Death's avatar walks the Earth. Will the Avengers discover who he is? Only Loki knows what he looks like, and Death's chosen does not care to be a hero.
I own only the plot. :)
Loki POV
The cell was built excellently, for mortals; it would hold the majority of above average prisoners without trouble. A pity that it was not made to contain a sorcerer, the fools actually think that this could keep him in. Thor has clearly forgotten that he was a master of magic first, not a warrior. They suspected of course, that he was in here by choice, but believed that they could handle anything that would happen. It almost makes him laugh. They were all ants in comparison to those of other realms, and he was but a child in front of the Mad Titan. They should be grateful that it was him that would rule . . . compared to him . . . he was almost an angel in his methods. The methods used on him were not particularly the kindest in gaining his allegiance, especially that time when he found out about Death's new favorite. It was irony that he just happened onto Death's avatar after being captured, and in a position unbefitting of one with such power.
*Flashback *
The mortals escorted him, to where he presumed he was to be held, with heavily armed guards. It was laughable, if he chose it, he could kill them all so easily. But he resisted, and paid close attention to observe if any were worthy of attention.
Oh, what a surprise! This was an unexpected find, two objectives were assigned to him, one was half accomplished and now the other just dropped into his lap. It almost makes him laugh that the mortals could not see it. The aura of power that clung to the janitor was intoxicating . . . and recognizable. The green-eyed man was diligently cleaning the floor, and it was just laughable. Here was Death's avatar right before his eyes, and SHIELD was ignorant as to the man's true identity. Death's avatar was reduced to a cleaning man in the biggest spy organization on Earth. They didn't even know the man's true power; the man would not be cleaning otherwise.
Their eyes met as he passed and in that moment he saw all the deaths of Earth occur simultaneously in those eyes.
*End Flashback*
"Whoosh." Fury walks in and stands next to some controls.
"In case it's unclear. You try to escape. You so much as scratch that glass (Presses Button and Hatch Opens), thirty thousand feet straight down in a steel trap. You get how that works?"
Hatch closes and Fury points at Loki
"Ant. (Points at button) Boot."
"It's an impressive cage. Not built, I think, for me." He smirks, inwardly laughing at the fact that already he is being underestimated, never mind that he already knew six different ways to escape the cage.
"Built for something a lot stronger than you." Fury replies warily.
"Oh, I've heard." He looks into the camera where he knew he was watched.
"The mindless beast, makes play at being a man. How desperate are you that you call upon such lost creatures to defend you?"
"How desperate am I? You threaten the world with war. You steal a force you can't hope to control. You talk about peace and you kill 'cause it's fun. You have made me very desperate. You might not be glad you did."
"Oh, it burns you to come close. To have the Tesseract, to have power, unlimited power. And for what? A warm light for all mankind to share, all the while overlooking one of the strongest existence on this planet used for menial tasks."
"Who did I overlook? I've got them all assembled (haha get it, avengers assemble)." Fury states confidently.
He laughs at the director of SHIELD, if the man honestly believed that those were the strongest Earth had to offer than he was extremely deluded. Honestly, finding Death's avatar was unexpected but he knew that the green-eyed man would not intervene. Even if Fury realized who he was speaking of, there was no chance of interference as he knew that Death does not interfere in the matters of the living. He only needed to be careful to not deliberately attack him.
"Well, you let me know if real power wants a magazine or something." Fury states in frustration and contempt as he stalks off.
"You should ask Thor what he remembers about Death's chosen. I doubt he recalls much from his lessons, but ask him. If you are able to sway him, you might even win." He throws a parting remark, it was highly unlikely that Death's chosen would step in. If he did then, the chances for victory will be nonexistent. But he cares not for victory because in the end, the Mad Titan will come, and Earth will die regardless.
I'm taking a break from my SPN fic. It's going to be on hiatus for a while because I've lost all motivation for it, but it isn't abandoned. I might continue this fic though, my imagination has been running wild with this one.
