Author Note: I hate to say this but this was based off a dream I had.
~CWA
Title: Reformed
Summary: Loki didn't fall off the bridge, no, he battled Thor while still on Earth. As a result, he lost. S.H.I.E.L.D. has a field day- giving him the worst punishment. Loki is sentenced to blend in with the humans. He is forced to wear a specially designed bracelet, so poor Loki has no powers and he can't get the blasted thing off! So, Loki has a house, out in the country, and he's forced to play nice with the humans…but what happens when one human catches his eye…
Genre: Romance/Family
Rated: M
Disclaimer: I do not own nor claim the Avengers. Soro & other OCS are mine- you'll see them later…maybe…
Notes: Slight AU.
Prologue:
Loki (the rest of the story will be in past tense):
I sit in my cell. I despise every moment of this torture. I just sit here, nothing to do but think…I briefly plan an escape, but alas it will not work. Those blasted agents put something on my wrist. My brother had helped them build this. I am not sure what it is, but I know that it is made to block my powers. It is made to make me useless, powerless…human. I hate them all. One day, they will all burn in this world.
The door opens and I don't bother getting up. I just turn my head. My long hair, now curly, falls against my face slightly. I smirk.
"Oh, and what do I owe the pleasure of seeing you again, dear brother?"
Thor's face hardens. The other Avengers show up behind my brother. They are all glaring. Though, that man- that tin can- is smirking like a fool.
"Oh," he says, "someone needs a haircut."
"Stark," the solider warns. Stark shrugs, not caring I suppose.
"Loki," the agent growls out, his eye patch moving slightly, "you're being released."
I stand up in shock,
"Really now," I raise an eyebrow, "this is a surprise indeed."
He scoffs,
"Not my idea that's for sure. Thank your brother."
I look to Thor in surprise. He narrows his eyes,
"Brother, you have done well. As far as we are aware, you have yet to escape this past year. I have spoken to Father-"
"You mean your Father."
His eyes sadden as he continues,
"And it is agreed. As punishment, you are to live in Midgard, banned forever in the eyes of Asgard. Banned from the use of your trickery powers, you are to live as a mere mortal would."
I narrow my eyes,
"I am not sure which punishment is worse- to rot in this cage or to be nice to the mortals."
The soldier's eyes glare. I ignore him, focusing on my brother only. The beast steps forward,
"I hate to point out the obvious," he says, "but are you sure that is it safe for him to be around humans?"
The agent nodded,
"That bracelet of his got some major tech and magic. He won't be able to use his powers if he tried. Besides, if this is worse for him then I will gladly set it up."
I scowl at the agent.
Third Person:
Loki looks at the house to which S.H.I.E.L.D. place him. It is large in Earth's terms, but rather small to the Asgardian trickster. It is two stories tall, and out in the country. It is a half hour away from the small town. S.H.I.E.L.D. isn't stupid- they dare not to place him in New York City. They place him in a small town in the state of Virginia. It is small, but far enough that he will not be recognized with a small disguise and close enough where they can keep an eye on him. The question is- Just how will Loki fair?