than I had expected. At least compared to your little band of misfits." Loki got closer to him and the surprisingly chuckled. "So…. I guess I'll just spare you this one more time."

Steve blinked. "Wha-?"

Loki raised a brow. "You know it might surprise you but I did have business to attend to here before I was so rudely interrupted. This wasn't planned soldier boy. Now thanks to you and your idiot five over there, I'm running late. I have something to nip out as quickly as I can, and here I am, stuck dealing with you all. Really it's all just very annoying."

Steve was speechless. Then he frowned, his eyes glaring in the woman's direction as he could only do that much. "It's not like we're asking, nor begging you to stay. Besides, you want us to believe you after you went and destroyed our city with no remorse? That this wasn't planned at all one bit. You gotta be kidding me! I sincerely doubt that Loki." Steve's glare intensified. "Even if you are telling the truth, for some god-forsaken reason, any business you have doesn't garnish any well- meaning sentiment behind it. If anything that's more troubling than you outright attacking us. Which you did mind you."

Loki sighted dramatically, rolling her eyes. "Oh no, soldier-boy doesn't trust in I. My whatever shall I do now!?" she let out a laugh as the man's look turned venomous. "Do stop with those sour looks and shut up Captain. You must know by now that I care very little for what you or your little friends believe in soldier-boy. It's not like it hurts my feeling and more importantly why would I bother to lie to your face when you're really not worth the effort in the first place."

She tapped his cheek, and if could have, he would have pulled away. He couldn't, so he had to suffer through her mocking touch, something she relished going by the sadistic grin on her face.

"Loki…"

She laughed. "I will say this though soldier, just know that if I had plan this out, mind you, we both know that you and your city would be in far more ruins then at the moment. This, all of this, was just a spur of the moment." Loki tilted her head and picked at her hand. "Whether you choose to accept it or not is up to you." She smiled raising a brow. "I hope you do know though, that contrary to everyone's believe, my world does not revolve around Thor and his ultimate demise. It also goes to say that the sentiment is far less likely for his band of idiot humans and their need to protect the world from everything."

Loki turned him to see the wrecked city and huffed. A subtle green glow flowed around them and then dissipated. Loki raised her hand and with a wave he saw the swirls of green magic appear all around the wrecked area. Every battered building, destroyed cars or damaged streets started glowing and buzzing with life as they floated up and into their previous places. With wide eyes, Steve watched as the crumbled ruins from before all started to connect, reform and repair itself back into the cityscape it once was. After a while of, despite the city still being very dirty and messy with black dust and signs of battle, a majority of the destroyed buildings and streets were back to being as new as they could be.

Steve would have said something, but he was still having trouble believing it. Loki scoffed beside him, a tad bit breathless. "I think that'll do for now. I just hope you don't expect me to clean it up as well. I think this is the part where I say we all have to do our share since it was a combined effort don't you think?"

Steve flinched out of surprise at her tone. He looked to her, uncertainty displayed fully in his eyes. "What…. what are you doing?"

Loki tilted her head upwards, a sigh escaping her lips. "Mm…. well, I could say I did it as an act of kindness, and everything that's good in the world, but we both know I'd be lying." She licked her lips again. "I did this for purely selfish reasons. If everything's a mess around here and on high alert, my plans will have to be put on hold. I'd miss my chance to finally see it all unfold in front of my eyes." Loki scoffed. "That would be highly upsetting you know." She touched his cheek lightly. "And we wouldn't that, for both our sakes. So unlike Thor, I'm not ashamed to admit when my anger gets the best of me, and I'm not above admitting that because of that, things might have gotten out of hand. So I took back all that I did. Easy as that."

Steve frowned and stared at Loki. "Are you trying to tell me that this is your way of fixing your mistake." He stated, unable to fully understand why the woman was doing this.

She t'sked. "I would rather say I'm trying to salvage what's left of my shambled plans because of my stupid sentiments. Nothing more, nothing less."

Steve glared. "Your….your plans must be highly important for you to go to such length."

Loki paused and then let out a breathy chuckle. "You could say that."

Loki pushed him away by extending her arm. He was dangling off of her hands like a wet rag and he didn't understand what he was more upset about. His weakness, her arrogance, or this odd scenario as whole that he had gotten entangled in. Steve gritted his teeth. He'd be mad at all of them. "Loki…. If you're going to do something that's ten times worse than now…. you better put everything back the way it was and continue fighting me because we…. I won't let you go and cause some unwarranted terror somewhere else."

"That would be a more effective threat if you didn't look like a discarded piece of fabric in my grasp Captain. Nevertheless it's not like you or your band of misfits could stop me in the first place. Thor is barely grasping onto consciousness, your giant is gone, the man of Iron's suit is barely functioning and he's struggling to get it off as we speak. Your hawk man is unconscious and the deadly spy is barely getting her bearings. Combining all that with them being just as disoriented as you were a few minutes prior, their practically useless. Too bad they all seem to lack your 'endurance'."

Steve frowned at her suggestive smirk and tone. He ignored it. "We'll find a way. Especially if you're so persistent about leaving. My gut is telling me that it'd be far worse to let you go now then to fight you to the death right this minute. Just what are you planning now Loki?"

Loki gave him a daunting look, biting her lips to hold back a smile as she got close to him. He could practically smell the faint scent of mint and lavender from her before he caught himself eye to eye with her hard stare. "Well wouldn't you like to know…...and wouldn't you like to figure that out."

Before Steve could utter another word, Loki was pushing him away again to arm's length. Loki let out another chuckle and Steve felt her grip lessen on his shirt. She sneered. "Heh…annoying isn't it. When you really want something only to have it always be just out of your grasp. Don't worry I know exactly how you feel and by the time you catch up, I'd have already dealt and be done with it."

"Lo-" Before he could finish he felt himself fall from her grip. The last thing he could see was a hammer fly through Loki and her dispersing from the impact. He could still see her grinning down at him, arrogance apparent on her hooded face despite her running away. Steve grunted and bit down on his lips. If he wasn't currently falling down to his probable death, he would have had the courtesy to curse her both outside and inside his head.

He just didn't have the luxury to focus on anything but trying to struggle past his numbed body to at least find a way to not die so ceremoniously. He failed horribly and felt the wind rush past him. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, bracing for impact. 'Damn you Loki...'

Well, he could at least say he was wrong about that. He could still curse Loki. It just left a bitter taste knowing it would be the last thing he would do. In a way Loki did win this time and he didn't know how to feel about that.

Then there was a whoosh and he felt the impact of hitting something hard. For a second he believed he hit the ground. Then he realized that he wasn't dead, there was a hum followed by a very arrogant voice he knew very well. He opened his eyes and met with a glowing blue light and a roar of jets all around him. Steve forced his head up and met with the frowning face of one Tony Stark. "T-Tony."

"Hey angel face. You know, I once said, 'gods let a beauty fall from the sky and into my arms'. I had of course meant it to be a woman and had not implied it to be Loki who did so."

Steve chuckled in relief. He let his head fall back on the man's shoulder as he normalized his breathing. "Ah…. w-well… Jesus, that was something else. At least I know that I'm not dead yet or that I went and fell to Hell for a second there. It really was a legitimate fear for a minute when I went and heard you."

"Did you just take a jab at me?! Hey, you better watch it Cap. I can still let you fall those last few feet and feel absolutely no remorse." he shook his head. " I mean seriously, how rude, and after all I did to try and save you. For shame Steven."

"Oh, give it a rest Tony. Steve are you okay?" a woman voiced resounded through his now working earpiece. Steve managed to nod, or twitch in a half-ass response.

He sighed and looked at Tony. "I can't really move any part of my body to properly answer her, I think Loki numbed everything except my face. Do you mind-"

Tony nodded and looked down at his suit. "Jarvis put it on speakerphone." There was beep and a confirmation before the Coms came to life. Tony smiled "Hey Natashlie, Capsicle is safe and sound so don't worry. Well, unless you can call numbed from the head down and currently occupying the damsel in distress part normal, then he is doing just peachy."

Steve looked at Tony with a look before looking towards his suit. "Nat, hey I'm fine really. Crudely said yes, but Tony's right. I'm numb from neck down, and if it hadn't been for him, I would've fallen to a grisly death courteously of Loki."

Stark beamed. "Thank you, that's all I wanted. Was that really so hard?" None of them bothered to say anything back.

Tony upped his repulsors until they spotted the group centering around Natasha where Steve had last left her. Both men started to touch down next to Thor, who stood cradling his head, his hammer back in his hand. Beside him, Natasha was helping Clint, who managed to straighten himself up with minor hiccups. As they set foot on ground, Natasha headed to them and looked them over. With a stern look on her face she nodded. "You okay there?"

Steve gave a grim smile. "I can't feel anything, I'm pretty winded, but overall, yeah I am."

Natasha frowned and grabbed his arm. She turned it and inspected, before letting it go and watched it fall languidly. "It looks like you got hit with a full load of muscle tranquilizers. You'll be incapacitated for hours at the very least. Otherwise except a few bruises and scratches your ferrying better than most of us." She folded her arms. "Still I'll feel better once a doctor takes a look at you back at the Helicarrier or the tower."

Tony scoffed as he adjusted Steve on his shoulder and he touched his chest. "Yeah, at least you don't have a few broken bones or better yet a few unbroken ribs that keep messing with my broken ones. It sucks. Really wish I had your weird super soldier body right about now."

Clint coughed, cradling his stomach. "Yeah, like you haven't said that before for the stupidest reasons." He winced as he stepped closer. "Though I be lying if I wasn't feeling the same way right now. I think I ripped some tendons in my legs and sprained an ankle."

Steve smiled at the grinning, wobbly man before he looked over at Thor and frowned. "Hey Thor, you okay there pal? I saw you take that hard hit to the head. You were out for a bit; should you even be standing right now?"

Thor groaned and walked over to them, a trail of blood falling to his neck from his forehead. "I am decent for now my friend. If it wasn't for the Lady Romanoff, I would still probably be out in the crater Loki left me in. I count myself lucky, though for the pain in my head and the constant bleeding, not so much. It won't stop despite my attempt to quell it."

Natasha walked over to the blond man and touched his neck. "You might need stitches for that big guy, at least until you heal yourself naturally that is. We're going to have to find a hard enough metal to go through your skin but, it seems the daunting task will be necessary. Your bleeding a bit to much for my liking. Are you feeling nauseas?"

Thor groaned as he cradled his head. "I am a tad disoriented."

Clint frowned as he stepped next to Natasha. "Then you might even have a concussion. I wouldn't doubt it. That was a mean blow to the head you got from Loki."

Thor's frown worsened cradling his head in his hands. "Aye she wasn't gentle in her attempts to take me out of the fight. I am only glad that she did only this much to you and myself my friends."

Steve frowned and looked around. "Yeah your right about that. Still can't deny it leaves a bittersweet taste to this ending with our favorite nemesis." they all nodded in a jerky response and Steve couldn't blame them for being somber over admitting that.

Tony groaned and rubbed his head as he let Natasha support the other side of Steve. He looked around and scowled. "Okay first thing first, that wasn't just my imagination right? Loki actually went and fixed all the shit she destroyed! That wasn't just the blood loss making me dizzy right? Right!? Guys tell me I'm not going fucking crazy here!"

Steve frowned. "Believe me Tony, I understand."

Thor groaned and looked at the group. "I am very confused by that as well. When I saw the green glow I stood up quickly, thinking Loki would lay waste to this city. It is surprising to see that it was the opposite. For a minute I-…." Thor frowned and then shook his head as he looked at the team. "Loki she would never do something like this without reason or worse, for another one of her more nefarious purpose."

Natasha looked at Steve. "You were up there with her for a long time; you got anything that could begin to explain this?"

Steve sighted. "Nothing that sounds good. Apparently Loki was going somewhere before she

came across our mess of an interview while walking downtown. She had a purpose in mind that apparently didn't include meeting and fighting us. Apparently, it also required there to be no destruction or obstruction to keep it happening."

Clint groaned as he rubbed his head. "That doesn't sound good. Loki is normally so egotistically bold and blunt that those motivations raise so many fucking red flags. Her being normally insane is already a big issue as it is. When she's planning something and is secretive just like that, it bodes to horrible news. Believe me, it'd be trouble to have us find out her plans until the very last minute." Clint looked up, scratched his head, and groaned. "God I really don't want a repeat of the alien invasion of Manhattan again."

Tony choked on his spit and shook his head. "Oh, hell no! Do you even know how much I had to pay to help rebuild this place!? DO you even know how much damage my tower took last time!? It wasn't pretty!"

Natasha frowned. "Neither was the fact that many innocents were put in danger and lost their lives."

Tony twitched. "Yeah, also that…... and once again, I think you know me well enough to know that I consider my tower worthy of having a life on its own and as its parent I have a right to be worried." he frowned, kicking the ground like a chastised toddler. "I just had it painted and fitted too."

Steve sighted, while Natasha rolled her eyes at the man. Natasha gripped Steve's arms tighter until he turned to look at her. "Regardless, good job on catching that Steve. It was fast thinking on your part to go and learn that in your current situation. Because if she actually went and resorted to cleaning up her mistake and letting us go with only these superficial injuries- "

Tony scoffed. "Speak for yourself."

"-coming from her of all people, something's gotta be up. Something that requires more attention than getting payback on Stark and Thor after the whole debacle they caused. That's too large of a deviation to not take notice or ignore so willy-nilly coming from such an arrogant and vengeful character like her."

Steve nodded. "I thought as much. Regardless, our top priority now-" He looked at his ragtag team and sighed wearily as he saw the exhaustion clear in their eyes. "-well, we have to clean ourselves up. We have to regroup with Banner and Fury and plan our next step carefully. If Loki is planning something, we need to be in peak condition to stop it and/or her before she manages to accomplishes whatever it is she has in mind. Especially in light of recent events." Steve looked at Natasha. "Has Shield found Bruce yet?"

The woman nodded. "They got to him just twenty minutes prior. Good thing Loki knocked him out or else the military base would have been in danger if the big guy had taken out his anger there. They're in route to the Helicarrier as we speak, at most an hour or two out. The Quinjet should be closing in on us to take us over there as well." Natasha frowned, opening her phone. "You are right about one thing though, we all need to get checked out. Superficial injuries coming from Loki as they are, we're all still pretty banged up and no offense but having a dislocated shoulder and hip pain is not the greatest feeling in the world at the moment. I just want some medication, a shower and a comfy ass chair. Maybe even 3 to 5 shots of Vodka while I'm at it."

Tony raised a hand, his eyes lidding. "I second that. I really think I might vomit blood any minute now."

Clint groaned and also raised his arm. "I third that. Ughhh…" He gripped his stomach. "Make that four for the big bruise on my stomach."

Thor could only nod in agreement as he wiped off the sweat and blood falling over his brow. "Aye, and food. We all require food and ale. A lot of it."

Everyone agreed again and Steve nodded. "Your all right in those regards. I for one just want to feel my toes again." He looked up as the wind picked up and smiled. "I guess it's a good thing that our rides here huh?"

They all looked up his words and most sighted in relief at the sight, Tony letting out a very sarcastic whoop alongside Clint's half-raised arms. As Steve felt the wind gales increase around him from the landing jet, he looked up in the direction from where he fell.

A foreboding sense filling him up as he remembered the last few words with the Asgardian woman. Even after he was helped into the jet and strapped in, the feeling didn't disappear.

Steve only hoped his worries were just that and not something else. With her, anything's possible, having them fail miserably as they did was a clear point to that and he didn't like it. That's why he hated fighting with Loki. Even after winning or coming out of a battle alive with her, there was no doubt there was something more to it. An underhanded trick, courtesy of the otherworldly trickster, that would spoil any victory later on.

Crazy or not, Loki was never an indication to something good. In the words of Clint and Tony, it always ended in a downright, shitty-bitch of a moment.

Steve couldn't help but agree.

What once was a decent dislike, has transformed into a subtle annoying loath towards their nemeses. When it got tough, it was in these moments, these very low moments, that he couldn't help but admit that he was really just starting to plainly hate Loki.

To hell with his morality, she utterly deserved it.

He tried to move his fingers and then his toes and it only served to prove his point. Yes, she totally does deserve those negative sentiments.

He just wished he didn't feel some semblance of guilty for that.