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Chapter 3
Rumble
Standing behind Agent Romanoff, Bucky looked out the front window as they flew. They had dropped Steve off and were waiting for the signal to fly in. Looked out at the people who were forced to kneel down before Loki, Bucky felt sick to her stomach. He wanted to rule them; to take away their freedom. He thought he was better than all of them because he was from legend.
"I hate men like him," Bucky muttered.
Natasha and the other pilot brought them in and activated the guns. Natasha turned on the speaker and said, "Loki, drop the weapon and stand down."
However, he didn't like the sound of that. In response, he shot what looked to be a blue ball of energy at them, making them swerve. The jerk caused Bucky's grip on Natasha's seat and to tip over into the wall of the jet. She groaned and pushed herself back up to the front and gripped the seat tighter as she watched Captain Rogers and Loki duking it out.
"The guy's all over the place," Natasha said. She was trying to figure out how to use the gun while not getting Steve, but there was no way of that happening.
Suddenly, music broke through the systems of the jet, playing out for everyone inside and outside to here. Bucky knew the song. It was by AC/DC, Shoot To Thrill. Listening to music was one of her favorite things to do, so she knew the band's songs well. She couldn't help but smile as it played.
"Agent Romanoff, did you miss me?" a voice over their head communicators said. Bucky didn't know who the man was, but Natasha seemed to. She sighed in an annoyed fashion, but Bucky could just make out the sign of a small smirk on her lips.
Though Bucky didn't know who the man on the comm. was, but she did when she saw him fly past them and blast Loki. Iron Man landed down on the brick grounds, his hand raised up at Loki, ready to shoot him again if he made a move Mr. Anthony Stark didn't like. "Make your move, Reindeer games," he told Loki. Loki's battle uniform disappeared and he raised his hands up in defeat, causing Tony to put the weaponry on his suit away. "Good move," he added.
Bucky raised an eyebrow as she looked down at them. "He's giving up just like that?" she muttered.
"I don't like this," Natasha agreed, hearing the girl mutter behind her.
"Neither do I," Bucky said. "But we'll worry about that later. Why don't you take us down and get him into our custody. Fury told me to contact the Bundeskanzler," the Federal Chancellor who was the head of the Bundesregierung, or Federal government, "about all of this." The Chancellor was the person who represented the parliament.
The pilot brought the jet down. As Bucky was put on hold, Natasha got up and said to the girl, "Sounds like you got the fun job."
"You know it," Bucky replied sarcastically, rolling her eyes.
After getting Loki situated into the jet all snug as a bug in a rug, they took off while Bucky was still on the line with the Chancellor. Everyone in the jet could tell how frustrated she was with him. For some reason, despite how well Bucky spoke German, he could not get it through his thick skull that they were taking the "terrorist" into their custody because he had committed a crime upon them first.
Bucky groaned as she hung up the line and let her head fall slightly. "I hate politicians," she muttered.
"I didn't know you spoke German," Steve said from beside her.
Steve was standing to her right while Tony was standing to her left. Loki was sitting in the back. "There are a lot of things you don't know about me, Sir."
"I'm sorry, who are you?" Tony asked.
"Private Rogers," she said, sticking her hand out to shake, but pulled it back when she heard Natasha speaking.
"I wouldn't bother," she told the girl.
"How old are you?" Tony asked.
"Eighteen, Sir." Bucky looked down at Natasha and asked, "Why does everybody keep asking me that?"
"SHIELD's recruiting kind of young, don't you think?" Tony asked anybody who was listening.
"The circumstances are different for me," she said.
"And why is that?" he pressed.
"He's pushy," she said to Natasha.
"Now you know what I meant when I told you about working for him," Natasha said, a slight smile on her face.
"Really, what makes you so special?" he asked.
"Nothing, Sir. I'm just," she paused before continuing, glancing over at Steve as she saw the look he was giving her, "uh; I'm a soldier, Sir. A Marine."
"Got through training rather quickly then," he stated. "Doesn't even look like you're out of high school yet."
"I'm not, Sir," she replied.
"And why's that?" he pressed.
"The circumstances-"
"Are different, yeah, we get it, but what are the circumstances? Hm?" he asked, getting irritated that he wasn't getting an answer he wanted.
"I'm not authorized to disclose that information, Sir," Bucky said.
"Of course you're not," he muttered. "And who told you that? Fury?"
"It was a mutual agreement between several of us, Sir. Fury being one of them," she said. The others were Phil, Natasha, Clint and herself.
"Okay, so why did you start to work for SHIELD?" Tony asked.
"What's with the interrogation, Mr. Stark?" Steve asked, trying to protect the young girl.
"You're not curious as to why SHIELD has a kid working for them? One that's not even out of high school yet? Doesn't that seem a little odd to you?" Tony asked.
"Yes, but she has her reasons," Steve said. "That doesn't give you the right to barge in and demand to know her back story."
"Do you know her back story?" he asked the soldier. When Steve didn't reply, he turned back to the girl muttering, "That's what I thought." It was still mainly directed at the Captain though. "Anywho, before I was rudely interrupted, why do you work for such a sneaky little bunch?"
"It's complicated. I needed the money," she started to say, but was interrupted.
"Come on! Give me a reason for it though, something other than 'it's complicated.'" Tony begged in a way only Anthony Stark could. When she didn't reply right away, he continued on, "Your parents not giving you enough allowance? Need to use the money for drugs? Videogames? Come on, what is it?"
"No, Sir," she said. "I'm not spending it on videogames, nor do I do drugs other than the medication that I am prescribed."
"So, that leaves your parents!" he deduced.
"Sir," she stated, shaking her head and rolling her eyes, "I don't have parents."
"Playing the orphan Annie act now are we?" he asked, not believing what she was saying.
"Stark," Steve warned.
"Oh come on, you can't be buying this! SHIELD wouldn't take in a kid to work for them just because she was an orphan and needed the money."
"Sir, I'm telling the truth," Bucky said. "I don't have parents. I never knew them."
"Oh really?" he asked.
"Yes really, now drop it," Natasha warned.
"Why should I believe that?" Tony asked.
"Because I don't make a habit of lying to people, Sir," Bucky said.
"It's true. Private Rogers may be a lot of things, but a liar is not one of them," Natasha said. "Now the discussion is over with. We have bigger things to worry about than the kid."
"He saying anything?" Fury asked over the link.
"Not a word," Natasha replied.
"Just get him here," Fury ordered. "We're low on time."
"I don't like it," Steve said. He was referring to Loki this time, not about Private Rogers.
"Neither do we," Bucky replied.
"What? Rock of Ages giving up so easily?" Tony asked.
"I don't remember it being ever that easy," Steve said. "This guy packs a wallop."
"Still, you are pretty spry, for an older fellow," Tony said. "What's you thing, Pilates?"
"What?" Steve asked, having no clue what he was talking about.
"It's like calisthenics," Tony began to explain. "You might have missed a couple things, you know, doing time as a Capsicle."
Steve could be seen looking at him rather annoyed, and Bucky didn't like the way she was treating the Captain. Sure, she didn't care that he was interrogating her before. She didn't like it, but she didn't really care. But Steve was a whole other story. Steve deserved Tony's respect. He had given his life for them when he fought in WWII. He hadn't done anything to make Tony disrespect him like that, though Bucky did remember that Natasha said he did that to everybody, no matter who it was.
"That was uncalled for," Bucky said, sticking up for the man.
Steve just ignored it and said, "Fury didn't tell me he was calling you in."
"Yeah, there's a lot of things Fury doesn't tell you," Tony said.
"Well, he's not wrong," Bucky muttered.
"See, even little Miss Mystery over here agrees with me, and she works for the guy!" Tony said.
Lightning suddenly beamed across the sky, lighting the night up slightly. Bucky watched as bolt after bolt flashed, and listened as the thunder rumbled in their ears. She didn't know it was supposed to thunder and lightning.
"Where's this coming from?" Natasha asked, also looking up at the sky from the window.
"What's the matter?" Bucky heard Steve asked Loki. She turned her attention to their prisoner in the back to see that he was sitting forward slightly with a worried look on his face. "Scared of a little lightning?"
"I'm not overly fond of what follows," Loki answered.
Bucky, confused, raised an eyebrow and looked at the two men on either side of her. The thunder, the part that didn't harm anyone, was what he was afraid of? That was humorous, if she thought about it. He was a god. Why would he be afraid of something as harmless as thunder.
Wait, Bucky thought. He's a god. That's thunder. His brother Thor, he's the god of thunder. Duh, now I get it!
"Uh-oh," Bucky muttered. Right after she said that, the jet shook and a loud noise came from the top of the craft. It sounded as if someone landed on top of it. "We have a visitor."
Tony quickly grabbed his helmet and put it one while Steve put on his mask. Tony pressed a button on the control panel, opening the back hatch of the jet, creating a large gust inside the craft. Bucky had to grip onto the back of Natasha's seat once more to keep herself upright. Her long, dirty blonde hair, which was now down, flew into her face.
"What are you doing?" Steve yelled at the Iron Man.
Tony walked towards the back of the craft as a figure landed in the opening with a thud. The man, or god, had long blonde hair and scruff on his face. He was wearing silver armor on his chest, and plating on his arms. A red cape flew behind him in the wind current from the open hatch. Most of his outfit revolved around the colors blue and red. In his right had was a rather large mallet.
As Tony approached him, Thor hit him with it, sending the Iron Man backwards into Steve, also knocking them into Bucky, causing her to fall over them as well. The wind was knocked out of her. Before she could even get air into her lungs, Tony pushed her off of him and to the side without a care.
Loki took his brother, breaking her seat belt and flew out of the ship. Tony got up as quickly as he could and walked to the exit as he muttered; "Now there's that guy."
"Another Asgardian?" Natasha asked, trying to look back at them from her seat.
"That guy's a friendly?" Steve asked, as he helped Bucky back up to her feet.
"Doesn't matter," Tony replied. "If that guy frees Loki or kills him, the Tesseract's lost."
Steve yelled, "Stark, we need a plan of attack!"
"I have a plan; attack," Tony called back before jumping out the back of the ship.
Steve didn't seem pleased when he heard that. He ran over to the side of the plain and grabbed a parachute. He started to strap it on as Natasha called back to him, "I'd sit this one out, Cap."
"I don't see how I can," he said. Bucky, knowing very well she wouldn't be able to talk any sense into him, helped him strap on the equipment.
"These guys come from legend. They're basically gods," Natasha said.
"There's only one god, Ma'am. And I'm pretty sure he doesn't dress like that," Steve replied.
Bucky handed him his shield and said, "Just be careful, okay? We'll be down to pick you guys up as soon as we locate where you are. There's a tracking devise in the parachute."
"Thanks," he said before running out the back of the jet.
Natasha looked back at the girl. Bucky closed the back of the jet and took her place behind Natasha once more. "You just let him go?" Tasha asked.
"You want to be the one to try and talk sense into them?" Bucky retorted. "A man wearing an iron suit of armor, a god and a super-soldier."
"Yeah, but you could take them," Natasha said.
"But then they'd know," Bucky said.
"They're most likely going to find out eventually," she said.
Bucky sighed and nodded her head. "I'd rather avoid it for as long as I can."
"That'll probably come back to bite you later," Tasha said.
"I know," she sighed. "I know, Tasha."
