Huge Ass A/N: Hi again! Sorry it seems like ages since I last posted! I feel really bad but I've had a lot going on in the last three weeks that have regretfully kept me from writing. I've been out of town off and on the last few weeks as well as being uber busy with the massive project of painting my house (its not as easy as it sounds. Its actually a bloody nightmare.) But thankfully I was finally able to have a moment to my self today in order to write another chapter! (yay!) Also, on an important note, this fic is sadly coming to an end and there will probably only be a couple chapters left :(... That is unless y'all want me to write a sequel...Comments of encouragement or discouragement would be most helpful in helping me make this decision. Anyways! On to the chapter! Its a little on the short side, but at least its something. :p
P.S. I do not own the Avengers. Yadda yadda yadda...
Kate awoke slowly, almost languidly, as if from a pleasant dream. She stretched, her back arching as she opened her eyes. It was at that moment that everything, every touch, every kiss, every moan, came rushing back to her. She swallowed nervously as she slowly lifted the sheet up and glanced down at her nude body with a sense of dread and regret.
"What the hell have you done, Kate?" She chastised herself as she wrapped the silk sheet around her and jumped off the bed. "You slept with the fucking enemy, thats what you did." She muttered to herself as she paced around the room, looking for something more appropriate to wear than the bed linens that she was presently encased in. Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. Speaking of the enemy, she thought, where the hell is Loki? Kate's eyes darted around the room as she searched for the god in question. When she was satisfied that she was completely alone in the room, she made her way to the closet on the other side of the room to search for clothes, but stopped suddenly when she heard voices coming from the direction of the large living room of the penthouse. Male voices. She made her way silently back to the door and placed her ear to it, instantly discerning Loki's deep, liquid voice. She strained her ears to make out who the other voice belonged to and was shocked to discover the owner of the voice was none other than Tony Stark. Kate swore under her breath. If Stark were to discover her in this-compromising position, he, nor any other members of SHIELD would ever trust her again. Kate was about to make a hasty escape before she was discovered, when the topic of their conversation caught her interest.
"The Chituari are coming. Nothing will change that." What the hell is a Chituari, Kate thought to herself as Loki continued. "What have I to fear?"
"The Avengers." Tony replied before he paused, the sound of ice cubes rattling in a glass filled the silence. Kate wanted to laugh. Only Tony Stark could calmly have a drink whilst he was having a face off with the God of Mischief. Tony continued after a moment of silence (and drinking). "It's what we call ourselves. Sort of like a team. Earth's mightiest heroes type thing.
"Yes, I've met them." Kate could hear the amusement in Loki's voice. Tony laughed.
"Ya. It takes us a while to get any traction, I'll give you that one. But," Tony paused for effect, "let's do a head count here: Your brother, the demi-god." Loki scoffed and Kate could just imagine his annoyed expression at the mention of his "brother." "A super solider, a living legend who kinda lives up to the legend. A man with breathtaking anger management issues. A couple of master assassins, and you big fella. You've managed to piss off every single one of them. Oh, and lets not forget the fact the you also kidnapped one of them."
"That was the plan." Loki replied smugly. Tony chuckled sardonically.
"Not a great plan." Tony paused to take another drink. "Speaking of kidnapped agents, where is Agent Poole?" When Loki didn't respond, Tony sighed dramatically. "Doesn't matter. She's a fighter. I bet you at this moment she's escaped your grimy little clutches and is on her way to join the others who are out for your head. And when they come, and they will come, they'll come for you." Kate smiled at Tony's obvious appreciation of her skills.
"I have and army." Loki threatened in a low and menacing voice.
"We have a Hulk." Tony shot back.
"Oh, I thought the beast had wandered off." Loki commented snidely.
"Ya, your missing the point." Tony replied, suddenly very serious. At this point, Kate's curiosity got the better of her and she opened the door a crack and peered out into the living room. Loki's back was facing her and she could just barely make out the top of Tony's head over the gods broad shoulders. "There's no throne. There is no version of this where you come out on top. Maybe your army comes back and maybe its to much for us, but its all on you! Because if we can't protect the earth, you can be damned well sure we'll avenge it."
"How will your friends have time for me," Loki threatened as he slowly approached Tony and raised the glowing staff towards the billionaire's chest, "when they're so busy fighting you?" Loki moved his staff closer and closer to Tony's chest and it took all of Kate's strength not to cry out a warning and give her presence away, but her fear was short lived when Loki finally touched the glowing scepter to Stark's chest and nothing happened. Loki, with an extremely confused expression on his face, brought the staff down against his chest again with a little more force, but was only rewarded with the sound of his staff clinking against Tony's glowing miniaturized arc reactor. Loki looked up at Tony, the look of a petulant child on his face, and Kate had to suppress a giggle.
"This usually works." Loki muttered more to himself than anyone.
"Well, you know. Performance issues." Tony shot back with his usual twisted humor. "You know, it's not uncommon. One out of five-" But he was cut off when and enraged God of Mischief picked him up and threw him to the ground. She heard Stark whisper something before Loki wrapped his long fingers around his neck and lifted him off the ground with the strength of ten men and spoke in a low, threatening tone.
"You will all fall before me." Then she heard Tony yell something which sounded like "deploy" before Loki promptly threw him out the window. Kate didn't even have a moment to be shocked before a door on the opposite side of the room opened and some sort of red and gold pod flew out of it and towards the window, knocking Loki flat on his ass in the process. The pod then flew at the window in Tony's vertical direction and Kate could only assume it was one of his many robotic suites, so she breathed a sigh of relief knowing the Stark was not about to plummet to his death. Her relief was short lived though when she saw Loki slowly making his way to his feet with a string of what she assumed were Asgardian curses. She quickly and quietly closed the door and ran towards the closet to renew her search for clothing and thanked God when she saw her SHEILD uniform sitting on a shelf in the closet, neatly folded and calling to her. She dropped the sheet, but before she dawned her suit she head a loud explosion coming from the living room which she assumed was Tony giving Loki a bit of a taste of his own medicine. She mentally thanked Stark for buying her some time to vacate the premises before Loki could get his hands on her again. She quickly dressed before making her way to the small balcony on the other side of the room. She threw open the doors and made her way to the edge of the balcony before looking down over the city. She couldn't help but smile with relief at what she saw.
Loki picked himself up off the floor slowly, letting lose a string of expletives in his native tongue. That bastard Stark was a hard man to kill he thought to himself as he brushed broken glass off his shoulders and out of his hair. He then turned with an angry jerk and made his way determinedly to the bedroom, planning on possibly taking his anger out on Kate, his little warrior. He waved his hand and the doors to the bedroom swung open with a bang and Loki instantly spotted Kate standing on the balcony fully dressed and staring at him nervously. His features instantly softened at the sight of her and he smiled indolently as he reached his hand out, beckoning her to him.
"Come here." He demanded sweetly. When Kate didn't budge, Loki's smile disappeared and was replaced by an angry frown. "I said, come here." He demanded with more force. But Kate just smiled slightly and before Loki could stop her, she vaulted over the railing of the balcony.
"No!" Loki yelled as he lunged toward the balcony. When he reached the railing, he looked down over the city, searching for the falling form the reckless woman. His woman. When he didn't see her, his brow knotted in confusion. His confusion turned to anger though when he spotted the blasted mortal, Stark, flying away from the building with a small figure dressed in black held securely in his arms. His anger turned to absolute rage and he turned angrily and made his way back towards the living room with angry, determined strides deciding then and there that Stark would be the first to die.
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