Okay so I kinda didn't want to put this story up but a friend of mine said I should, so I did.
Drop a review, I really don't give a shit if its a flame, but anything that could help my writing would be appreciated
Phoenix
The Avengers: Flames Of A Phoenix
One
Charlotte Aulin stood in front of the dingy building. It was dank, dark and plain disgusting. The streets of Cairo were hot and the bar would be a nice relief from the sun. Sighing she entered, swiftly pulling her cloak's hood over her straight blood and Ruby coloured hair, she walked over to a seemingly drunk man in his mid-thirties. Sitting next to him, she asked the bartender for a beer and a vodka shot. Turning to the man she fixed a smirk to her face and drew her short blade from her thigh holsters, she placed it in front of him alongside the beer.
"So, you can tell me what I want and have the beer or you can make friends with my blade." She whispered, smirking as anxiety made itself at home on the man's features
"I die before telling you anything," he spoke with a heavy Arabic accent, faltering, English clearly his second language
"I would have liked to have the information but if you're set on not telling me, never mind" She downed her shot and picked up her blade and stood up. Charlotte started to walk away when she paused, "Oh, and my name is Charlotte Aulin, but you may call me Phoenix," Phoenix walked out, giving a mysterious grin ,as she closed the door to the bar. The man took a mouthful of the abandoned beer, laughing to himself as she forgot to take it with her. The man started to cough, short of breath. He fell to the floor, starting to cough blood, he slowly fell unconscious dying shortly afterwards. The bartender turned around, noticing the now dead man he flipped his phone open and dialled a number, the receiver picked up immediately.
"Yes?" A female voice asked,
"Dead. Nice work could've left the shot though." He quipped, quietly
"Yeah, whatever. See you later, Hawkeye." She cut the line.
Smirking, he jumped over the counter and walked outside, ignoring the shouts of horror and swearing. The sun was at its peak and burning the leather of the expensive motorbike parked outside. A pair of emerald eyes pierced his soul, making him shiver despite the heat. They were gone almost instantly, making Hawkeye doubt his eyes but only for a moment, knowing she would be long gone by the time he thought about it. Charlotte was running, she had spent longer than anticipated at that dingy bar and she would be cutting the time close as she raced on to her flight leaving for New York. Smirking she boarded the flight and sat down and ignored the young couple in the row behind her giving her dirty looks, closing her eyes she began to let her exhaustion wash over her. She slowly fell asleep for the long flight. Awaking as they were descending for landing, Charlotte stretched like a cat, laughing as she got a strange look from the couple behind her. Hurrying through customs and other, in her opinion, pointless searches she walked over to a sleek black motorcycle that was her pride and joy. Flipping her phone open she dialled Tony Stark, letting a small gasp escape when he answered.
"Hey, Charlotte. I need you to meet me at Stark tower, now. It's urgent." Tony's rushed reply was unnerving her as she reluctantly agreed. She swung onto the motorcycle and sped off, breaking every speed limit possible. Arriving at the tower she was met by Tony and a group of people Charlotte hoped she would never see.
"Mr Stark? " Charlotte questioned, mistrust creeping up into her voice
"Phoenix, S.H.I.E.L.D needs you to help out with a very delicate matter. They believe you know him." Tony was questioning in his stance, "His name is Loki, The god of Lies and Mischief." Charlotte started to back away, muttering curses in any language she could remember. Loki was the last person she would ever want to see. She started to turn around when three S.H.I.E.L.D agents stopped her retreat. Muttering one last curse in Italian, she sighed and looked pleadingly at Tony, knowing what would most likely happen if she did not follow.
A few hours later Charlotte found herself in a dull room in a helicarrier, praying to god that she didn't have to answer any questions from curious agents or stupid ones.
"All you need to do is to convince Loki that he doesn't need to destroy the world." Director Fury turned around to see Charlotte staring out the window, completely ignoring him. "Miss Aulin, are you listening to me?"
"Of course, Miss Fury. It's Phoenix, not miss Aulin." Charlotte laughed humourlessly at the dull walls surrounding her, knowing that Fury wanted to kill her on the spot "Anyway, why do you want me to convince him? I mean wouldn't there be anyone else that could refrain from killing him longer than me?" Charlotte swirled around the room on the well-padded swivel chair, earning a glare from Fury.
"Whatever, let me see what I can do, but I'm warning you if he doesn't listen it is not my fault." Charlotte stood, giving the chair a mournful look before proceeding down to the glass cage that contained Loki. Stepping up to the glass she smirked when he gave a stunned look.
"Surprised, yeah skip the crap. I don't really care. "Charlotte seemed bored to anyone watching but her eyes reflected more than anyone could ever imagine. She was the only person Loki would admit to being equal in power,
What business do you have with this place?
Ignorant fool, you do not realise that I am the true king.
You did not answer my question and you are not. You do not realise your stupidity.
Do not speak to me of stupidity, when you are so blind. You should be helping me not siding with that fool Thor.
You are the reason that Fenrir is caged, not Thor. You took your tricks too far and in turn Fenrir took the blame. Charlotte looked away, pitying the once great man who was kind enough to take her in and give her a purpose, now reduced to a power hungry husk. Loki's emerald green eyes met Charlotte's with equal power, locked in a pitiful stare as Charlotte tried to convey any emotion that could have brought him back to his senses but was met by a resisting cold glare. Turning on her heel she stormed away intent on ripping Fury a new one when she collided with something, knocking her to the ground with some colourful Italian words and a glare on her part. Accepting the outstretched hand she pulled herself up meeting the person face-to-face.
"Ah, I am very sorry. You must be Miss Aulin, I'm Steve Rogers." The man apologised, smiling.
"Don't let it happen again. Do you know where I might be able to find Tony Stark?" Charlotte replied coldly, cutting him a little slack as he was honestly apologising.
"Ah, in the lab, would you like me to show you where it is?" Steve replied, blue eyes sparkling at Charlotte's blank face.
"Yeah, it will probably be quicker that way." Charlotte noticed that he was nervous, and rightly so. Her whole demeanour was that of a monster, and she was, to her judgement at least. Following quietly she asked herself why she was going to help S.H.E.I.L.D, she never cared before, so what made this situation different. You know who he really is. You know he isn't a killer. Charlotte pushed her thoughts away as she entered the lab.
"Stark. You… You-"Charlotte exploded, giving Tony no chance to explain himself
"Wait, before you call me unthinkable names that contradict my personality, I will explain. Loki is after the Tesseract. He wants to rule the world. He has agent Barton under some sort of… spell." Stark explained to the fuming Phoenix.
"WHAT? He has Barton. Shit, I helped him with a mission before I met you at Stark tower. The target was… Shit." Charlotte started pacing, hoping they were lying. She had killed a somewhat innocent man. She had killed for Loki, something she swore she would never do. Charlotte started pacing and swearing until she noticed the computer screens Stark had brought with him, gravitating toward them she heard Stark sigh in relief and Steve relaxed somewhat.
"I'm still pissed at both of you." Charlotte warned, Steve looking at Tony incredulously as she opened all of the Avengers' files including Loki's.
"JARVIS, please corrupt my file, and let me know if someone opens any of these files, I want to know who they are, the very second the open the file, got it?" Charlotte laughed quietly to herself.
"Of course, Miss Aulin, Is there anything else you require?" JARVIS asked politely
"Actually, yes. Pomegranate Cheesecake or I swear I will go insane." Charlotte basically begged the A.I.
"I shall try." He replied, with a hint of amusement. Working quickly she went through some hacking Tony was unable to complete prior to her arrival, Feeling a pair of eyes on her, she turned expecting Tony, however the pair of eyes belonged to a blonde man who was wielding a hammer that Charlotte recognised as Mӧljnir.
"What do you want?" Charlotte asked irritated that she was being watched.
"Are you the young maiden that requested this?" he held out a piece of Cheesecake, Charlotte nodded and scooped the cheesecake away from his grip, only to disgrace herself by inhaling the cake.
"My name is Thor. And yours is, young maiden?" Thor asked boldly
"Phoenix." She narrowed her eyes, knowing the reaction the name would have on the god. The name Phoenix sent shivers down all the Asgardians spines, her name signalled all the wrong they had tried to cover up, Loki's sons to a human child in Asgard.
"If you are about to try and tell me that I am worthless and I should never have set foot in Asgard please leave. My going to Asgard was not voluntary; I had no say in it, so leave it at that," Charlotte stated, venom dripping from every word. She turned and started to walk away from the impending fight that would most likely end in bloodshed from both parties. Charlotte swept past Stark who walked into the lab to find a perplexed demigod and a plate of crumbs.
Wandering around the hallways of the helicarrier, Charlotte thought about how through all of the people on this ship would perish if she were to accidentally lose control of her actions, to let the Phoenix emerge. She supposed that Banner probably thought about this many times throughout the day. Slowing down Charlotte found herself standing outside Loki's prison. Deciding she might as well try and persuade him once more. Walking in, she immediately met the interesting sight of Loki meditating. She remembered from her childhood in Asgard that Loki would meditate a lot of the time and that she too had once tried to master the art of it. Tried. Laughing quietly when he heard her enter, she sidestepped the question of her being here and merely sat down against the glass, singing quietly to herself.
"Why did you return?" Loki opened his eyes, filled with curiosity
"Because I felt like it," Charlotte answered with a hint of annoyance and just as much curiosity "and because I wanted to ask you a question."
"Well, what could you possibly want to ask me?" Loki sighed and closed his eyes again
"Would you really sacrifice that many lives to become king?" Loki's eyes snapped open, narrowing in her direction
"That is not of your concern, Child" Loki spat out through gritted teeth. Rising out of her position on the floor, Charlotte merely shrugged and walked off. Closing the door behind her she shuddered, scolding herself for her lack of thought in the conversation. Of course he wouldn't tell her, she was the enemy. Sighing, she walked back to the lab, passing a few staff that eyed her warily. Upon entering the somewhat spacious room, she was greeted by the whole team, staring her down, daring her to run away.
"Well, I guess I should apologise. I did act out of line, and I know I should be honest from the start." Charlotte looked up, blushing slightly from embarrassment.
"We accept your apology but you need to tell us of your connections with Loki. I am curious as to your relationship with my brother." Thor spoke up on behalf of the group.
"Ah, well. Loki is technically my adopted father. I was chosen to be Fenrir's Guardian, because of my…Abilities. That meant that I would be part of Fenrir's family, Fenrir's father is Loki, meaning I am Loki's adopted daughter." Charlotte explained, grinning at the faces everyone pulled.
"So, you're technically Asgardian then?" Banner piped up, interested. She heard Thor sigh with disgust but was more focused of banner's question
"No, I am still human. I am simply a normal person with the abilities of the five elements. Air, Water, Fire, Earth and Quintessence, absolute energy." Charlotte explained, grinning "although, I do possess one extra quality, I have wings of flame; Hence the name Phoenix; of course, I don't know whether they really are visible to the normal human but all of you should be able to see them. I also have the cursed sword, Talatsu" Upon saying this she felt the familiar burn of her wings as she flickered them uselessly, fully aware of the fact she would never fly. Her wings were broken, and she subconsciously realised that it was Loki's fault she could never fly, he broke her wings. She let her wings disappear, smirking up at everyone, she started to leave the room.
"Well, I'm going to the gym if anyone wants to come with." Charlotte informed, laughing quietly at her casual tone.
"If you don't mind I will accompany you." Steve said, smiling down at her. Charlotte noticed that he was tall, not that she wasn't short just next to her he towered. She blushed, not only was he tall but he was hot, even though Charlotte would never admit to it, the slightest tinges of a blush spread across her face.
"Sure, suit yourself." Charlotte tried to cover up her blush. Walking in silence for a few hallways, her curiosity finally got the better of her.
"Where are you from, Steve?" Her question sliced through the silence
"Brooklyn." Steve answered quickly, "and where did you come from, I mean, before Asgard?" his nervousness evident
"Um, I think I came from somewhere near London, to be honest I don't know." Charlotte answered, a hint of sadness creeping into her tone, "Are you afraid of me, I mean you have every right to be?"
"No, not afraid but more curious, I suppose. I don't think I've ever met anyone as… interesting as you." Steve mused on, lost in thought
"Did you just call me crazy?" Charlotte asked bluntly
"Ah, no. I would never-"Steve realised what he had implied, stuttering uselessly.
"It's okay; I know I can be Insane sometimes." Charlotte smirked. Looking down she asked herself yet again why she was helping S.H.I.E.L.D, she just couldn't get her head around it. She was helping her enemy obtain a cube that was potentially a weapon for their own personal gain. Suddenly changing direction, she pulled Steve along with her, winding through the endless hallways, until she reached a door, turning to Steve she pointed to the door.
"There is no way that S.H.E.I.L.D hasn't thought of making weapons with the Tesseract. If you would kindly open this door, we shall find out." With that explanation He began to pry open the metal door, Charlotte standing guard outside. The door shuddered and then gave way allowing entrance to the dark room behind. Cautiously stepping in Steve was pushed aside by a pair of broken wings attached to a warm body, emitting a soft, orange, fiery light. Charlotte flickered her wings, growling slightly when they brushed against boxes, spotting the box that would most likely contain weapons she motioned Steve over and pointed to the box. Getting the hint he opened the box with ease, his mouth falling open slightly as he viewed the weapons. Picking the top one up he hauled it over his shoulder and walked back the way he had come, motioning to Phoenix to follow. Upon entering the lab she noticed that everyone was still gathered and they were arguing.
"Sorry, computer was taking too long." Steve said as he dumped the weapon next to Loki's staff
"So, this is phase two, weapons." Charlotte mentioned absentmindedly, she was more focused on Banner. He seemed more agitated the more everyone spoke. Backing away Charlotte repositioned herself in the doorway, quietly analysing the situation unfolding. She knew Loki was doing this, but she figured it would make the hunt a little more interesting.
"We were only making them as a defence…"Fury, who had recently entered the room, started
"But now you have alerted all other planets, of Earth, that you are challenging them." Thor cut him off. Charlotte watched as Banner edged closer to Loki's staff, unaware he was even doing it. As everyone bickered about the tesseract and weapons, Banner subconsciously picked up the staff clutching it, until his knuckles had turned white.
"Banner, please put the staff down." When Charlotte quietly asked, an explosion rocked the side of the helicarrier. The floor caving in as Banner and Natasha fell with it. Tony and Steve, who had previously been arguing about their suits, ran out of the room to repair the damaged engine leaving Natasha and Banner alone.
"Banner, Listen to me you can control it." Natasha tried desperately to free her leg, trapped under wreckage of the floor. Hearing Banner growl she increased he r efforts. Rolling away just in time as banner completely lost it, hulking out and lunging for her. Taking a split second to think of her options she sprang forward sprinting through various boxes and machinery. Natasha realised she could never outrun him but the least she could do was try. Stopping for a moment she couldn't hear him, breathing a sigh of relief, she was shocked to find that he found her hiding spot, in a matter of seconds. As he was about to surely end her life, she saw a flash of black flame and then a hammer soared through the wall and smashed into Hulk's shoulder. The black flame revealed itself to be Phoenix, her wings were a dark grey but her eyes had melted into a deep purple capable of piercing through the very darkest of souls. She walked off toward Thor who she realised had thrown his hammer to stop the Hulk from killing her. Watching the Hulk charge toward then, Phoenix took a step back, before sprinting to ward him. Flipping neatly over him she called on her elements, particularly Quintessence
"Hey, if you want to try and kill someone kill me. Because I forgot to mention, I am pretty territorial when it comes to enemies hurting my friends." Charlotte called out, issuing a challenge to the Hulk. Smirking predatorily, she let the Phoenix take over. Feeling the heat wash over her she laughed and engaged the enemy, flipping and turning, anyone who was watching would have said she was dancing with the enemy. Noticing that Thor was gone she relaxed even more, to the point where she was singing softly to herself. The Hulk was no longer focusing on her, so she turned her attention to the fighter jet that was about to be ripped to shreds. She moved out of the way, looking to the wall next to her she tried to drown out the pilots screams. She jogged to the next area she was needed, trying to forget the screams, and trying to bring phoenix under control, ever so slightly. Dispatching a few enemies she made her way toward Loki's prison. Hearing Thor yell, she quickened her pace; rounding a corner she took in the situation. Thor was currently in the cell, Loki was free and an agent was severely wounded. Deciding to not get involved Charlotte began to back away, only to be noticed by Thor, and soon after Loki.
"Oh, don't let me interrupt the family reunion." Charlotte glared at Thor.
"But you are family. So join us." Loki smirked. Before anyone could move a blast of red energy erupted from the weapon the downed agent was holding, knocking Loki through the wall behind him.
"So, that's what it does." The agent rasped out. Charlotte couldn't help but smirk, it was just too funny. The lighter mood was ruined when the cage holding Thor suddenly plummeted toward the ground with tremendous speed. Looking toward the downed agent she silently apologised and ran out of the room, Feeling her wings behind her she increased her speed, running in the general direction of the medical facilities. Charlotte didn't know why she was running but she felt she was partly responsible if that man died. Shaking her thoughts away, she stopped dead, mentally slapping herself for her stupidity. She should have gone after Loki first, and then got medical help.
Well that was stupid. But any way, priorities first let's go see if Natasha is okay. Charlotte scolded herself, changing direction to head to where she last saw Natasha. Upon arrival she saw that Natasha had started to pull a now unconscious Hawkeye toward the hallway. Walking up to her she started to help her carry him to the medical facility, not asking questions as she seemed, to Charlotte, to be in a very emotionally fragile state. Reaching the med-bay Charlotte turned and left as fast as she could, not wanting to interrupt Natasha and her little breakdown. Slowing only when she got to the gymnasium, she jogged inside, heading toward the punching bags. Charlotte smiled, no matter what danger the world was in this was her grounding, the punching bag that never seemed to be used by anyone but herself. She reminded herself to thank Tony when she saw him next, knowing he was the one who ordered the extra five bags next to the one hanging. Not bothering to protect her hands she started hitting, numerous times imagining Loki's face. She didn't care who saw her, she didn't care who tried to tell her to leave, this was her time, and she sure as hell wasn't going to let her pent up emotions leave any other way than through her fists. Charlotte just kept hitting, so hard at one point her hands had finally given up and started to bleed, mixing with her tears that had snuck out and fallen. She zoned out completely focusing solely of the bag, not hearing the doors slide open and Captain America, all suited up, walk up behind her and wait for her to finish. She just kept punching to the point where her emotions just blended into one. Sinking to her knees, Charlotte let the tears fall.
"I hate him, you know. I hate him so much." Charlotte said, quietly
"Charlotte, we need to leave now. Loki's-"Steve started
"Heading toward Stark Tower, I know." Charlotte cut him off gently, turning toward him, smiling softly. Noticing the sting from her bleeding hands, she frowned, had she really been that emotional. Steve followed her gaze, walking over to her; he knelt down and helped her up, mumbling about how she needed to pay more attention to her injuries.
"T-thank you." The two words made Steve flinch at the sound in the silence, after a second he realised it was Charlotte, her head was lowered, but Steve could already imagine her face clearly.
"You're welcome." he finally returned the thanks. Starting to wrap the light bandage around her hands. Waiting for Steve to finish she wondered why she had shown Steve her weak side, if it was anyone else she would have beat them up by now, so why did she not care. Her emotional barrier was her only defence; the only way she could stop people from hurting her, to get past that barrier meant that they could see her weak side. Charlotte's eyes widened at the intruding thought. She trusted him. No, she liked him, a lot more than she should. Seeing her hands were bandaged and that Steve was moving away, her body moved on its own. Reaching out for his hand, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him, only lightly, a mere feather of a kiss but still a kiss. Blushing, she unwrapped her hands from his neck and stepped back.
"I'm sorry. It's just… that was my thanks because you taught me to trust…" Charlotte was cut off by Steve as he kissed her back, slightly firmer than her own, and asking for permission. Granting permission, Charlotte smiled into the kiss; maybe she didn't hate Loki as much now. Breaking apart for some much needed air, Charlotte blushed even harder than she had originally.
"Um, so … what does this mean?" Steve asked quietly
"It means that I Have someone that is about to become my human punching bag." Charlotte smirked up at him, walking off toward the waiting plane. Sitting quietly in the rear of the plane, she tried to pick up on any conversations the others were having, unable to stay in a particular conversation, she settled to singing quietly to herself. She found no comfort in the soft melody, but she felt the others in the ship relax and listen to its lilting tune. As the others relaxed, she tensed, feeling Phoenix threaten to break free. Closing her eyes she strengthened the song, singing louder than before. Charlotte didn't know how long she was singing but she jumped slightly when a firm hand appeared on her shoulder, signalling that they had arrived, she noticed that Thor had also be picked up along the way but Charlotte had no idea when. Nodding, she rose. There was no way that anyone was going to stop her from trying to destroy every last Chitari there was, before anyone could stop her she sprinted out, Calling the cursed sword, Talatsu. Swinging the sword, she danced around various enemies, her wings becoming stained with dirt, blood and other foreign materials whilst yelling various curses and enhancing her sword with the elements. After the rest of the team had gathered and formed their groups, Charlotte stopped and stared at the carnage that lay before her, turning she felt herself try to gag at the destruction. The flashbacks of the last time she lost control clearly in her mind. The last time had been in Asgard, she had been pushed to the edge by all of the spiteful remarks and the frightened stares. And she just let Phoenix take over, killing a few civilians but mostly just destroying buildings. Now she stared at the dead, imagining the looks of horror from the Asgardians. Then something snapped. Her whole life had been worthless, because of Loki. This was Loki's army, they had invaded the only home she felt comfortable in, the only place where she had learnt to trust again, and they were going to pay for Loki's crimes. Knowing her wings had turned black, Charlotte ran toward the Chitari coming toward her. Changing from her sword to her elements she flipped over the first few into the very heart of the enemy.
"Elemental Rage. Meltdown, Assholes." Flipping and dodging she continued to dance with the enemy, laughing as she killed enemy after enemy. Feeling blood trickle down her neck she realised one of them had a lucky shot, slicing just under her eye. Shrugging she let herself kill more and more, loving the feeling of not having to restrain Phoenix, however not realising her wings her slowly disintegrating. Spotting the only person she truly wanted to kill, she stalked toward him, standing in the open, waiting for him to notice her.
"You know, I find it hilarious that you want to be a fair king, yet you use violence to obtain your 'crown'" Charlotte stated, voice dripping venom.
"Perhaps, if you stopped laughing at everything you would realise I am the true king." Loki quipped, turning toward her
"You know, I'd love to see it from your perspective but I'm afraid I can't get my head that far up my ass." Charlotte retorted. Loki hissed and glared at her. Taking a step back she planned out her attack in a split second. Running towards Loki she flipped over him, giving him no chance to prepare for her attack. Punching him, she effectively positioned him against a wall, remembering every little moment where she felt worthless or helpless, she punched him for every time, letting her tears fall freely now she imagined the punching bag and felt herself lose control, only this time not feeling the burn of Phoenix in her mind. No, she was controlling this, she was going to make Loki pay for every tiny detail of her messed up life. Smiling to herself, she realised that she had succeeded in beating Loki to an unrecognisable pulp, letting him slide down the wall; she started to walk away, smirking to herself. Widening her eyes at the thought that suddenly struck her, she laughed.
"Well, now. Maybe I'm more fucked up than I thought." Charlotte commented dryly to herself, turning to Loki as he pulled himself up against the wall. Laughing she walked slowly toward him, smirking the whole way. Stopping a short distance away, she tugged at his collar distracting him.
"Maybe, if you desired, you could rule by my side." Loki whispered, his voice husky, making Charlotte giggle
"I'm sure that I could, however, as much as I wish to accept your offer, I must decline. Because, you see, I would rather see you castrated than be your bitch for the rest of eternity." Suddenly drop kicking him, she smirked when her swatted her away, falling to the ground clutching his groin.
"Well, if I am unable to see you Castrated, then I shall settle with the next best thing." Charlotte smirked, jogging off to find the other Avengers. Stopping, she saw the portal close as the Chitari started to fall. She abruptly felt that she no longer had her wings chaining her down; rather she felt the outline of them. She felt dizzy, she shouldn't have lost her wings, and how did they disappear? These questions kept running around her head until she had a headache.
"Phoenix, where are you?" Charlotte called out in her mind, hearing only a faint whisper as her reply she strained to hear it
You don't need me anymore. You finally resolved your problems. That was my only task, to protect you until you were strong enough to protect yourself. See you later, Charlotte. By the way, keep the name Phoenix, it suits you. Phoenix replied, giggling and then she was gone. Leaving Charlotte to wonder why the name suited her. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Steve and the others gathered around a red object, jogging over; closer examination revealed that it was Stark.
"Shit, Stark. You always know how to be the star of the show don't you." Charlotte muttered standing next to Steve, eyeing the Hulk suspiciously, and Stepping back in to a fighting stance out of pure instinct when he roared in Stark's face. Hearing Tony gasp and mutter something about kissing and food, she turned her gaze to Steve.
"You might want to go and capture Loki now; I can't imagine he is feeling too hot after I beat him up." Charlotte smirked at the memory, starting to walk toward Stark Tower. After a short walk to the top, after the Elevator decided not to work, they stood before Loki, Most of them sending waves of death glares toward him as he sat up on the stairs.
"If you don't mind, I think I'll be having that drink now." Loki stuttered out, wincing at his injury to his groin and glaring at Charlotte who gave him a shit eating grin. Watching the S.H.E.I.L.D agents take Loki away back to the cage. Walking over to the ship that was waiting for them, they began the journey back to S.H.E.I.L.D's helicarrier. Steve turned to Charlotte with a frown
"What did you do to him?" Steve asked, still frowning, and catching the attention of the others
"What do you mean?" Charlotte smiled innocently
"You know what I mean, so answer the question." Steve gave her a sceptical look
"Fine, I drop kicked him in the balls." Charlotte told him with a huff. Looking at the others she saw that all of them were clutching their sides, laughing and trying to breath.
"You… you kicked him… in the balls. That has got to be the stupidest thing I've ever known you to do." Stark commented between laughs, while Natasha smirked. Turning away she frowned
"Hey, I have a question. Why does the name Phoenix suit me?" Charlotte asked, her blank face making Tony laugh yet again
"It's because of your hair, your temper and your whole attitude towards life. It's in a nutshell, fiery. A Phoenix has wings of flame therefore it only makes sense for your nickname to be Phoenix." Steve nodded, agreeing with Tony's statement.
"Oh, really. Well, just so you know there are no more voices in my head anymore." Charlotte waved of the comment, putting it to the back of her mind.
"I wasn't aware that there were voices in your head" Natasha chipped in
"Voice. Singular, I'm not that insane." Charlotte told her
"Right." was her answer, as Natasha backed away slowly. By then they had reached the helicarrier and everyone hastily said goodbye to each other, intent on bathing and cleaning any injuries obtained. Walking to her room, Charlotte sighed. She really couldn't believe that Phoenix was gone; she had been there all her life. Stepping into the bathroom in her room, she started the water, letting it steam up before she entered. Feeling her muscles relax, she let the water run over her body, enjoying the silence. Her silence however, was short lived as she started to fidget. Shutting the water off, she changed into skinny jeans, a white tank top and military style boots. Tying her hair up in a messy bun, she proceeded to jog to the gym where she found her beloved punching bag, hanging up in the corner. Skipping over to it she ignored the looks she got from the other agents. Remembering to protect her hands this time, she wrapped them up and then started to train, going through various manoeuvres and at times pacing herself. Hearing the door open this time she stopped and turned, recognising the person to be Steve.
"Why do you always find me here?" Charlotte smiled.
"Because I remember where to look, instead of looking in pointless places." He leaned down, kissing her lightly. "And because last time Loki was involved, you were here. Let's go, Thor is taking Loki to Asgard to receive his punishment, and we are seeing him off." laughing, she started to walk towards the door, running into Natasha and Hawkeye on the way. Reaching the helicarrier's surface, they all walked toward the ship waiting for them, smirking Charlotte spotted Loki, walking over she sat as close to him as possible, smirking more when he cringed away.
"Aw, is Loki scared of a harmless child?" Charlotte mocked, while the others looked on in amusement. Charlotte quietly noticed that everyone was in casual clothing with the exception of Hawkeye and Natasha, but all were defensive in their positions.
"Hey, when you get back to Asgard, say hello to Fenrir. I may be on Earth but I still miss him." Charlotte told Thor and Loki, narrowing her eyes at Thor.
"Of course, however did you want to tell him yourself? I'm sure-"
"No. I don't want to see that place ever again." Charlotte cut him off sharply. Turning her attention to the front window she refused to acknowledge anyone for the rest of the ride. Stepping out of the ship, Charlotte walked over to where Tony and Bruce were talking to each other, while Thor stood at the head of the group with Loki and the Tesseract.
"I will take Loki back to Asgard, where he will be tried for his crimes. Phoenix, I will ensure that Loki and Fenrir will be in separate areas of the prison, he will not use trickery to harm Fenrir again." Thor explained, making his peace offering. Charlotte replied with a shake of her head. Handing the tesseract to Loki, they began preparing for their journey to Asgard. In a flash of light they departed, Charlotte let out a sigh.
"Do you really never want to see that place again?" Tony asked quietly.
"Not if I can help it. That place is a world of lies and betrayal." Charlotte said, looking up to the sky. The faint outline of her wings shimmering in the sunlight.
"Hey, what happened to your wings? There faded." Steve questioned, breaking Charlotte out of her reverie.
"Oh. Phoenix left; she said she didn't need to protect me anymore. I guess she thought that beating Loki up solved all my problems." Charlotte smiled, turning to Tony she hesitated. "Uh, Stark. Just so you know I kind of borrowed a motorcycle from you, and it's kind of wherever Hawkeye left it after I left Cairo." Smirking she stepped out of the way as Tony fell to his knees, knowing he would never see the motorcycle again. Charlotte smirked as she started to turn, intent on leaving before anything got out of hand. Flipping her phone open, she dialled a number, leaving the group and leaning against a bench.