The first in a series of one-shots on the growing relationship of Loki and Darcy.
Disclaimer- The only thing I own from Marvel is a Loki figure whose currently hanging out with my ponies Twilight Sparkle, Applejack and my Spock ornament. So, I own nothing.
Of Monsters and Men
Failure
In the end, the Avengers won. Loki had failed.
Defeated, his mind mocked, locked in that white room, so generously provided by SHIELD.
His only visitors were his brother and Fury; and on a bad day, Coulson.
Otherwise, Loki was left in his defeat, his failure, striped of his powers.
No longer Aesir or even Jotun- Loki had become no better than the lowly mortals who destroyed their own world every day.
Yet the rage was still there- the rage against Odin, against the slot of second best. Oh, the rage was there; and Loki would not fail ever again.
A/N: Just a little experiment in serial drabbles focusing on Loki/Darcy. 'Cause while Pepperony is my Avengers cannon OTP, Larcy is my OTP overall- regardless of its slight crackship status.
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