Chapter Two

A man swiftly maneuvered the corridors of the aircraft, avoiding any unnecessary delays. "Director Fury!" He shouted down the hallway, lightly jogging to the entrance of a large conference room.

"What is it, Stark?" A dark man with an eye patch turned around in his chair, slightly annoyed with the disturbance.

"Sir," Stark began, "We've got footage of him. Recent footage."

The Director's eye widened slightly, and he quickly tapped on his communication device. "Rogers, Banner, Agent Romanoff, Thor- Conference room, now. We've got a sighting on Loki."


Genevieve slowly blinked open her eyes. Her head pounded ferociously. Gen looked at the ceiling. It must have all been a dream. She sighed and closed her eyes, when an arm started to wrap around her. Genevieve screamed and leapt out of the bed, only to be pulled back by a swift hand.

"Oh, love," a deep, lecherous voice mumbled, "You aren't think of leaving are you?" Genevieve gasped as a cold hand ran up the inside of her thigh. It wasn't a dream. It was all real, every minute of it. Genevieve put a hand to her mouth, holding back sobs. She was still naked. Her body ached where Loki had used her. "Where am I?" She squeaked.

Loki grabbed her waist, pulling her farther down the bed. He pushed himself up, and straddled her thighs. He dipped his ebony head, nipping her neck. Genevieve attempted to push him away. "Loki, st-" A deep, animalistic rumble sounded from Loki's chest as he grabbed Gen's hands, pinning them to the bed. "Loki," Genevieve gasped as he bit her ear, "Loki, tell me where I am!"

Loki growled, pushing Gen farther into the bed. "You're with me," he responded, deeming it a suitable answer. Gen strained against Loki's hands, making him grip her tighter. She gave a sharp intake of breath, "Loki-" A loud smack filled the room. "Do not keep asking questions, whore. You speak when spoken to."

Genevieve closed her eyes in an effort to dull the pain of the slap to her face. Loki moaned into her neck as he ground against her. He slid one hand down between her thighs. Gen gasped as he slowly pushed one finger into her wet folds. She shouldn't be enjoying it as much as she was. "Loki, please, you can't-" Loki pulled out of Gen, and quickly flipped her over onto his knee. He grabbed and pulled back her hair forcefully, causing a rasping gasp to pour from Genevieve's lips. "You do not tell me what I can and cannot do, mortal. You're nothing to me- a mere toy for my personal enjoyment. Now, count," he growled. "What are you-" but Gen was cut off when Loki's hand struck her on the ass. Hard.

Genevieve moaned loudly. "I said, count!" He bellowed. His hand hit her rear again.

"Two." Gen gasped meekly. "Three. Four. Five." Each smack left her ass sore, red, and stinging. She buried her face in the sheets, attempting to reduce the volume of the sounds tumbling from her lips, grasping them in her fists for something to hold on to.


Steve Rogers walked into the meeting room just as Director Fury was about to call for him.

"Where in the hell have you been, Captain?" He demanded.

"Sorry, Sir, I was going over some old case files." Steve took a seat at the conference table alongside Tony Stark, Bruce Banner, Thor Odinson, and Natasha Romanoff. The Director seemed to accept Steve's excuse, and continued.

"Agents, it's been brought to our attention that Loki made a public appearance yesterday at a High School in Boston, Massachusetts. He wasn't exactly discreet about it- in fact, it's all on camera."

"Has anyone else seen this footage yet?" Banner asked.

"Nope," Tony replied, "This is the first anyone's seen of it. Even I haven't looked at it yet. But we've got it all- audio and visual."

"If you're done," Director Fury looked pointedly at the men, "We can watch the footage now." Tony pressed a button on a small device, and an image seemed to materialize out of nowhere. The security camera footage started playing.

The room watched the footage, pausing every so often to observe certain aspects.

"Hold that," Director Fury ordered, "Zoom in there," he motioned.

"It seems as if Loki purposefully looked at the camera," Thor noted.

"Indeed. Continue, Stark." Tony let the footage roll again. The room went quiet as the screen began to show Loki stripping a young girl of her clothes, and proceeding to defile her in front of a public audience. A few of them shifted uncomfortably in their seats as loud moans and screams from the recording filled the room. "This goes on for a while," Tony quietly reported. Nobody contested when he skipped towards the end. The last bit produced Loki finishing with the girl, and holding her naked form up as an example. "I will be back. And I will rule your puny, pathetic Earth." Loki and his gunmen all disappeared- along with the girl. Tony clicked the recording off.

The room was quiet.

"We have to save the girl," Thor said, suddenly. He looked up at his colleagues. "Loki is my brother, and his reckless act of lust and domination does not surprise me. However, I do know that Loki gets bored easily. This girl, Genevieve, could be dead if we do not find her soon." Thor glanced across the room- no one answered.

"The God has spoken!" Tony teased, breaking the silence, "And unto his followers he hath laid his word." Tony searched for any sign that someone enjoyed his joke. Not finding anything, he cleared his throat. "But I agree with big guy here. That girl is in serious trouble. We need to save her."

"What we need to do," Fury cut in, "Is focus more on Loki than the girl. Loki has claimed that he will take over Earth. We take that as a sign of war, and we must stop him at any cost. The girl could be dead by now for all we know- and Loki is still out there becoming an increasing danger to the rest of the world. Genevieve Smith is one girl; what Loki wants to accomplish can ruin all of them." He looked at all of them in the eye. "You are preoccupying yourself with a girl when you need to focus on Loki. So find him, and stop him before he can hurt anyone else. Save the girl if she's there, too, but your main priority is Loki."

"But, where do we start looking?" Natasha questioned.

Fury started to walk towards the door. "Start around the general area of Boston. Check for any suspicious activity- or abandoned places. It's your call- just find him."