Authors Note: Here's chapter 2! I have most of this story written, just need to get it typed up. This is my first ever Fanfiction that I uploaded for anyone to see, so any reviews would be awesome! Hope you all enjoy. :)
Disclaimer: I only own Phraia.
Fury had called her into his office, which was just above the heart of the Shield central. A.K.A. the really big room with the giant windows and all the computers.
"As you have heard, Loki has taken some of our top agents, and the Tesseract."
Phraia nodded, this was common knowledge on the ship.
"What I want you to do is to accompany captain Rogers and Romanoff to Germany and apprehend Loki. However, I want you to be kept a secret from him for the tim being, I want you to watch and learn what ever you can. Stark will be joining the three of you to grab him."
"Anything else?" She was bored already, no fun for her.
"No…yes, do not make yourself known to Loki unless you have to."
" You already said that." She rolled her eyes
"I know how well you listen, I should record it for your earpiece to play it on repeat." She childishly stuck her tongue out at him. Fury had treated her differently then all the other agents almost like the daughter he never had…almost.
"Natasha and Steve will be leaving in 10, don't make them wait."
"Yes sir."
And she spun on her heal to leave, "Oh and Raia, you will have to wear something formal." She sighed dramatically so Fury heard her.
Do I even have anything formal? She could always magically alter her clothing, but that would raise suspicion, the less Shield knew the better.
She held her finger to the small button on her earpiece, "Romanoff, do you have anything to wear…that is not slutty?"
"Go check my room, there should be something in my closet that will match your picky needs… And I'm not slutty.
"Keep telling yourself that darling," she joked.
"Hurry up; you have eight minutes to get your ass over here."
Going through Nats closet was…interesting…Slutty, slutty, slutty, oh my gawd, slutty, so she settled for the not so slutty lil black dress, and she magicked her boots into strappy heals. Phraia's big feet would never fit in Nats tiny shoes. She was out the door when Nat gave her the two minute warning.
Phraia was dropped off first, so she could get into the building where Loki was supposed to be and scope the place out before Captain America went in to capture the guy. She spotted him the moment she walked through the doors. She could see his magical signature, a dark green shimmer around him. Uh oh. She turned her head before he could get a glimpse of her face. Loki would be able to pick her out of a crowd in a blink of an eye because of her own shimmer around herself.
This was going to be more difficult then she expected. She felt his eyes on her back as she walked as far away as possible.
"Fury, we have a problem. I can't get anywhere near him, he has already seen me." She told him over the headset.
Loki was gliding down the marble stair case when Nat answered her.
"Just let Rogers know when he is needed."
"Uh well, Loki just smashed a guys face in with his scepter…and.."
She watched in horror as Loki pulled out a scary-looking device out of his inner jacket pocket, and shoved it into another person's eye. His eyes…the look in his eyes, he was enjoying this. The sound of hundreds of people screaming, running, trying to get away from the tall, dark man, filled the building.
"Rogers? Can anyone see this?"
"Hold up Rogers. We don't know what he wants yet." Fury wanted more information.
Some movement caught her eye on the other side of the building, a group of men dressed in black and heavily armed, were crowded by a opened door. Phraia snuck up behind them, letting her magic turn herself invisible to others, and took out the look-out by bashing his head against the wall, knocking him out. The others had pulled out an odd looking object. The only person in their group not wearing a mask, has oddly colored eyes, a little unfocused and hazy, possessed, was this Agent Barton?
"We got it." One of them said, and they all hurried away. Back on the other side of the building Raia watched as a car was flipped from a blast of energy.
"Kneel before me. I said. KNEEL! Is not this simpler? Is this not your natural state? It's the unspoken truth of humanity that you crave subjugation. The bright lure of freedom diminishes your lifes joy in a mad scramble for power. For identity. You were made to be ruled. In the end you will always kneel."
This Loki character has some major issues….
"Not to men like you."
"Rogers? Hurry."
"There are no men like me."
"There are always men like me. Look to your elder people. Let him be an example." And he lowered his scepter at the old man.
Finally, Captain America came crashing down in front of the old man, deflecting the blast that would have killed him and it shot back at Loki.
"You know the last time I was in Germany, and saw a man standing above everyone else, we ended up disagreeing."
"The soldier. The man out of time."
"I'm not the one who is out of time."
"Loki, drop the weapon and stand down." He ignored the command and aimed his scepter at the plane, fired, then proceeded to beat Rogers with his scepter.
Besides the magic abilities, Loki was one tough cookie, Rogers was taking a beating.
"Kneel." He growled at Rogers.
"Not today."
"If Stark plans on showing he better hurry up, unless you want me to help Steve out." Speak of the devil…is that ACDC I hear?
"Agent Romanoff, did you miss me?" The metal man came flying towards the ground, knocking Loki down.
"Make a move reindeer games." Stark said, dozens of weapons aimed at Loki.
"Raia, hurry up and get on the ship before the other three, Loki didn't see your face did he?"
"No."
"Good, I want to keep it that way, for as long as possible." Its not like that will do anything, he can already pick me out of a crowd of people because of my magic, she thought. She then paced ahead of the others and climbed into the co-pilots seat before Loki and the other arrived.
"Well that was interesting…I guess." Raia said as she buckled in.
"At least we got him." As soon as the other boarded, Raia didn't move or turn her head for the first fifteen minutes. Everyone was silent for those first fifteen.
"Saying anything?" Fury questioned.
"Not a word." Natasha replied.
"Just get him here, we're low on time."
"I don't like it." Steve Rogers said.
"What? Rock of Ages giving in so easily?"
"I don't remember it being that easy, this guy packs a wallop."
Raia could feel a gentle prodding at her heavily guarded mind, as Loki tried to get into her head. Nice try. She was almost tempted to retaliate, but thought better of it. The less he knows the better.
"Where did this come from?" Nat questioned after a huge bolt of lightening zigzagged through the sky.
"Scared of a little lightening?" Rogers caught Loki looking toward the heavens, searching for something.
"I'm not overly fond of what follows." He replied.
Thor? A muscly blond dude with a beard just landed on top of the plane, and walked right in. Hammer in hand, he released Loki's bonds and flew them back out of the place.
"Ummm, was that supposed to happen?"
"No," Nat said as Stark jumped out to follow the two gods, quickly trailed by Rogers.
"Now we wait."
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