Punishable by ... PRE-SCHOOLERS?

A Loki Fan fiction

Disclaimer: I do not own the Marvel's Avengers, I just merely created Sunnyside Pre-school Academy, the children, the staff, and all that have to do with Annabell and George Marson.

A LokiXOC Humor/Drama/Romance/Hysterical/adventure fan fiction

Chapter ten:

"Richard Henry the 5th, I didn't fancy seeing him again, Boss." Agent Coulson coughed, a light, tender hand rubbed his chest as he flinched. For a man who had been stabbed through the chest and nearly bled through, Agent Phil Coulson was a never-die kind of guy. But it sure hurt a hell-of-a-lot more than anyone could imagine. If he laughed or coughed or tried to push his shoulders to a weird angle, his whole body would tense and pain would shoot through him.

Coulson didn't hold a grudge against Loki, surprisingly though. Others thought he would be angry, but Coulson got his revenge, when he saw Loki's nose flicked by the infamous Annabell Marson on the video tape. It was priceless!

"He was one of those souls that never seem to die." Nick Fury snarled as he flipped through the information. He had been spotted in Canada not but a month ago. Now he was back in the United States, and it stirred a deep hatred in the pit of Fury's stomach. He could remember the day that Richard Henry's file landed on his desk.

The fateful day that he, a young, recently one eyed, Nick Fury looked at the manila folder that had a harsh scribbled name and the large, black printed seal of the CIA. Nick Fury never liked the guy since, his folder just grew tenfold as the missions and allegations grew.

"I never thought I'd see that douche-bag again." Rose marched into the large room, arms crossed and blond hair flown behind her like a banner. Fury cocked a brow to the blond who slid against the bars and looked over his shoulder. "Where is he?"

"No one knows… he's in the wind as far as we know." Coulson answered. He eyed the girl with a small smile that Rose returned gracefully. Ever since Coulson had been the one to give Annabell the horrible, and a lie, news of her sister's death, Coulson was the only one that Rose spoke to lightly. She was always kind, always generous with him, and never snarky. It helped to have someone of her talents gentle to him, Coulson didn't like the stab wound, and to be burnt alive was last on his list.

"Damn…" Rose mumbled.

"We're bringing Loki in." Fury stated point blank.

Coulson watched in fear as Rose's eyes grew wide and looked to the man in all black as he turned to fully look at her. Rose narrowed her now wide eyes and her teeth were gritted tight, her fists clenched. Coulson backed away a step.

"Quietly, I hope…"

"Thor gave him the folder with all the information. He's the only one who knows his type now that the only other person who was strong enough to take Mr. Henry out… Doesn't even know what she is or what she can do…" Fury cocked a brow at Rose.

"Don't you DARE talk to me like that. You have no idea what she could have done if we didn't take it." Rose snapped back.

Just as the two stood, breasts barely a few inches apart and their eyes narrowed and noses flared, a door to their right opened and Thor, along with a Steve Rodgers, waltzed into the room with confusion. Rose turned her head to look at the pair that stopped dead at the glare she gave them. Steve hadn't fully met Rose Marson, but from Dr. Banner's words, Coulson's sighs, and Thor's description of the incinerated chair, Steve figured that this woman was bad when angered.

"Take what, perhaps?" Thor blurted out. Rose's eyes darted to his with a narrowed vision. Coulson could see the veins and muscles in her skull move slightly, a small trail of smoke crawled from her palms. That was it, they were all about to be on fire. The small stone that always lay under her pants began to glow under the black jean material. It glowed bright enough for Coulson to step back once more.

"Go ahead, tell them Miss Marson. They will soon know, as will everyone, including Miss Annabell at this rate. Tell them what you had taken from your own little sister." Fury growled his dare into Rose's ear. Emotions threatened to take over her body, but Rose shoved the guilt and hurt down to her toes, the appendages began to ache with the pressure.

"What is he talking about?" Steve asked with a step closer to Thor. However, the woman's' gaze softened as her palm grasped the bar next to her hip, as if to steady herself. Rose took a breath before she looked to the boys then to Coulson.

"You want me to tell them? You want me to frighten them with that horror story?" Rose's eyes finally landed on Fury. "Fine! I took my sisters memory! I stole it from her viciously! I chained her hands like some kind of criminal and tied that to a tree, and then I threw her into the river and smashed her head with a stone to knock her out cold. Want to know more? Oh! Well, I stole her memory and anything good in her life and put it into a stone that she will never find. More? Well, I let my sister wake up tied to that river and be picked up by filthy scum SHIELD Agents who took her home and told her I was dead!"

The look on Thor's face was of horror, and that's all Coulson remembered as a bright light hit the SHIELD Air-craft, and the sounds of the plane going down filled his ears.

~X.X~

"So…" Annabell pried as she slid a small glass across the table towards Loki. He looked at her expectantly as she also passed his plate. They had sliced steak with mashed potatoes, light gravy, and sautéed green-beans. George was surprisingly, out. Her father never missed dinner, but he stormed out of the basement in a hurry and said he would return. The way he said the word return made Annabell shiver.

"…So you want to find out what lies beneath the house?" Loki grinned.

Annabell stopped and looked to the man who evilly chewed his steak tenderly. The basement? No! She wasn't allowed down there. But she had to admit she was curious. He was out and would be out the whole night, she just knew it. What could a 5 minute exploration do?

The petite woman eyed the tall, god-like man with suspicion as he happily munched on his dinner. She ate slowly and mulled the idea over for a moment. Steak finished and green-beans demolished, Annabell ate one of the last few bite of her potatoes while Loki sat there expectantly. He grinned ear to ear, he knew he had her. The curiosity was just too much.

"OKAY! FINE! Just stop looking at me like that!" Annabell exploded. Loki clapped his hands together and leapt up from his chair. A sigh passed her lips as she followed the mischievous man. With her luck, they would just open the basement door and Father would return.

But, luck was on her side. The two of them were down at the door and the whole house was silent. Father was not coming home to save her. She was alone, with Loki, and he had the door to the basement open and searched for a light. Annabell reached over and slapped the wall to the left as the over-head light flickered and a giant blue glow came from the bottom of the stairs.

"Still want to explore?" Loki asked with a quirked brow.

"…Why does it glow like that?" Annabell pushed past the black haired man and barreled down the stairs. A giant cat like grin grew on Loki's face. He rushed after the brunette who skidded around the L shaped stair-way and came to a screeched halt. Loki almost collided with her but stopped short when his eyes lay on the bright stone suspended in a glass case in the middle of the room.

It was covered, wall to wall with mechanics that beeped and lit up, a globe still spun on the right side wall. But there in the middle was the source of the glow. A small child's sized fist stone, smooth and blue. It had waves on its surface but it was the crystal color of a clean ocean. Loki eyed it lightly as Annabell bravely walked out towards the glass case.

"Annabell…" Loki warned but he could not stop the woman. Annabell put herself in front of the glass and placed her palm to the glass. It called her, her heart pulled her body towards the stone. It was too important; Father wouldn't just put it in a glass case in the basement if it was just a pretty rock. This was something powerful and supposed to be a secret.

"Why would…" Just as the words escaped her lips, the stone's light double and the room around her began to pulse. Like a heart-beat, Annabell was swept away with the sound. Loki clasped his hands over his ears as Annabell stood her ground and watched the stone. It pulsed with every heart-beat.

The glass cracked.

Inch by inch the cracks in the glass grew. Like vines, the crack spread all over the glass. Loki finally gained movement and lunged at Annabell as the heartbeat quickened. The stone wanted out! Loki snatched Annabell by the arm and yanked her back into his chest as he swiveled and turned his back. His feet barely stopped as the loud, ear-shattering sound of glass took over the room.

The cries of Annabell and Loki were drowned out by not only the glass but by the machines all turned red.

Then, in a breath, it all went silent. Loki opened his eyes to Annabell who stood, her body wracked from the sound, but in her grasp was something small and blue.

The stone, it lay in her hand and it pulsed like a heartbeat against her chest.

"What… is that?" Loki gasped.

"It's… a stone…" Annabell began to tear up as she looked to Loki. He went deathly still as she shook tremendously and clenched the stone. Her eyes grew larger as if knowledge began to seep into her, and it was nothing she wanted to remember. "It was made by my sister… she… It's a holding stone, a stone meant to hold anything; anything important… it's made by sacrificing a newborns heart onto the stone…"

Loki let go of Annabell as her knees buckled and she fell to the ground but still clutched the stone to her chest. Horror and disbelief registered on Loki's face as he looked to Annabell who began to sob.

"Why… why do you have a holding stone?" Loki questioned, unable to do anything else. Annabell gasped and sobbed harder as the stone grew brighter in her hand. He couldn't move, Loki could only watch as this woman deteriorated before him.

Then she shot her head up and let just three words burst from her lips that shook Loki and any idea he had in his head.

"Richard… Rick Henry…"

Author's Notes:

Okie doke, NOT A FLUFF CHAPTER! This is where the Plot really thickens. If you're following my tumblr, you knew some plot twists were coming. Well, here they are! I'm finally going to slowly explain what's going on, who these girls are and who the hell Richard Henry the 5th is.

To Kid23jk7: YAY YOU ARE READING ANOTHER ONE OF MY STORIES! I must not suck =)

To Denise-Radcliffe: Thank you for reading all of it and reviewing, it makes me update much faster knowing this story is getting the love it deserves. Hope to keep up to your standards

Also, keep an eye out for Sketchbookpianist and I's new Avenger's fanfic to come out... we're still working on a title and the actual work itself, so don't hold your breath till this weekend! Maybe! Soon, I promise! =)

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