Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Marvel characters in this story. I obviously do not own Marvel either. I do not own any artists or songs I include in the story/author's note. I wish I owned Loki, but I do not... I do own Mia. She is my own OC. :)

Chapter 11: The Earpiece

He smirked and my eyes started getting heavy. "Go to sleep. You need to rest those powers of yours. I need you at your best when we take New York." He said. I knew he was controlling me. I slowly fell to my knees. "No, no. I can't...hurt..." My mind started to drift off. The last thing I saw were Loki's shoes.

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Blackness and voices. My family. They taught me. My powers were extraordinary, they said. Use them for good. Help them. The people. He will use you, they all exclaimed in unison. "I miss you." I said."We died to protect you, Mia" they finally told me. "If we hadn't, he would have found you sooner. He would have found you when you were not ready. You are ready now. You can protect yourself on your own. We love you, Mia." "Don't leave me!" I yelled. "Not again." They spoke once more, this time as if they were right next to me."We will always be here. Remember that we will pick you up when you fall down. Save your friends. We are proud of you. Save the world."

I looked far into the blackness and saw what seemed like four, white figures standing together. The whiteness of them got brighter and brighter until I was blinded. I tried covering my eyes but doing that I realized my skin had taken on it's strange glowing, blue veins. Covering my eyes just made me see blue instead of white. The blue overcame my senses and I fell into a peaceful state.

And then screaming filled my hearing.

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I bolted upright and not realizing I was high up, fell off the bench I had been sleeping on. I fell right on my back and groaned in pain. I sat up on my elbows and looked around. I was still in the quinjet and Loki was sitting on the bench I had fallen off of. "How did I get up there." I asked in a grouchy voice.

"I picked you up." he said, blandly.

I thought about what had happened. I mentally threw Loki against the wall, I thought to myself, remembering. I chuckled softly, getting off track of what happened. I saw Loki looking at me strangely and my smile faded. I shook my head and got back on remembering why I fell asleep. Oh yes, I thought. He did it. He can still control me. I have got to fix that.

"Something cross your mind?" Loki asked, seeing my expression.

I looked up at him and shook my head. "Uh...no" I lied. He couldn't know that I was planning to revolt against his power, because if he did know he might as well use his scepter to put me fully under his control.

I jumped slightly when I felt a buzz in my ear. I lifted my hand and felt my earpiece. I had totally forgotten about it! "Would you mind if I went to the bathroom?" I asked, innocently.

He looked at me suspiciously. "Not at all." He replied.

I quickly stood up from the ground and hurried over to the bathroom in the back of the quinjet. Luckily the buzzing had not stopped before I got in and I answered desperately. "Hello?" I whispered. "It is Agent Noldas. Are you there?"

"Mia? Oh, thank god you are safe. I was worried sick." said the voice on the other end.

"Tony!" I half whispered-half yelled. "I need you to save me. I..." I trailed off, wondering if I should tell him about my powers.

"What is it? Mia, we are tracking you now. Tell me what you were saying."

I sighed and explained everything to him in as little time as I could. "Now I don't have time for a reaction, Tony. Loki is planning to use me and my powers to help take the world. If you don't get to me soon enough, New York is going to be in flames. It is his first target."

"That is it!" He exclaimed on the other end. "Thank you. We know where you are heading. We will find you in no time. Hang on. We will get you. Do not worry."

My attention was averted for a second as I heard someone knock on the bathroom door. "Mia, you have been in there for a while. What are you doing?" Loki asked on the other side.

I thought of something quick to say so he would leave. "What do you think I am doing? Go away." I smiled to myself, thinking of the reaction he might have had.

I heard a small huff of annoyance on the other side and footsteps walking away. "Good one." I heard Tony say though the earpiece. I snickered, quietly.

"Hurry on finding me." I said.

"We are. See you soon." Tony said and then the line went dead.

I sighed in relief, knowing that Tony was looking for me. I flushed the toilet and turned on the faucet, washing my hands to have the effect that I was in there to actually do what bathrooms were made for. I wiped my hands on a towel and opened the door. Before I could say a word to Loki, someone covered my mouth from behind. I realized that Loki was nowhere to be seen so I suspected it was him behind me.

I mumbled a couple uncomprehensive words. "Shh. Sh." He said to me. "Now, I can't let you try to make a break for it when we land, so sit tight and do not move." He pointed to the bench. I looked over at it, waiting for him to let me go, but he didn't. I did not know what he wanted until he jerked my head back roughly so he could look me in the eye. With his hand still covering my mouth he ordered more than asked "Agree?" as if I could actually answer him with words. I looked at him, then slowly nodded.

He was loosening his grip but before I could move away, he spun me around to face him. "Do not think on pulling any tricks." he sneered. He really is serious about this whole 'world domination' thing, I thought. What other reason would there be for his rough commands on making sure me, and my powers, do not escape from his reach?

I nodded quickly and pulled away from his grip. When he left the room to speak with his 'mind slave' pilot a weight suddenly lifted from my shoulders. I sighed. I guess that whenever I am in his presence I am extremely tense. Who wouldn't be, though. He was a god. The God of Mischief.

I sat down on the cold bench and placed my hands on either side of myself. I looked through the window of the quinjet and finally saw tall buildings below us. I knew that Loki told me to sit still but I had to see farther out. I looked over at the door to the pilot's chamber to make sure Loki was not coming. He wasn't, so I stood up quietly and made my way over to the window. I gripped the rims of it and peeked out as far as I could. We were in the midst of clouds so I could barely make out the buildings below anymore. I could tell it was a large city, though. And Loki just happened to have mentioned that we were heading to a big city. We were above New York.

"I am sorry" I whispered, as if all of New York could hear my apologies for what was coming their way.

I don't know whether this chapter is good or not :/. Writer's block was horrific when writing this. I hope to put up the next chapter soon. I have not even started that one, though. Well, thanks for reading, otherwise! :)