Author's Note: I love this chapter! Finally some Loki/Natasha interaction! I hope it came out okay. Thanks for all your follows, favourites and review! I definitely appreciate it. Hopefully, my fight scene isn't sucky, because I'm not that good at writing action.

Again, which title should I use? I need some advice from my readers!

CreativeChica39, oh good. So someone does read my pointless rambling! Lol.

KiaraLaufeyson, Blackfrost is my OTP. I write nothing but blackfrost. Good to know that I'm not the only thirteen year-old on here!

Maria, I absolutely loved that part. It was probably my favourite part of the chapter! And cool. I think most high schools start school on the fourth, don't they?

Who Says It's A Rebellion, ask and you shall receive. My powers are only limited to writing, though! Pirates are cool and I am OBSESSED with Krakens ever since I saw Pirates of the Caribbean.

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For language. (This may change later.)


The skies were clear and the sea was calm. Nathanial was ready. He did his usual disguise routine and opened his door. Everything was set up from last night already, so they could just head off at noon. But first, breakfast.

Captain Romanoff walked to the kitchen where cooks were working hard to make breakfast for an entire crew of hungry pirates.

"Captain." One of the cooks nodded to Nathanial, who nodded in return.

"How's it going with the food?" He peered into a pot, where oatmeal was bubbling.

"It will be served soon, captain." Someone replied.

"Thank you." Nathanial said before leaving.

After wandering around for a while, Nathanial was finally called for breakfast. They had large plates of food laid out. Nathanial ate quickly, as they were set to leave soon. It was going to be quick, simple and easy. Then Nathanial could go relax on an island for a week or so and it would continue again.

"Assemble, crew!" Nathanial called out after everyone had finished eating and the dishes were cleared. The anchor was lifted, the sails were set and The Red Pearl was off. Nathanial stood, overlooking everything. After a short while, he decided to go back to his room for a short rest.

A crash shook the entire ship with a rumble. That was weird; everything seemed calm before Nathanial retreated into his room. Were they under attack? Nathanial rushed outside to see what was happening. Another ship was opposite them and fights were erupting. Not among his own crew, but invaders. Nathanial ran to the highest point, knocking out two invaders on the way and grabbed the telescope. On the side of the ship, it said S.S. Mischief. It seemed familiar to Nathanial, but he couldn't quite place his finger on it.

"Yah!" An attacked from behind yelled. On instinct, Nathanial took a small hidden blade and plunged it into the man's chest. He tried to refrain from fatally wounding, but he just couldn't help it sometimes. Nathanial wove through the chaos, knocking out the people who weren't from his crew.

"Protect the cargo!" Captain Romanoff called.

Half rushed to the lower parts of the ships and the remaining half continued fighting off the intruders. Nathanial joined the fray, slicing his sword left and right. The familiar sound of a door creaking directed her attention to her room. A flash of black, gold and green went into her room; Nathanial raced after the intruder.

"Step away from the desk." Nathanial growled menacingly to the figure crouched over her table, looking at the files.

"Ah, dear Captain. I was wondering when I would meet you." The man turned around. Green eyes met green. A smirk appeared on his face.

"Loki." The captain's eyes narrowed as he realized who the man was. Nathanial had never met Loki, only seen sketches and wanted posters of him.

"The famous Captain Nathanial Romanoff."

"What do you want?"

"What does it look like? I'm raiding your ship."

"Not anymore." Nathanial thrust his sword forward, but Loki evaded, pulling his own out. Clangs echoed inside the room, with both displaying tremendous fighting skill. Nathanial's shorter frame gave him a small advantage against Loki's tall form, but the bandit had tricks of his own.

With one swift slice, Nathanial's sword was knocked to the ground, but he didn't give up. He swung his legs under Loki's knocking him to the ground and his sword sliding to the far corner of the room. The boat lurched and Nathanial rolled to the side, landing on Loki.

"Captain Romanoff. I wonder what your crewmates would say if they found us in this compromising situation." Loki smirked.

"You pervert." Nathanial spat, but on the inside, as Natasha, his heart was beating wildly. Loki was attractive, with his pale skin standing out against his night-black hair, but he was the enemy, and you weren't supposed to fall for the enemy.

The ship shook again and this time, Nathanial was trapped underneath Loki's body.

"Wriggling is useless, captain." Loki smirked.

"Get. Off!" Nathanial struggled, but he wasn't budging.

"Are you sure you're not enjoying this?" His smirk was widening.

"You know nothing about me." Nathanial glared.

"But I do. I know all about your reputation. Before you were a part of the Avengers, your dark past."

Nathanial's eyes widened in horror. When he had first assumed the identity of Nathanial, he put himself for good use, working as an assassin for hire, with his special skills. But no one from now knew about that, not even Clint, who had extended the hand of friendship after hearing about his skill.

Become one of us. He had said. And Nathanial had accepted, leaving behind his bloody past and becoming an Avenger.

"So I'm right." Loki confirming, looking at Nathanial's horrified face.

"T-that's no longer a part of me." Nathanial said, but he knew it sounded weak. Loki had made a dent in his hardened shell, and he would keep picking at it until Nathanial was nothing but weakness.

"You pretend to be separate, to have your own code, something that makes up for the horrors. But they are a part of you, and they will never go away." Loki growled.

"You're a monster." Nathanial gasped.

Loki's face twisted into anger. "Why, you mewl- gah!"

While Loki was distracted, Nathanial slipped a small blade out of his sleeve and plunged it into Loki's side. His thick jacket absorbed most of the blow, but it still cut enough for Loki to roll off in pain.

"Thank you, for your cooperation." Nathanial nodded, picking his sword up.

"This has only just begun, captain." Loki grinned evilly before picking his sword up and jumping out the window, landing on the deck below.

"Retreat! We will conquer another day!" He bellowed.

Nathanial ran out, to see Loki's crew retreating.

"Captain!" His first mate called.

"How's the load?" Nathanial asked.

"The cargo is intact, but some are injured."

"Attend to the wounded and set a course back to the village." Captain Romanoff ordered.

"Yes, sir." He nodded and walked off. Nathanial went back to his room. He had a cut on his arm, his leg was bleeding, but worst of all, not only his ship was invaded, but so was his mind.


Author's Note: Eep! Some Loki and Natasha interaction! I would have loved to have been Nathanial/Natasha during the scene with her and Loki! Of course, the real action picks up in chapter six and plot twist time~ I am practically bursting with joy and I want to tell you how it goes already!

Yeah, it's 4:30 in the morning and I haven't slept since 1 PM.

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