Needed to redo this chapter because I finally got the movie and re-observed this scene. Very minor changes
I do not own the Avengers…only Lyle
Chapter Four: Germany
"What the hell do you mean by 'no'?" I slammed my fist down on the table in the main control of the ship. After I had finally convinced Fury (along with a little fact checking involving some cell phones) that Loki was going to Germany to get some rock that would work with the Tesseract, he started making arrangements for Natasha and Steve to go to Germany….without me in the mix.
"You're not going to Germany and that's an order Lyle," Fury replied without looking up from the computer panel he was observing, obviously un-phased by my outburst. I crossed my arms over my chest and tried a different tactic,
"Give me a reason why not." Fury sighed and turned to me,
"If Loki was able to get inside your mind then who knows what he can do to you," he brought up another screen that showed the security detail from the base I was at when this all started, "He could spot us from a mile away or control you. And you don't fully know how to use your powers, so you would be a liability."
I ground my teeth together and tried to ignore the stares from Natasha, Steve, and Bruce; of course I didn't know how to use my powers. I had barely just begun my training process and it also didn't help that Agent Coulson had been feeding me costume ideas…behind Fury's back I might add. The possibility that I could help in some way lingered in my mind and to me, the fact that I knew what was going on increased my usefulness.
"But Director Fury-"
"You're not going Lyle." He deadpanned. I flashed myself into the training room and took out the nearest dummy. I was so sick of being treated like some fragile thing that might blow up at any time.
Your actions do not improve that outlook.
"Would you leave me alone!?" I screamed at the voice.
The more you continue to act like a child the more they will treat you like one. Grow up.
"I do NOT act like a child," I mumbled as I kicked the burnt remains of the dummy.
Yes and the smoldering dummy is proof of that.
I snorted and slid down the nearest wall into a sitting position. I disliked being left behind when I was the strongest link; even if my powers were still in the beginning stage I had the upper hand in any fight that might start. Hell, I had managed to knock Loki off his high horse for even a minute. I knew I had to get to Germany but how was the problem.
As I sat there pondering my predicament, I failed to notice a glowing, blue, flat circle that spanned three feet in diameter appear under my feet and gently levitated me off the ground.
Perhaps your problems are solved.
I looked down and noticed that I was now five feet off the ground. My concentration apparently broke because the disk fizzled underneath me and sent me hurtling down until I re-conjured it….about six inches from the floor. I carefully stood up on the disk and it elongated into a kind of surf board; now while I may not have surfed, I had seen a few videos but this was on air, not water. I willed the board to go forward two feet and it sputtered along slowly until it reached its destination.
I smiled slightly before I shot down my hands and, in turn, shot myself up to the top of the room. I got about five feet from the ceiling when I stopped and looked down at the thirty feet or so of air between me and the floor. I started practicing circling the room and stopping short without falling off the board which proved successful.
Now what?
I smiled, "We're going to Germany."
(THIRD PERSON POV)
Everyone was buzzing around the tarmac trying to make sure that everything was prepared for Loki's arrival…if they caught him. Natasha and Steve were in a small plane awaiting clearance. As soon as it was granted they started the journey to Germany. Everyone began checking in with main control.
"Lyle, please report to the training room," Fury announced over the loud speaker while still remaining at the control board screens. He brought up a security camera that was trained on the training room but no flash or burning dummies met his sight; instead an empty room infuriated him.
"Agent Hill, please go retrieve Lyle from her room." Hill nodded and quickly walked to Lyle's room. She knocked on the door but received no answer. She then bypassed the security locks on the door and, like Fury, was met with an empty room.
"She's not here, sir" she communicated back to main control. Fury started bringing up all cameras in every place of the ship when he finally caught her. She was dressed in a black sweatshirt and blue jeans with some sort of glowing board tucked under her arm. Lyle was on the tarmac and darting behind cargo boxes to avoid some of his men.
"Lyle, get back inside now!" Fury announced over the tarmac speakers. Lyle ignored him and threw the board down. Fury was surprised to see that it levitated a foot off the ground. Lyle stepped on the board and drifted slowly to the edge of the helicarrier, hesitating to completely go over.
"LYLE! DO NOT MAKE ME COME DOWN THERE!" Lyle looked up directly into the camera that was trained on her before pulling up her sweatshirt hood and diving over the edge. Fury stood there, shocked to see a small white bullet zoom in the direction Natasha and Steve had headed.
"Should we send someone after her, sir?" Hill asked. Fury shook his head,
"She'll fight. I'm not risking men, knowing how touchy she can be," Fury sighed and radioed the plane, "Lyle is following behind you, do not shoot at her, repeat do NOT shoot." He stepped back from the controls and sighed. This was going to be a long night.
(LYLE'S POV)
I had actually managed to get off that helicarrier and into the night air. It felt so good; the wind whipped past me while I darted through clouds. I laughed at myself and at the sky. I was free! I stood up slowly from my crouched position while the board still gripped my feet and allowed me to throw my arms in the air with abandon.
I checked my watch to make sure I was heading in the right direction and looked up to see that I was quickly approaching the plane that Natasha and Steve were on. I slowed slightly in order to get underneath the plane and a tad bit out of range of the gunner.
Have you thought about your plan of action for when you actually get there?
"Not as of yet."
Well you might want to think of one soon.
I furrowed my brows at that response before a wave of screams washed over me. I stopped in mid-air and covered my ears, desperately trying to silence the noise. My board disappeared under me and I was sent plummeting a hundred feet before I regained control and got the board back under me.
"What the hell was that?"
Trouble.
I picked up speed and zoomed under and past the plane. Fury's anger was pushed to the back of my mind as I got closer to the city lights. Just before I hit the outskirts of the city, staying above the skyline, a vision reached me. It was Loki. He was covered in armor standing before large group of people who he managed to herd with a few copies of himself. He was commanding them to kneel. I struggled to speed up.
When the square came into sight I landed on a roof top over-looking the square. I tried to form a plan of action, going over small scenarios where I could possibly hit all the copies with one blow but was severely doubting my aim. I glanced up and saw the plane getting closer but I wasn't going to be left on the sidelines. I pulled my hood down and the scarf I had worn up over my nose and dove off the edge of the building. I headed straight for the duplicate in my way and, just before I reached him, drew my staff; even if I couldn't spear him I could still knock him senseless.
The duplicate turned around and smirked at me as I hit him full force; he dissolved into a gold dust as I passed through him. I pulled my board up, back into the sky and dove again at the next nearest duplicate; the same thing happened to the first one. I pulled back up and hovered slightly above the crowd and caught Loki's eye. The ass was chuckling slightly,
"I was expecting someone whom could actually engage me in battleh," he smirked.
He's trying to goad you, don't fall for it.
Loki frowned and shot a blue bolt at me from his scepter. I managed to dodge it before diving and going directly for him. I raised my staff and he raised his scepter; when I hit him I ended up with my feet on the ground, his scepter pinned to the ground by my staff. He bared his teeth before yanking his scepter up and caused me to lose balance and stumble back, nearly losing my staff. I quickly got my bearings and slapped away another bolt with my staff.
"Spirited creature," Loki smiled slightly, "I almost regret having to fight you." I lunged at him, locking weapons again.
"Spirit I have, but this battle is not yours to win," I spat. I managed to shove him backwards and shot a beam from my hands at him. He stumbled and fell only to rise up with a malicious grin on his face.
"We shall see, little one." Before he could retaliate a blue and red shield came out of nowhere and knocked him off his feet. I turned around and saw Steve decked out in red, white, and blue.
"You were supposed to stay at the base, soldier." I rolled my eyes at him and dodged the blue bolt that shot past me. Steve and I began alternating attacks on Loki before I got knocked down and the blade of Loki's scepter was pointed at my throat. Loki looked down at me with amusement in his eyes. I saw Steve get up from where he fell and grab his shield.
"I will not hesitate to slice her throat open," Loki directed at Steve, his gaze still holding mine. I felt my necklace heat up under my sweatshirt and had no doubt that Loki could see it.
"You have felt it, haven't you?" Loki asked, "The power surging through you," he then gestured at the surroundings, "you could rule these primitive beings, you could stand by my side, rule with me," he removed the spear and offered his hand to me, "I could give you things these mortals cannot. Join me." I stared at him before summoning my staff and locking weapons again. His eyes displayed hurt, "Very well. Pity, I found your spirit rather…enticing." I blushed as I knocked him backwards. Before either of us could do anything, Loki was shot backwards into the steps by an energy burst. I looked up into the sky and spotted Iron Man; giggling at the fact that his outfit was more ostentatious than Steve's. Iron Man, or Tony Stark, landed with his guns armed.
"Hands up Reindeer Games." Loki's armor disintegrated and he put up his hands. Steve got him up and started walking him to the plane that was attempting to land in the square. I brought my board back and was about the get up on it before Tony stopped.
"Sorry, fly girl. Flight time's over tonight." I groaned and waved the board away before pulling down my scarf and hood.
"Rather fly alone than be trapped with all of ya'll," I snorted.
"So would I kid, so would I." I followed after Steve with Tony behind me, who finally took off his helmet. Steve got Loki locked into a seat while Natasha partially glared at me,
"How did you get here?" she asked. I pulled up my board and sat on it while it hovered in the air.
"Flew," I replied. Natasha's glare softened,
"Getting a tad bit of control?"
"She should have obeyed orders," Steve said. I stuck my tongue out at him,
"Reason I didn't go into the Navy was because I can't follow orders, Captain. And I would push too many buttons." Steve shook his head before Tony butted in and started asking me all these questions regarding my powers. Even while Tony chatted I still kept my mind focused on Loki. He was now locked in a seat and staring down at the floor. From a safe distance, and I mean close to the emergency exit, he was rather handsome; in a domineering way. Odd how that was appealing. But the fact that he had threatened my life was still ringing around in my mind.
Loki must have apparently sensed my thoughts for he looked up at me and smirked slightly. I wanted to smack that look off his face so friggin bad. A slight vision snuck into my head of him and me engaging in a battle but without the others. The dream suddenly came flooding back and I posed the question before my brain could register the absurdity of my words,
"What did you mean?" Loki chuckled slightly but did not answer. For some reason, this infuriated me more than an answer might have. I looked up and saw Tony and Steve looking at me,
"Did you happen to get hit harder than you were?" Tony asked. I rolled my eyes and stuck my hands in my hoodie pocket before leaning against the wall. I ignored everyone's stares and began to evaluate the possible punishments that Fury would have in store for me when we got back. Natasha finally radioed in with Nick to report our status when I heard Fury say,
"Is Lyle okay?" I ground my teeth and said,
"As okay as I can be while I'm stuck in this metal death trap."
"We'll talk when you get back to base Lyle." The communication ended and my rant began.
"Sure, we'll talk. It's not like I'm not a grown-up who owns her own business. It's not like I haven't been on my own for about eight years…in my own house….paying my own bills. Of course it's not like I'm f'ing twenty six years old and I NEED TO BE TREATED LIKE A CHILD!" my eye twitched as I stared at the opposite wall; I could already feel the stone getting warmer and my doppleganger started trying to cool me down.
I realize this may not be the proper time, but as of currently you are making your case for yourself worse.
I looked up at Steve and Tony from under my bangs and saw they were looking at me with a tad bit of surprise. I spared a glance at Loki and ground my teeth at his bemused look.
"I'm flying and I don't give a flip who says otherwise!" I teleported outside the plane and rode my board alongside the plane with my knees pulled up to my chest.
When you act like a child…
"Yea, I get treated like a child," I sighed, "I'm just tired of this. Sure the fight was exhilarating, probably the most exciting thing I've done in my life, but I'm tired of being treated like I'm a time bomb. I realize that I'm still fighting for control over this….rock, yet I don't like the feeling of being…well helpless."
Then let them help you.
I shook my head, "The excess help is becoming increasingly annoying."
But they know what they are dealing with. The fact that they had previously worked with the Tesseract makes them a tad bit qualified.
I pinched the bridge of my nose, "I'll face my crimes but on my terms."
At least you're facing them like a warrior.
"Yea, some warrior. I can't even stay calm on a plane." My thoughts were cut short by a lightning bolt that came close to hitting me. I dodged the lightning and looked up to notice a figure jump into the plane before darting out with…Loki.
"Shit," I growled. Tony flew out right after the retreating figure and I began following. I dove down trying to get out of the cloud cover that had developed before levitating above a barren landscape attempting to spot them. A bright flash of lightning easily pinpointed exactly where I needed to go. As I was flitting down, I happened to notice that Loki was now sitting on a rock atop a cliff that was overlooking a wooded clearing with a bemused look on his face. I landed to the right side of him and managed to hear Tony say,
"Doth mother know you weareth her drapes?" I groaned in exasperation and managed to catch sight of the figure that ripped apart the plane shoot lightning at Tony, which Tony then countered with an energy blast. They then collided and pushed themselves back up into the atmosphere.
Should we go after them?
I stepped off my board and it dissipated,
"Nah, let them kill each other," I then looked at Loki, "we got bigger problems."
"Do others find it odd when you talk aloud to yourself?" Loki asked tilting his head slightly. I summoned my staff,
"Don't act like you don't know," I snarled. Loki smirked again,
"I meant exactly what I said." It took me a minute to clue in as to what he was referring to.
"In all honesty, what good am I to you?" I questioned, "You know that I have powers from the Tesseract, yet you also know that I choose what I wish to do with them. In other words, you can't control what I do." Loki laughed rather evilly,
"It continues to amaze how much you mortals believe you have control over," he rose and began walking towards me, "by what I have heard from your superiors, you still have not gained complete control over the power; which is no surprise." He stood about four feet away from me, staring down at me. An attempt at intimidation.
"The offer however still stands," he said, his voice changing from superior to containing one of tenderness, "I could teach you how to use your powers, properly. You could rule with me," he closed the distance until we were about a foot in front of me, "power beyond your imagination could be yours." I stepped away and walked past him,
"I've heard you're the 'God of Lies' Loki," I rubbed my thumb up the staff, "so don't sit here and spit bull shit at me and expect me to go along with it." I heard Loki chuckle and his breath suddenly tickled my ear making my heart jump up into my throat. It was a reaction that shouldn't have happened; it was wrong but…it was exhilarating. I pushed the thought away as Loki began to speak,
"I prefer, 'God of Mischief'," he said, "but I was not lying when I said you could rule by me, nor was I lying when I said your spirit was…I believe the word I used was enticing." I moved away then faced him,
"Nice try," I turned just in time to see the fight between the mysterious man, Tony, and Steve end.
"They'll betray you eventually," Loki's tone took on an icy edge, "once your usefulness has past, you will be cast aside." I turned and grabbed his arm before transporting back to the plane before transporting back onto my board outside the plane. I hovered in the air as the landed in order to pick up Tony, who had received massive damage to his armor, Steve, and the man. Loki's words still turned over in my mind,
"They'll betray you eventually."
They won't.
I shook my head,
"I'm not so sure anymore." If his game was to get inside my head, it was working.
This was a really tricky chapter to write. Hopefully everything is in line with the plot and Loki is not too OOC. Review? Pwease?