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Puente Antiguo, New Mexico - a year ago
Loki
The tall, dark-haired man walked through the white tunnels, holding a long cane and wearing a black suit with a silky, grey scarf. He had a confident smile on his lips, he knew exactly how to lie to his brother. Loki would stay the true king of Asgard and Thor, a mortal now, would stay in Midgard.
He was invisible to the Midgardians who crossed his path, and once he had made sure his brother would never return to his realm, Loki would take his hammer. Of course, the stupid Midgardians didn't have a clue about its power. Even though they were all small compared to him, the men in the tunnels were all visibly muscular and held enormous guns in their hands. But Loki didn't fear these petty mortals.
Serena
Serena almost ran. She was nervous and gripping her sharp, silver knife. There were armed men everywhere, but she didn't fear them since they worked for the same agency, she worried more about what she had been assigned to do. The girl took a deep breath and reminded herself of her powers, which were a gift and a curse at the same time. It protected her and she knew nobody could harm her.
Her task was easy: Phil Coulson had informed her about the blonde, extremely well-trained man who was determined to get his hammer back, a mysterious hammer which was found a few days ago in a crater in the desert. It was a mystery, nobody could explain how it got there and why no one could move it. Typically for S.H.I.E.L.D, they had to build a whole camp around it. The blonde man had knocked out a dozen agents until they were able to catch him. "Help questioning him", Phil had called it, but the true meaning was clear and simple. Serena hated it when she had to use her power for this purpose. She sighed. It had been her decision.
Suddenly she stopped. The tall man in front of her was not an agent. His skin appeared almost white in the pale light of the tunnels and it was an extreme contrast to his black hair. The arrogant smile on his face send shivers over her spine. Serena focused for a second and reached out her mind. But instead of reaching a pool of sensations and emotions like usual, instead of seeing clear through them, her mind hit a wall. It was like ice, cold and smooth and flawless. Her mouth dropped. Impossible. She tried again, concentrated and send her energy against the wall. It didn't even scratch it, but the man noticed the woman standing in front of the next passage.
Loki
Loki felt the attack, sudden and hot. It was like fire trying to burn a way through his defences. How was that even possible? He had covered himself with magic, no Midgardian was able to see him nor attack him. Then again, a second attack, even stronger than the first. Loki's gaze fell on the girl staring at him. She had seen him. And she had attacked Loki, the god of magic and trickery. He smiled. How stupid she was.
Serena
"What are you doing here?", she asked, her voice slighty trembling. "I didn't know there were Asgardians here on Midgard. I wonder why they let women gard their prisoners. Now, be a good girl and let me pass, or you shall regret it." the man in the black suit replied, still showing a threating smile. His voice was calm and soft. For a second, Serena was irritated. Asgardian? Midgard? What was he talking about? She was well-trained, so her face didn't show any motion, although inside, the young woman was panicking. Since she had discovered her power, never anyone had managed to block them. Never. The man wasn't armed, but Serena had a feeling he was much more dangerous than he seemed. "I don't know what you're talking about, seems like Blondie is not the only crazy guy around here. So now, tell me, what do you want?"
Loki
Loki studied her intensely. She was a small woman, even for a Midgardian, but she was a real beauty. She seemed young, and the most eye-catching thing about her was her long, curly, fire-coloured hair. The girl held a silver blade in her hand and her face seemed calm and unfrightened, eventhough Loki remarked how strong she was gripping her knife. Now curiosity took over him. "You're too small to be Asgardian. Just a simple, weak, insifignant mortal, your little magic doesn't change that. Such a waste to kill you, though." He took a step closer to her.
Serena
Serena made a choice. As a psychologist and a S.H.I.E.L.D – Agent she had already seen the ice-cold gaze of someone who would anything to achieve his goal, determined, and without any regrets. The man in front of her – he wanted to get through this door, she was in the way and he would kill her. As he approached her, her instinct took over.
Loki
The third attack wasn't comparable to the first ones. Pain. The girl wanted to feel Loki unbearable pain, but he grinned. "You have talent, I admit, but you can't control it yet. And sadly for you, I am one of the few persons who can resist to your magic." Loki noticed with a satisfied smirk how the girl's eyes widened. Obviously, she wasn't used to defeat. With a few more steps, he was close enough to determine the sheer panic in her eyes. She raised the knife, he blocked it easily with his cane. The girl tried to hit him with the other hand, but Loki was quicker. She fought like someone who trained since years yet she had no chance against him. Loki was a god, an Asgardian and within seconds he had her own knife pointed against her throat and pressed against him with his cane. She struggled, but the god looked down at her mockingly. "Like I said, talent, but not much practice. Now you'll let me pass and you won't even dare to scream – none of your midgarian friends can see nor hear me."
The girl looked up to him, almost holding her breath while her heart was beating fast. "I didn't come here tonight to kill Midgardians, I have far more important things to do, so consider yourself lucky to get away unharmed." Then he brought his face even closer to her and whispered in her ear, knowing that it would frighten her even more. "My name is King Loki of Asgard. And I promise you, we'll see each other again."