Chapter 6

I swayed back and forth slightly as the jet soared through the air, Loki sitting across from me, slightly down further to my right. He was staring at me, his eyes gleaming in the fading light and I scowled back at him. Steve and Tony were standing to my left, quietly murmuring to each other.

"I don't like it." I heard Steve say.

"What, Rock of Ages giving up so easily?"

"I don't remember it being that easy. This guy packs a wallop."

"Well, you are still pretty spry, for an older fellow."

"Tony." I warned. He ignored me.
"What's your thing, Pilates?" He asked.

"What?" Steve said.

"It's like calisthenics. You may have missed a few things, y'know, when you were doing time as a capsicle."

"Tony, give it a rest." I called over to them, not breaking eye contact with Loki.

The two men glared at each other, shrugging off my comment. Thunder and lightning crashed outside, streaking through the sky in a burst of white light. Natasha glanced up.

"Where's all this coming from?" She murmured.

I saw Loki glancing around, worry etched in his face.

"Scared of lighting, Loki?" I asked, raising my eyebrow.

"I'm not overly fond of what follows." Was all he offered. What's that supposed to mean?

A thud suddenly rang through the metal container, and my eyes widened.

I turned to Tony to ask if he knew what happened, but he stalked past me, his suit closing in around him. The jet opened the hatch at the back, rain and lighting dancing through the air as the clouds closed in around us. A figured dropped from the top of the ship, what looked like a hammer in one hand and armour draped across his body. Tony stepped towards him, but the guy slammed a fist him across the face, sending Tony reeling back towards Steve and I. He yanked Loki to his feet, sending us one last glare then diving out the QuinJet, getting swallowed up in the storm clouds. I had leapt to my feet, standing beside Steve as fury raged across Tony's face.

"And now there's that guy." I heard him mumble to himself. Stalking towards the front of the plane, his face mask slid down with a clang. I called him back.

"Tony, wait! You can't just go throw yourself into that, you don't know what's going to happen!"

"This is how I always roll, sweetheart. Don't get your panties in a knot."

I scowled at his retreating head.

"Stark! We need a plan of attack!" Steve's voice had gotten an aura of command around it.

"I have a plan." Tony snapped. "Attack." He jumped out the back, and I stood for a moment before grabbing two parachutes. Natasha glanced back as me and Steve suited up.

"I'd sit this one out guys, these guys come from legend, they're practically Gods."

"I'm not missing any action."

"There's only one God, ma'am. And I'm pretty sure he doesn't dress like that."

Me and Steve spoke at the same time, talking over each other and I glanced side ways at him before heading for the back.

Time for some real action.

I dropped quickly beside Steve, waiting long after he had opened his chute to open mine. We hung suspended in the air for a few long heartbeats, when a soft wind blew up, pushing me away. My eyes widened at the sudden change of plans, and I pulled at the strings, loosening them.

"What are you doing?" Steve called over to me as I slowly drifted away.

"I may have to drop, I don't want to end up too far. Make sure Tony and Thunder Dude don't kill each other!" I replied. He nodded. I found myself drifting past a large stone ledge, and perched carefully on it's end like a bird of prey was Loki.

Aw, hell no.

I yanked on the strings, growling as they tangled up into a knot, and pushed my hand carefully through them. Igniting a small flame, I quickly burned them away, falling to the ground in an ungraceful heap. I heard a small breath of laughter, and glanced up to see Loki standing at the edge, eyes fixed on the commotion raging below. I held my breath, not daring to move, but when he didn't turn around I quickly slipped behind a boulder, concealing myself in the shadows. Peering around the jagged side of the rock, I watched him. How did he not notice me coming down? This is the second time, what is he, blind? My eyes narrowed at his head, and I pulled back as he took a few steps back. He gave an almost childlike giggle, do guys giggle? They chuckle, I guess, and I pressed myself into the cold rock, barely breathing. I could faintly hear fighting going on down in the forest, and I winced as I heard what sounded like a tree collapsing over. I peered around the stone again, but was only met with a sky full of stars and an empty stone ledge. What the hell? Where did he go? My gaze racked the surrounding forest, and I stood up. The hairs on the back of my neck prickled, and a cool voice suddenly blew over me.

"It's rude not to say hello."

I leaped back. Well, forward I guess, spinning around to face the tall man. His hair was slicked back and he grinned. Reacting by habit my hands brought themselves to my upper body, forming a defence pose.

"Whatever you're thinking of doing, I'd highly advise against it. The only place you're going is to SHIELD base." I sneered. He let out a husky laugh.

"Oh, I have no doubt of it. You're gathering a… team, of sorts, are you not?"

My brow furrowed. "How do you know about that?"

He only grinned at me. I heard a roar come from the clearing, and an explosion burst through the air, wave after wave slamming into the two of us and throwing me back.

And back and back and back…

A/N Hey guys, this chapter is short, I know, I'm sorry. I had a crap load of homework over the weekend, and tests to study for and just ugh stuff. I will try to update before Christmas, but then again it is December and it's the most stressful time of the year. If I don't update before then I give you all permission to trash this story because the author doesn't update enough. :P Don't worry, I'm making chapter 7 much longer to make up for the lack of plot and updates.