Loki pinned the pastel pink haired haired girl on her back with his foot. Her violet eyes were transparent from the fire shining on them and within them they held their own fire. She snarled evilly showing a set of white teeth and reveling four particularly sharp canines. He laughed manically at her pathetic attempt at a show of bravery.
"I do remember someone saying that I had better hope that Thor and the other mortals reached me first before a certain mortal did." He laughed harder at her weak attempts to dislodge his foot from her chest. She glared at him before coughing as he applied more pressure to her fragile chest. This human was defiantly bolder, stronger, and more violent then the other ones on the Avenger team.
"You're stepping on my breasts so get the hell off!" She growled deeply. Her threat was very real despite the wiser part of her telling her to back down, that he was stronger and more powerful then her. Surprisingly he lifted his foot up and pointed a wicked looking dagger at her. Opening her hands, two daggers of her own formed in her hands. She closed them around the hilts, the cool, glass like surface making contact with her hands. Loki looked unimpressed. Crystals; she was fighting him with crystal daggers that would easily break. They lunged at each other at the same time and the fight begun.
Loki was forced to admit that she was stronger then he first had expected. Her speed, agility, and technique was what had been giving her the edge in battle. He had managed to strike her in the side but it wasn't deep enough to be a serious life threatening wound. Using his magic he made copies of himself and surrounded the child. What he hadn't expected was shards of razor sharp crystals to fly accurately at every single copy and himself. The woman was pissed off now and he knew it. Time to evoke some anger and use it to her down fall.
"Why are you fighting me Midgardian? What did I do to make you so angry?" He smirked knowing full well what he did. The woman lunged for him and he knocked her to the ground. She tripped him up as well and jumped into the air, landing lightly on her feet.
"YOU KILLED PHIL! YOU BASTARD!" She screamed angrily. Loki punched her in the stomach as she made the mistake of rushing him carelessly.
"Ah yes Son of Coul. He didn't put up much of a fight." He laughed and he paid for the comment when a shoulder recklessly slammed into his chest. Taking his moment of opportunity Loki brought up the dagger and struck. Because of the force of the impact he managed to only scratch the back of her neck but quickly plunged the dagger into her back as he dragged it down until she suddenly turned around yelling in pain and drove her daggers deep into his chest. Both stumbled backward from each other in pain and shock. Her daggers had barely missed his heart. One had been drove deeply near his heart while the other had been drug slanted across his chest.
"Accursed woman! These wounds will leave scars!" He hollered. Looking to where she had been standing just seconds before. She was lying face down on the cement and asphalt. Loki sneered in triumph as he grabbed the hilts of both her daggers and tore them out, intending to use them to finish her off, but was surprised when they shattered in his grasp. It didn't matter to him. He had his own dagger anyway. Loki approached her and knelt down, tearing the dagger free from her back. Quickly he flipped her over and prepared to kill her, to end her forever. Her skin was somewhat pale, yes, but even Loki could tell that the white tint to it wasn't a good omen. Her eyes were closed and her hair surrounded her head like a sea of pink. Deep, scarlet red blood stained her skin and clothes as it slowly pooled around her. Loki pushed the knife up to her neck but beyond that...he paused. He felt a twinge of guilt attack him. Something that hadn't occurred in quite some time. Sighing, he abruptly stood up and hopped back onto the Chitari's floating hover board. He left her to die, expecting that no one could survive the wounds he dealt her.