A/N: Wow, been away for awhile. Sorry about that. I'm getting two chapters up today though, I hope that makes up for it. I've had writers block. Anyway, please enjoy, favourite and comment/review!
Barton and Fury had had a meeting when we got back, a meeting I wasn't allowed into. I figured they were discussing me, which was never good. I kept pacing in front of Fury's office door, hoping to hear a whisper of the conversation. It never happened but still I paced. After maybe half an hour, Natasha came around the corner chuckling. "So this is why Fury asked me to come look for you." She laughed again, sliding to the floor next to me.
"They're talking about me." I muttered to her, looking at my feet.
"How do you know that?" She raised an eyebrow at me and stretched to look through a small window in the door. I looked at her for a moment before I realised she hadn't been here. She didn't know about my failing powers.
"Because Loki can see through my illusions. He can see my blue eyes." I told her, her eyes shot towards me looking slightly startled before they settled back to indifference.
"Huh, I guess they would be talking about that. There's no point sitting here, outside the door. Fury will ask for you if he needs you. Come, let's go get some lunch." She stood, holding a hand out to me. I took it quickly and she pulled me to my feet, steering me away from Fury's office.
"Piper, give me a quick briefing on Russia." As Natasha had said, Fury had called for me an hour after lunch.
"We made it to the Hydra base, but all members were dead when we go there. When I went inside I found what looked to be an operating room, only with less medical equipment. Looks to be they're experimenting on people. I was then jumped by Loki before I could get a good look. He said to tell SHIELD to stand down, that he needs the scepter. He may be trying to take over again." I folded my arms across my stomach and watched Fury's face change.
"Then we'll just have to find it before he does. Piper, Barton and Romanoff you'll be heading to Sokovia. Pack warm." He dismissed us and we headed out.
"Great." I muttered and the others laughed.
"Better get packing Lys." Barton slapped me on the back a little too hard and walked away, Natasha smiled sympathetically and headed the way Barton went, leaving me stood in the corridor.
The rain started just as I got home. My apartment was small, only one bedroom with an open plan kitchen and one bathroom. I wasn't home often enough to justify having a bigger place, so this was perfect for now. I threw my keys in a dish on the table and walked into my bedroom, pulling a duffle bag out from under the bed. As I threw it onto the bed, I heard a noise. My head snapped to the door but there was nothing there. I put my hand on my gun, getting ready to raise it. I turned back to the bed just as something slammed into me, raising me off the ground. It felt like metal was pinning me there, but it was breathing and warm. This person was very tall, but slender and stronger than his shape would seem. Loki. I kicked out a little, trying to reach anything that was a body part. I didn't connect anywhere. "Loki! Let me go! I'll kill you!" I growled.
All I heard was a dark laughter before something heavy smashed against my head. The pain wasn't as bad as I was expecting, unless this was me dying. I didn't mind that. Things were starting to go fuzzy and I could feel my head lolling to one side. I was so tired now. Blinking became hard and each time my eyes were closed for longer and longer. Every time I opened them, my surroundings changed. One time I was still in my bedroom, when I opened my eyes again I was in my living room, then in the parking lot. After a while I decided to stop fighting it and let myself drift off. I was plunged into the blackness I was convinced was death.