Welcome to part two of Freya's daughter! If you haven't read Freya's daughter yet, here's the ID: 9159025
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Greetings & Liebe Grüße from Germany! - MarinasDiamond

Steve

Everything happened in less than a second. Steve Rogers had defeated his enemy, the man with the golden and green armour lay on the ground after being hit with his own strike of power. Steve was the kind of man who waited for the other to stand up to fight with him. Suddenly, Loki moved quickly. And before Steve could react, a tiny woman ran in front of him, but Steve only saw Loki's face. Incredulity. Shock. Shame. Pain. In the next moment, the woman fell down and Steve instantly catched her. He realized what just had happened as he saw the long, golden scepter piercing her chest, the one Loki had ment to kill Steve with.

For a moment, the world seemed to turn slower, everything was frozen in shock. Steve Rogers felt warm blood on his hands as he held the small woman, and suddenly, the panicked screams of people on the place got through him again. Carefully, Steve laid her down, forgetting Loki, forgetting his mission. „It's alright. It's all gonna be alright" he mumbled, trying to comfort her, to do anything. The girl was still alive, he felt her chest rising and falling heavily. But her eyes were closed, and she was getting paler and paler every second that passed. „Help." Steve muttered. He didn't know what to do, even though he was a soldier used to wounds like this. Right now he just felt so helpless. „HELP! WE NEED A DOCTOR" he yelled, hoping the girl who saved his life wouldn't die yet.

A minute later, the sound of a helicopter resounded on the place. „LOKI, lay down your arms and yield!" Natasha Romanoff's voice sounded loudly, but Loki still didn't react. He was staring at the girl in Steve's arms. Her red hair fell down in strands over her face, and Steve could tell she was beautiful. Who was she? Why did Loki look like he regretted what just happened? A young German turned out to be a doctor, but as he didn't spoke english, Steve had no idea what he was saying. As Steve wanted to put out the scepter, the man waved excitedly: „Nein! Nein! Nicht rausziehen, sie verblutet sonst! Die Frau muss ins Krankenhaus, sofort! Ich rufe einen Krankenwagen." At least „Nein" was something Steve understood, so he left the scepter in her chest. The man took his mobile and was apparently calling an ambulance. Again, there was nothing Steve could do, although he was the one supposed to help and save people.

Suddenly, Loki woke up from his lethargy: „I didn't mean to kill her." „It's too late! Do you want to help her? Than do something!" Steve Rogers snapped at him. He was covered with the girl's blood.

„The scepter... is too powerful." Loki muttered, still watching the woman's face. Her lips were turning white.

Natasha's voice meant hope. Hope the woman could be saved. Steve was desperate, memories of dying soldier friends rushed through his mind, and there was nothing he hated more than seeing the agony and death of men they lost in war. And this girl was clearly a victim in the war against Loki.

Suddenly, loud music sounded through the speakers, and Steve became angry. An innocent was dying down there, and someone had nothing better to do that to play this terrible music, like everything was just a kind of joke. „HEY! I NEED HELP! NOW, HURRY UP!" Steve yelled and waved at them. A flash of red and golden light landed next to him with a bang. „Who is that? What happened here?" the man's voice sounded damped through his helmet. He was wearing a red metal suit, and as he took of his helmet, a slightly familiar face appeared to Steve. „Serena? Serena Jones?" he asked unbelievingly as he came closer. „We need an ambulance, doctors, anything. NOW!" he yelled and kneeled down next to Steve. „Who did that? What is she doing here? Serena?"

-„He did. " Steve nodded towards Loki, who had already yielded and held his hands up. His face was a cold mask, showing only a mockery towards the desperate attempts to save the girl. Nothing showed that he cared about her, in opposite to the rush of emotions Steve had seen earlier on Loki's face.

-„I'm dealing with you later, reindeer games." The suited man growled. „By the way, I'm Tony Stark."

-„Captain Rogers." Steve answered briefly. He had pulled himself together and the soldier was back. Captain America would handle this situation. There was no time for a bad conscious because the woman got hurt by saving him. Stark examined Serena quickly, then took her hand.

-„There is a second helicopter following us. We have to take her with us." Tony commanded.

-„We don't have much time. There is certainly a hospital around here."

Stark looked up to Steve.

-„I'm not leaving Serena Jones alone in a German hospital with bad doctors." He said determined.

„SERENA!" someone shouted, and a young brown-haired man run to the small group around the injured woman. „Taylor. Stay back, you can't help here." Tony Stark recognized Serena's brother. „We're taking her with us."

After a while that felt like an eternity for Steve, both helicopters had landed. Loki was taken into the first one, and after a german ambulance arrived, Stark had instructed them to go with the second helicopter. The boy, Taylor, stayed by his sister as she was laid on a bare and transported towards the latter. Steve Rogers and Tony Stark paused for a second and watched the helicopter leave.

-„She'll be fine. Serena's a tough one." Tony stated. „We have to take care of Loki now."