(One long AU note for this fic and that's it so please read just this once, thanks)

Hello! Thank you so much for checking out this story, I own nothing except my OC's. This story takes place during Avengers 1, 2, 3 (Spoilers - more characters live, and there is no (relative to this fic) main character death), Thor: Ragnarok and beyond maybeeee. I only just watched Avengers 3 so have not exactly planned out how my story will align with that.

Just a quick note - this story takes place in kind of two parts, the first takes place during Avengers 1, and then a small time jump (with a chapter or two of scenes during this time jump) and the story will pick up towards the end of Age of Ultron.

I played around a lot with this and there was simply no other way around this very small time jump. Firstly, I felt like if I had waited until Avengers 2 to start the story, Sofiya would not have been as careless about standing up to Loki and opposing him on some issues. Also, I needed Loki to have been through Avengers 1 and Thor: the dark world for him to progress his … less negative views about humanity.

So as a warning for part one of this story Sofiya will be more impulsive and - I would not say immature but - in the process of developing her maturity as an adult in part 1. Her strong independence and character will be clear in part 2 though as Part 1 had a major role in shaping these attributes.

One final thing - I naturally write in the first person and try to fix it when I edit it but if I miss some spots just let me know! Also, I love reviews, guess about where the story will be going, and anything else (except hate, if you don't like then don't read)

Chapter warning(s) - violence, briefly graphic

Future warning - Very strong sexual content, this is a slow burn fic though so it will not be straight off the bat. I am actually excited to incorporate two specific scenes that I have not seen in any other fanfics or novels. I would say on a 1-10 kink level they are 2-4.

Sofiya stood in a room at the S.H.I.E.L.D headquarters looking across at her father. The overly pristine and ostentatious office of her fathers was filled to the brim with bodies. Her father being an important World Security Councilmen, he has always had a team of people around him. Then there were her bodyguards as well as her fathers taking their places at strategic points around the room.

"I am very disappointed in you." His voice boomed across the room demanding the attention of everyone present and he had not even raised his voice. Sofiya had to give her father credit he played the part of over controlling leader very well. It took a great effort to configure her facial muscles to take on the part of guilty and shameful when all she wanted to do was laugh and roll her eyes.

"Yes sir." It did not even bother her that she was being chastised in a room full of people. Anyone with half a brain would see that his reasoning was idiotic. Afterall she had only missed a date with a man (calling him a man was a stretch).

She knew her father meant well enough in his own head but she would not be subjected to having every step of her life planned out. Academically and career-wise she was fine with him "controlling" her every move because she had manipulated her way into getting exactly what she wanted. Though she would not allow him to control every step of her personal life. It was not the 16th century. Sofiya could damn well choose who she wanted to date on her own.

"I simply lost track of time, I didn't mean to miss meeting up with Charlie." Her words could not be farther from the truth but hopefully, it would help him to get along with his speech and she would be on her way home faster.

"Then how would you explain ditching your bodyguards? Did you simply lose track of them as well?" Maybe she would not be home as soon as she wanted to be after all.

Sofiya was about to answer when the alarm went off. Not simply an alarm but The Alarm. She found it brilliant S.H.I.E.L.D had multiple alarms, it was rather efficient. As the evacuation alarm blared everyone in the room took action.

"We will finish this conversation later." Her father said as he entered the code to open his filing cabinet just as someone came to his side with a bag. They started filling the bag with papers just as one of her bodyguards tugged on her elbow.

She turned around to see it was Jason who was asking for her attention. Jason had been with her for the last ten years. He was the one to pick her up from school when her parents were to busy to do so. The one to go with her instead of stopping her from sneaking out to go hang out with friends. Jason played the role of father better than her biological dad did.

"Miss Marshal?" he asked and held his hand out for her to go ahead out the door, she gave him a grin. Once they were far enough away he continued, "Perfectly timed alarm. Seems quite the coincidence."

"I swear I had nothing to do with this." She said and could not help but feeling flattered. Then fear started to stream through her thoughts. If S.H.E. was evacuating that was not an order to be taken lightly.

There had to be a grave threat to give that type of order. Her imagination went wild with scenarios involving monsters from other planets and even some monsters for her own. What if they had the Hulk on premises and something had happened. She knew he was in hiding but could you really trust any information S.H.I.E.L.D was the source of?

Jason spoke into the wrist piece and she wondered what information he had received from his earpiece. "Expected arrival ten minutes."

"Sooo?" She asked as they rounded a corner.

"There is a possibility of an explosion, evacuation is just a precaution." Sofiya knew Jason meant well but his words only made her feel worse. That was exactly the thing she suspected would be said to keep everyone calm in the face of a real emergency.

"Brillant." She replied unsuccessfully keeping her voice from quivering slightly.

A few minutes and flights of stairs later Sofiya was out of breath. The group had almost made it back to the underground parking garage when footsteps could be heard echoing from behind them. A wave of unease washed over her. They had passed several people on their way the to garage but there was something different about these new arrivals.

Glancing over her shoulder she knew that her feeling had been right and they were in trouble. The small glimpse she had peeked revealed several figures. It was clear who was leading the entourage, not just from the way he towered above the others but because of how he captured her attention.

He was walking with purpose and she had the feeling that anyone who tried to get in his way would be cast aside without a care. Just a glimpse at him was all her brain needed to sound sirens. From the armor he wore to the green cape flowing behind him, Sofiya knew he was not from Earth.

Though considering he still had human characteristics she guessed he was Asgardian, he could have been from somewhere else because her knowledge on extraterrestrial life was limited. She chanced another glimpse and their eyes caught for just a moment as he scanned over her group. His eyes were cold and calculating, and she got the impression he thought her group inferior. Her instincts told her she needed to run, but she was unable to command her limbs to do so.

She scanned his group as well and noticed Barton and Erik. Barton had his hand on his bow just as Erik had his hand on the handle of a briefcase. Something was wrong though, even from a distance she could see that the color of their eyes was off. She caught Barton's eye and turned her head from the interesting group.

"She could be useful to you." Barton's voice carried through the hall. Standing up straighter she looked to her side at Jason. She speed up as she saw the grim look shadowing his face. There was no doubt Barton was talking about her, the only female in the area.

"How so?" The questioned echoed down the hall and she gulped. Sofiya did not know for sure to whom the voice belonged, but she would bet on it belonging to the Asgardian. His voice gave an air of sovereignty more so than her fathers ever did.

"She is the daughter of a World Security Councilmen," Barton answered.

"Take her with us." The order purred down the corridor and not a second later she felt Jason's hand on her back pushing her forward. Glancing up she locked eyes with Jason just as he placed something in her hand. Before she even looked down she knew by the chill of the metal against her palm what the item was.

The two guards walking in front of her fell behind and she could hear the click of their guns as they took up a defensive position. Sofiya jumped and covered her ears as a small explosion sounded followed by the unmistakable sound of bodies hitting the floor. It felt as if her heart would break through her chest and she tried desperately to quell the panic that was building in her stomach.

Her breath caught as Jason suddenly stilled beside her and the hand not holding a gun came to cover her mouth as she starred in shock at the arrow tip protruding from Jason's forehead. Sofiya's heart stopped in the moment it took for him to fall to the ground. It was too much for her mind to process at the moment and she froze.

"No." She whispered feebly and used all her will to break through the panic coursing through her. Relying on the hours of self-defense training that had been pounded into her memory over the years Sofiya mechanically went through the motions of readying her gun, facing her target, taking position and firing.

The Asgardian did not even flinch as the bullet was deflected off his chest, she fired again with the same result. His walk did not falter, confidence still radiating from the impact of each step even as her second bullet was deflected off his shoulder.

"Stop your futile efforts human. I would kill you for even aiming your weapon at me, but I need you alive to be of use." He casually waved his hand and her gun was pulled from her gasp slamming into the wall to left. Her jaw dropped and she froze like a deer caught in headlights as he got closer.

He raised an eyebrow at her as he approached and without faltering leaned down sliding an arm around her lower back and throwing Sofiya over his shoulder as if she weighed as much as a baby.

Her mind had short-circuited, in fear or panic, she could not tell. She tried to fight her body to unfreeze but it was not working, she needed to relax. How the hell was she supposed to relax in this situation? Her defense training faltered as she took in her situation.

He captor obviously had some type of magical abilities, not to mention he was immune to bullets. And if the ease at which he had picked her up was any indicator, he was stronger than humans. Her mind worked in overdrive, but she could not come up with any plan using force to escape.

"Do not cause problems child." he sneered and what little headway Sofiya had made in breaking the ice that had frozen her was lost at the sound of his voice.

Her mind still working she opted not to reply and instead think of how best to get out of this situation. Just then a colossal rumble vibrated through the building. Her captor was on his way out, given the fact of his abilities, being with him was probably the safest place she could be if the building came down on top of them.

She watched the floor turn to cement and knew they had reached the parking garage. A moment later and she was thrown into the back of a truck, she yelped at the impact and raised her head in time to see the Asgardian getting in the truck bed as well.

Sofiya scurred into a corner and grabbed on just as the car jerked forward. One thing was clear, if she was going to get out of this situation it would be with her mind and not by force. Without looking at her, he waved his hand, and she felt something latch onto her ankle.

Looking down she did not see anything. She tried to seek out the chain she could feel on the skin of her ankle with her fingers, but her search was fruitless. She moved her foot and felt the weight of the chain, there went her plan of jumping out of the truck when no one was looking.

He paid her no attention as his eyes scanned everything around him. For the first time, Sofiya got a good look at the scepter he was holding. In any other situation, she would have rolled her eyes at the blatant display of power shown in the ornate gold design. From the little time she had spent in his presence, the scepter seemed like a good fit for his personality.

A glowing orb was trapped at the apex of the scepter. She narrowed her eyes and was able to see that the cloudy decorations she thought had been etched into the orb were actually moving.

Who was this guy? She took a moment to observe him again. Since Thor's visit to Earth, she (and probably millions of other people) had read about the myths and childhood stories revolving around the Asgardians. The pieces fell into place and the ice that had frozen her in panic shattered at her surprise in the realization of who sat not a meter in front of her.

"Loki." Sofiya breathed in disbelief just as the truck took a sharp turn and she held on as not to test if the invisible chain would keep her from being thrown out of the vehicle. Her hip struck something, and she suppressed a moan of pain, that was going to be a nasty bruise later.

She saw headlights just in time to brace herself for impact as another vehicle ran into theirs. Everything went to hell in the next instant. She held on for dear life as she saw Loki raise his scepter and the orb started to glow with a new intensity. He took aim, and the tunnel echoed as if a gun had just been fired. Sofiya fought the instinct to cover her ears as she did not want to risk being thrown out of the truck because she was not holding on.

Helplessly watching as some sort of energy blast soared from Loki's scepter and hit another car causing it to flip and then skidd through the tunnel knocking out several other cars as it went. She hoped everyone would survive, but the odds were grim. Her ears rung as she sucked in a breath of charred tasting air.

Sofia whipped her head around to see a car swerve around and face the truck. The sounds of wheels trying to get a grip on the asphalt was soon overshadowed by the roar of the truck's engine. As the car ran over something she was jostled and now in the line of sight with the agent driving the vehicle in front of the truck.

Loki was distracted as he dealt with those pursuing from the rear of the truck. Sofiya watched as the agent's eyes were glued to what would have been Erik's lap. The briefcase, she thought, something dangerous must be in it if that is what the agent was after. That must have been what Loki was after as well. Before she could change her mind, Sofiya lept into action.

If he had come all this way just to get what was in that briefcase, her best chance was to use the contents as leverage to manipulate Loki into cutting the chain so she could jump. She hoped he would not harm her out of fear of damaging the item he had traveled the universe for when she made her bargain.

Maneuvering her way through the open window in the back of the truck she prayed Loki did not notice her. The car suddenly jerked to the side, and she was thrust the rest of the way through the window. Her fall broken by the backseat, she worked at rightening herself into a sitting position.

She took a moment to compose herself before she stuck her head between the front seats and tried to neutralize her expression as she looked at Erik.

"He wants the briefcase." She said trying not to sound like she was at risk of freaking out. He nodded and handed it to her. That had been a lot easier than she had anticipated. For a moment she wondered what exactly Loki had done to them. An explosion reminded her she did not have time to ponder those possibilities at the present time.

She looked out the window and noticed they were almost clear of the tunnel. The car swerved, and she fell against the door, her head hitting the bulletproof glass hard. Closing her eyes as she waited for the dizziness to subside; she fingered the latches on the briefcase and managed to get it open.

She looked down to see a cube that was much like the orb in Loki's scepter. She hesitantly grabbed it and paused for a moment once she held it. At least it had not blown up or vaporized her hands she thought as she closed the now empty briefcase. Holding onto the cube as securely as she could she turned around in her seat coming face to face with Loki.

Sofiya gulped as Loki glanced from her eyes to the object she was holding and back again. Only then did it occur to her how stupid of an idea it had been to think she could manipulate the god of mischief. But she had to have tried something, she was not just going to sit back and let this Asgardian do to her as he liked.

Something about his gaze threatened to shake Sofiya to her core. Those green eyes sent a message that she had never seen in another's gaze before. His gaze upon her was like that of a predator, and she was between him and his prey. She had never felt so small in her entire life.

She was so caught in Loki's eyes that she neglected to notice he was raising his scepter at her. All plans of bargaining for her escape were lost in the wind as she watched the clouds in the orb flurry with activity. All she could do was hold her hands up in front of her before a stream of energy was shot her way.

The next thing she knew the blue cube intercepted the strike aimed at her. Sofiya was thrown back into the passenger seat just as the air around her singed. Every muscle in her body tensed as pain like no other spread through her veins before it vanished a split second later. She was left exhausted and out of breath, had she just died?

It felt like a bucket of ice had been dropped over her brain, and then her vision was blinded by a dark void.

"No" Loki's voice echoed, but there was something off about it. It was … it was in her mind or his mind, but that was … "Impossible" he finished for her.

So I have about 25K of the story written so far, it looks like the story will be over 100K. I can not make any promises about when I will update. One of the reasons I started to write again is because I am in one of the worst depressive spells I have faced in the last 15 years and writing helps me in so many ways. So you may get 2 updates in a week and then no updates for the next two weeks. Just thought I would be honest with you guys.