{ Loki's pov }

Such puny mortals even with their extra abilities. Enchantress succeeded in bringing together these 'masters of evil' but I have been keeping an eye on certain mortal that has more power than all of them. I mused I've seen her stress and pain she has kept hidden from the avengers and secrets are practically written across her face. I will love peeling apart every secret tell there is nothing left, the thought made me smile.

"What's so funny my lord" the enchantress asked walking up to my throne. Ugh there are few things that so annoy me but enchantress is one of them, shes only still breathing is because she is loyal and powerful I reminded myself. "Just thinking, how fairs your 'team' "I asked. She smiled oh how she loved to brag about her accomplishments, to be praised, "They are read to be called upon my lord. So you wish for me to assemble them" she ask standing next to my throne.

"No there is but one more I wish to have upon this team" I said

"Who my lord and I shall see to him myself" she asked curiously.

"A mortal women that goes by the name of Zaida Xeal, far stronger than any on the this party of yours. I shall see to her myself" I said rising from my throne. I have a party to prepare for.

{ Clint pov }

I knocked on Zaida's door. Ugh why do girls take so long to get ready? We should be at stark tower getting our formal party on. When no sound came from her room I turned the handle to find it unlocked. I pushed the door open looking around her room, finding no one I began snooping around.

I know snooping around a team members room was frowned upon, but Zaida seemed to be different. Maybe she's always been this way and I'm only noticing now. Heck we don't know any thing about her past. I looked at her desk, daggers and knives from around the world were displayed. There once one with Japanese written along the blade, one with Indian depictions, even one from Germany with German written on the handle and many more knives. Then I saw the books.

They're covers were worn looking to where the purple leather was peeling. Roman Numerals were etched on the spine I through IV, four books. Picking book one up I flipped to the first page, a man in a black and white photograph was taped to the first page with a name written on the bottom of the picture, Professor Heinrich. The dates were some what smeared but dated during WWII and it was all in German.

"Clint?" I heard a voice sound behind me. I turned around tucking the book in my belt and covering it with my formal jacket I turned to face Zaida my jaw dropped. She was beautiful to say the least, I don't think I've ever seen her with makeup on now that I think about it, not that she wasn't pretty before but now, wow. Her dress was a tight v neck black dress that slowly turned to a dark red then orange resembling a sun set with no sleeves exempt for some lacy straps, she also wore black heels and orange net nights. "I guess I better go change or all the men there will have their jaws unhinged." She laughed.

"No you look great!" I insisted. I led her down to the car dropping off the book I was borrowing from her in my room, that name sounds all to familiar. I never forget a name but I couldn't match the face. Getting in the car with Janet and Zaida in the back and me and Steve in the front. I one the other hand had to contain myself when Steve saw Zaida, I swear I've never seen a jaw drop that much. We arrived at stark tower fashionable late. "Lets go party" Janet screamed as she got out of the car. Zaida walk up to me as we were heading into the door " What do you do at a party" she asked. I stared in shock at her then it occur ed to me that she lived on the streets for the past year and her past well we don't know.

{Loki's pov}

In all honesty the man of Iron's party was that of a noble mans party but still none com paired to the might of an asgaridain royalty party. People pasted me like I was some mere man, I snickered my magic had done its party to cover up my true form and replace it with another face so that the avengers won't even know I'm here, not the son of Odin will be able to recognize me. Minutes seemed to pass, I stared out the tall glass window at the night, so far many female mortals have came over in attempt to make small talk which I found highly annoying. I'm even in my true glorious form and yet I have females asking for my attention, but not the female I want nor have I spotted her at the party yet.

"Ah Lady Zaida you radiate tonight" I heard Thor practical shout. "Ya thunder brains not lying when he says that" I heard tony say. I turned my head to see where the voices came from and I can say I agreed with every thing they said. Her hair was longer than the last time I saw her soon enough she might be able to stick it in a tiny pony tail. Her eyes glowed like fire and her pale skin was lit up against her dress that resembled fire. She talked with them for a little bit as I studied her, her face seems different. I walked across the room so I would have a better view and I saw what was different, she had scars coming down from her eyes they were barley noticeable but with a gods eyes I could see the resemblances they had to tear streaks.

She talked for a little longer than went to the bar to get a drink and sat down away from the crowd looking out the window, this was my chance. I walked up to her grinning ear to ear "Is this seat taken" I asked gesturing to the one next to her. "It is unless you want to be throw out off the window again" she said taking a drink still looking out the window. My eyes widened how could she have possibly see through my disguise. "Your face might have changed but the energy you give off is unique and I never forget a signature energy" she said smirking at my reaction. I took the seat next to her any way "Does Thor give off this 'energy' " I asked curiously. She laughed "No his power isn't in energy but strength but he does give off a faint pulse that I soon figured out that all asgardians give off" she explained.

"May I ask why you are here and not enjoying the party with your 'friends'. " I asked already knowing the answer before she even opened her mouth "Is it because they claim you are apart of the team, but really you are just there getting no recognition for your deeds. Does it feel fake to be around them and still be called a part of the team but none of them share your experience." I asked. She turned away with a frown upon her lips, she knows it's true I can see it on her face.

" I won't lie, I am the ninth wheel of the group. I found out that they all have in the last two months gone on at least two missions, where I have only gone on one and the wasp got credit for it. It's the lack of trust, they can't trust someone with a past they know nothing of. Even if they did, there would be a bigger lack of trust." She confessed. I realized she has the same predicament I was in with Thor, being a shadow.

"What about your past would make then trust you less?" My curiosity got the better of me. I glanced at the window to see my disguise was a charming man with light brown short hair with green eyes, still nothing compared to my true form.

"I haven't told the avengers and you expect me to tell you" she paused "I will tell you this, he's a bad man that has been an enemy of the avengers for a while even before they were the avengers" she smiled with a tint of pride in it. "Ah wanting to prove yourself yet being held back by parentage." I remember my experience with my father.

"What if I could offer you the credit you deserve" I said leaning in towards her. Her eyes widened with interest. "You will be part of an actual team and be respected." I could see Zaida's longing for what I spoke of. "What will this team be called" she asked curiously. "The master of evil" I stated.

"I'm not evil" she said cold as ice, well I've never been cold but it's a saying. "That's why I need you there to keep them in order, think of it as you being my right hand" he said seeing her liking the idea more and more. "We will deliver what is deserved and take what is due to us" I told her "Contact me when you've decided" I told her. "How exactly" she asked tilting her head. I handed her a number to my strange device that I had to aquire during my time in earth that goes by the name of cell phone. She nodded.

I saw the arrow man making his way over to Zaida "May I have this dance before I go" I asked stretching my hand out to her, which she took. I glided her to the dance floor, holding her waist with one hand and her hand in the other we danced. She literally gave off energy that was warm like sunlight. I couldn't help but smile to myself, I had practically won my prize. I was about to pull her closet to feel more of her warmth when the arrow man came and interrupted "Zaida it's late it's time to go " he instructed her. She turned to me and smiled before glumly walked out the door. Oh the power she wields.

{Clint pov }

After I walked Zaida to her room I ran to get the purple leather book I put in my room. I couldn't help but think of how that man danced with her like he owned her. I shoved the thought aside I need to ask Steve some questions.

I knocked on his door and waited. Steve answered looking like he had just gotten out of the shower. "What can I help you with Clint" Steve asked. I handed him the purple book, he flipped through it and stopped when he saw the picture "I found this in Zaida's room, there are four identical ones all written in German also. I was wondering if you knew this man his name sounded familiar" I asked, Steve still glared at the book looking through the pages.

"Ya I knew this man, he was the top scientists for hydra and the the Germans during WWII." He replied stopping to look at the last page with wild eyes. "We must speak to Zaida at once" he said quickly. "Why" I asked. He showed me the last page which was written in choppy English and clear as daylight the words 'Project Zaida' read. We ran to her room and pounded on the door.

She opened up the door wearing pajamas looking like she crawled out of bed. "Hey guys whats up" she asked rubbing her eyes. Then she spotted the book. Her eyes filled with panic.

{Zaida's pov }

They have the book! I tried to keep my calm "What can I do ya" my voice shook. "What's project Zaida" Steve asked. My heart stopped, no no its to soon for them to find out. " Um I don't know what you mean" I tried to lie. "Don't lie to us Zaida, tell us why a crazy scientist has your name as a project in his journal that you have. "It's not what you his think- I-i- I'm a good person, I- I'm - your friend-" I stuttered. "A real friend wouldn't keep secrets and hide their past from us" clint argued. I had it my heart gave out. Slamming the door shut I melted the edges shut, they protested on the other side of the door. I threw on my Blackout suit and some daggers, my sword, and the rest of the books I dashed out the window into the night.

I was a fool for thinking I could be a hero, to be good. I am evil, corrupt, untrustworthy, powerful, wicked, now that I say it, it felt as though I free myself from done unseen force. There was one place I could go where he claims I will be an equal, loki. I smiled as the lights I passed went out, darkness can only be destroyed by light but I own both who can stop me then? No one can.

" Knowing your own darkness is the best method for dealing with the darkness of others" ~ Carl's Jung

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