Had to tweak them getting to Germany a little, not a lot just a bit. You'll barely notice.
"But I want to go down there with Cap!" Britta whined, stamping her foot like a child. Agent Romanoff rolled her eyes and Britta grinned wildly, glad she had annoyed the other woman. It had been five minutes since they dropped off the Captain and hid the jet in the darkness of the sky and yet the girl was still arguing, switching between whiny child and furious young woman. So far she hadn't tried being serious so that's exactly what she did now, putting on a deadly serious expression a second later though and making sure the Russian could see it. "I swore to put his life in front of mine. I need to be down there to make sure he doesn't die." Britta told her.
Agent Romanoff glanced back at Britta for a millisecond. Not many people swore to put another's life ahead of their own and the girl had already supposedly claimed to sacrifice her life for the entire human race. Or at least that's what a few of the other agents had told her through the comm link. Natasha wasn't entirely sure if she could believe that since the girl seemed to be constantly switching between insanity and sanity but there was a certain light in the girl's eyes now that said she was sincere. She really wanted to protect the Captain. Natasha knew why of course, Fury had included it in the file he had sent her. Still, she wasn't sure how Fury would react if she let the girl leave the jet.
"You're staying on the jet. End of discussion." Natasha said firmly. She looked at the monitor showing the front of the building below and saw everyone inside the building running out, screaming.
Britta's eyes immediately lit up with annoyance and anger. There were people down there in danger which meant the Captain was in danger too. Britta had sworn to protect him and on the way there she had formally sworn to protect everyone else too. She wasn't going to stay safe in the jet while others were in danger. "For you maybe." Britta said furiously. Shooting the redheaded woman an almost feral smile, Britta teleported down to the ground.
Natasha glanced back and immediately noticed the absence of the strange looking girl. "Der'mo." She mumbled, shaking her head in annoyance, before turning back to the screen. Loki was now standing in front of the now kneeling crowd, his arms outstretched as he spoke.
Britta appeared behind Loki, standing just in front of the marble columns in front of the building. She took a step forwards but then Loki's voice hit her and she froze. "It's the unspoken truth of humanity that you crave subjugation." Loki's voice was raised so everyone could hear him and yet it was still soft, smooth, silky. It was a voice Britta had grown up listening to, a voice that had comforted her in her worst moments, a voice she would recognize no matter what. And yet...it was somewhat changed. There was a dark underlying tone to it that she instantly hated. And the words that voice spoke...this was not the Loki she knew. "The bright lure of freedom diminishes your life's joy in a mad scramble for power. For identity." Britta shuddered. Loki sounded like he really truly believed that. He sounded like a tyrannical overlord and he hadn't even taken over the world yet. "You were made to be ruled. In the end, you will always kneel." Britta suddenly glared at that. Loki and her had always hated being told what to do and they had done whatever they could to break the rules. They never wanted to be in charge though, they liked breaking the rules. To hear Loki say such things was both heart breaking and anger inducing. What had happened to her friend to change him so much?
It took Britta minute or two to realize that an old man had stood up and was staring defiantly at Loki. "Not to men like you." The old man told the god.
Loki chuckled. "There are no men like me." He said, clearly amused. Britta couldn't see his face but she just knew he was smiling that amused slightly mocking smile of his. She had one just like it.
"There are always men like you." The old man replied.
"Look to your elder people." Loki said. He pointed his scepter at the old man and the blue gem at the end glowed. Britta could feel Tesseract energy coming from it and she knew what was going to happen. She started walking forward, slowly as if she was in a trance. "Let him be an example." Loki said. Britta started running then but it was too late. Loki shot a bolt of Tesseract magic at the old man and she screamed.
Steve dove out in front of the man and threw his shield in front of him, letting the Tesseract magic ricochet off the vibranium and hit Loki. Britta stopped, shocked. She hadn't even noticed the super soldier running towards the crowd. Her heart pounded against her chest as she stared at the hero slowly rising to his feet. He looked strong, confident, and powerful. Like he wasn't afraid of Loki. Like he thought he could take down the god with ease. Britta immediately focused her attention on the crowd, pushing into their already open minds and slowly making them get to their feet. Only a few did as she wanted, she couldn't control this many when she was so distracted. As she controlled them to stand Steve walked towards Loki, speaking. "You know the last time I was in Germany and saw a man standing above everybody else we ended up disagreeing." Britta smiled slightly at that though she couldn't focus to heavily on the Captain. She had to make the crowd stand if she was going to get them to run.
"The soldier." Loki almost snarled. His voice was gruff now and it sent a chill down Britta's spine. It was so dark, so unlike Loki. The god chuckled and got to his feet, grinning. Steve glared at him the entire time though he had to admit the grin unnerved him a little. It was too pleased, too crazed. "The man out of time." Loki mocked. Britta winced, another wave of guilt hitting her.
"I'm not the one whose out of time." Steve said calmly. The Quinjet then swooped down out of the black sky, making itself known. A machine gun of sorts popped out of the bottom of the jet and aimed itself at Loki.
"Loki drop the weapon and stand down." Agent Romanoff ordered over the jet's speakers. She had a no nonsense tone that Britta knew would have made the old Loki chuckle. Nonsense was his forte after all and to tell him not to use it was comical.
When Loki shot a blast of Tesseract energy Britta screamed again. The jet swerved out of the way at the last second and Captain America threw his shield, hitting Loki. Britta immediately pushed the minds of the crowd to run, to get the heck out of there, and since the idea was already in their heads they did as she told them. But then they started running in the wrong directions, getting too close to the fight Steve was in, and she had to concentrate to send them in the right directions. You could see her changing their minds clearly. One second they'd be running and then they'd violently stop and turn the other way. Britta pressed her hands to her forehead, screaming in pain as she listened to their frightened thoughts and influenced them to go somewhere else. Finally though everyone was out of the way. Britta dropped to her knees, the pain in her head too much to bear, and looked up at the two men fighting. Loki hit Steve in the back, sending the super solider flying. Britta opened her mouth to cry out but nothing came out, the pain in her head swallowing her voice.
Loki walked over and shoved Steve down with his scepter as the super soldier tried to get to his feet. "Kneel." The god growled.
"Things are getting intense. You should let me come out and play with them." Grid said, pushing me back as she aimed to take control. Nanna shoved her back and Britta did too, keeping the evil girl from making the situation worse.
Steve grabbed Loki's scepter and shoved it away, getting to his feet. "Not today!" He shouted, delivering a stunning kick to Loki's jaw. Britta let out a strangled laugh at the look of shock on Loki's face then screamed when pain shot from her head through the rest of her body, making her vision go black. When it cleared she thought she might be going delusional like she had once been. Shoot to Thrill was playing and it echoed around her.
Something hotrod red and gold sped towards the fighting men. White light shot from it and hit Loki, sending him flying back...right into Britta. She groaned in pain as her back slammed into the steps. Loki grunted in pain, obviously landing on her had been uncomfortable. Britta growled and flipped Loki off of her, slamming him into the steps beside her. He groaned in pain, his eyes closed. When he opened them and saw her his mouth fell open in a surprised little o. Britta nearly laughed, it was such an adorable little look, but then she noticed the barely visible ring of Tesseract blue around his eyes and scrambled backwards, instantly afraid of him.
"Britta?" Loki asked uncertainly. She didn't answer and he didn't get the chance to do anything as the thing that blasted him from the sky came walking over. It was a metal man. Iron Man.
Iron Man lifted his arms up, pointing one fist at Loki while he pointed his right repulsor at the god. A million different little weapons rose up out of Iron Man's suit, pointing directly at Loki. "Make your move, Reindeer Games." Iron Man said. Britta snorted in response, thinking that was actually a pretty good nickname considering Loki's helmet. Steve came up beside Iron Man, pulling his shield back onto his arm. He shot Britta an almost annoyed but somewhat concerned look as she sat on the ground, her fist pressed to her throbbing head. Loki held up his hands and his armor disappeared in a shimmering gold light. "Good move." Iron Man said, lowering his arms and putting away his weapons. Britta had a feeling though that if Loki tried anything Iron Man would be quick to stop him.
Britta glanced behind the two men and saw the jet slowly descending. Steve turned to Iron Man. "Mister Stark." He said politely, nodding. Britta nearly facepalmed for being so stupid. The profile had said Tony Stark was Iron Man, she should have pieced it together.
"Captain." Tony said, barely nodding. Britta smiled slightly at his informal greeting. The internationally known superhero looked down at Britta and she could feel him smiling. "So you're the alien girl huh? Gotta admit, you're not as bad looking as you could be. You ever see the movie Alien? You could look like that monster thing." He told her.
Britta chuckled, getting to her feet. "I have seen that movie. Did you know it's based off of true creatures?" She asked him, smiling. Tony shook his head and she knew his eyebrows must be raised in surprise. "Truly, we have them on Asgard. We use them as guard dogs of sorts." Britta told him, nodding seriously.
Tony stared at her a minute. "Really?" He asked, his tone somewhere between "I don't believe you" and "if that's true I want to see."
Britta let out a loud laugh, shaking her head. "Heck no! We'd all be dead if those things were real!" She told him. Tony laughed and shook his head, obviously amused. Britta grinned wildly before turning to Loki. Her smile became a mix of "I've missed you so much" and "what in Hel is wrong with you?" Loki stared at her, surprise dancing in his eyes. "Hey Lo, did you miss me?" She asked playfully, masking her disgust with jokes.
Loki chuckled darkly, staring up at her. Britta wanted to scream and run, hating seeing the Tesseract blue around his eyes, but she stood firm and kept grinning. "Of course Britt. You were my best friend after all." Loki told her, a bitter note in his voice that only she noticed. He was mad at her and Britta understood completely why he was. She'd left him, pretty much abandoned him, on Asgard and now she was seeing him for the first time in two thousand years and she was on the side of the guys trying to beat him. He had perfectly valid reasons to be mad at him. "Still hearing voices in your head?" Loki asked. Britta winced slightly, that was a low blow. That meant he was furious, beyond furious actually. And incredibly hurt.
"Still refusing to cut your hair? Princess." Britta responded, the slightest growl to her voice that only Loki heard. His eyes narrowed in anger at the nickname though the corners of his lips twitched up ever so slightly. It was clear he had missed her as much as she had missed him. Britta grinned wildly at her old friend but there was a sad light in her eyes that didn't go unnoticed by any of the men watching her. She hated the change that had overcome Loki. "Okay so I can't resist telling you this, Lo." Britta said. Loki narrowed his eyes in suspicion as she crouched down in front of him, a playful mocking light in her eyes. "You just made an entire speech to Germans in English."
Everyone was silent for a minute as realization dawned on Loki. He let out a small sigh as he silently called himself an idiot. Immediately Britta and Tony started laughing at Loki's stupidity while Steve shook his head, trying not to laugh as well. Loki glared at them but mostly at Britta, giving her an "I can't believe you embarrassed me like that" look. Britta just laughed harder, wiping tears from her eyes. She couldn't bring herself to feel awful for embarrassing Loki. After all, this wasn't the Loki she would only insult playfully. This was a Loki she didn't know and she wasn't entirely sure she wanted to know.
"Don't deny it, you missed him."Grid said.
"No duh I missed him. I just kind of hate him right now." Britta said, the sad light returning to her eyes.
"Stop upsetting her Grid." Nanna said angrily.
Britta shook her head, getting to her feet. The jet had landed and Agent Romanoff was standing near the front of the jet, gesturing for them to bring the god onboard. Knowing it would be a bad idea, Britta conjured up a dog collar around Loki's throat with a leash attached. She picked up the leash and grinned at the absolute furious look Loki was giving her. "Don't give me that look, Lo. You're a prisoner, Princess, and you are going to be treated like one." She told him. Britta tugged on the leash, hard, and he stumbled forward with a growl. "Come on you complete and total ass." She said, walking towards the jet.
The two superheroes followed her, one shaking his head while the other grinned. "She's fun. I like her." Tony said cheerfully. Steve shook his head again, disapproval radiating off of him.
