Boom, update.
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Indries was not a stupid woman. In fact she was quite clever. She was a trained Seductress and even better conversationalist. She however did have one issue. It had been Loki, but now that issue was Natasha Romanoff and the woman's constant suspicious glare. The woman's eyes seemed to follow her every move. It had become tedious when Indries attempted to coo at her fiancé.
Romanoff had a natural ability to weed out people like Indries. So Natasha no longer trusted her. That would not be so bad if Thor also hadn't turned on her. The God's handsome face was always bank when he looked upon her. A trait she bet he received from his brother. Thor's love for his brother having won over Indries's natural charm. Of course Barnes soon followed, having become smitten with Loki. Barton seemed weary but unsure what to say or do. Rogers was sweet of course.
His gentlemanliness outweighing much logic. He was weary of her, but not spiteful. Banner was hard to read. The man remained aloof and plain faced at all times. Indries doubted he had much thought on her other than Tony's well being.
And Tony.
Beautiful, suave Tony.
The man she had managed to seduce away from the God of Mischief. The man she managed to charm with her slowly honey smile and wide dark eyes. The man who would do anything to please her. He now became distant. The reasoning had confused Indries until she realized that the Avenges were beginning to suck out her poison. So, she had to work twice as hard to get him back.
She had not trained so hard and so deeply just to be spurned. She had not gone through pain ad humiliation just to watch it burn. She was Indries Moomjii. Woman, proud and fierce. Seductress, tempting and daring. And she would not lose to the likes of Loki Laufeyson.
Loki
The one who seemed to plague Tony at night. The one he cried out for when he was racked with night terrors. The God was like a demon, slipping into Tony's dreams; into his mind and festering. Something about that long legged, thin lipped bright eyed God seemed to entice Tony in a way Indries couldn't even with al her beauty and poise.
She stood staring out the window in silence watching rain drops hit the window and roll down the glass in interest. Behind her, she listened to the monitor of the Avengers meeting two miles down the road.
"-I'm just saying it seems risky."
"It's the only lead we've got. Doom's planning something big and only Loki knows what to do."
"He doesn't have his powers anymore." Steve stated.
"Actually…" Thor's voice began. "Actually what?" Came Clint's worried tone.
"He discovered last week that his Jotun powers have remained intact."
"His what?" Bucky asked.
"Jotun," Tony murmured. "Frost Giant."
"You've seen?" Thor questioned.
"Yeah, he's shown me. It looks…it looks neat." The man admitted. She heard a scoff, probably Barton. "He won't agree."
"He might, now that he knows he's no longer powerless." Bruce stated.
"I'm not asking."
"Me neither."
"Don't look at me, I'm not doing it."
"I will." Bucky offered.
"Nay, I shall.
"How can you even be sure he'd agree. Not after the shit he went through." Clint murmured. Another beat of silence.
"It's the only chance we've got."
Indries turned towards the screen and turned off the television with a scowl.
Thor had returned to the loft that night. Loki had been lounging on the couch reading and did not look up from his book. "Dinner's in the microwave." He murmured, turning a page. "What did you prepare?"
"Minute rice and steak."
Thor took the food from the microwave thanking his sibling who grunted in response. Thor sat down beside his brother picking at the food. Loki glanced up from the page, noticing that Thor hadn't eaten. "Is it not to your liking?' He questioned. Thor shook his head. "It is not that brother."
"Then what?" Loki asked, setting his book down. Thor stirred his food for a moment. "You and Doom have made acquaintance?" He asked softly. Loki nodded unhappily. "The fool wishes for me to join him."
"Why won't you?"
"He and I have different goals. Mine no longer match his." Loki replied simply. Thor nodded absently and Loki scoffed. "Spit it out Thor." He stated. Finally Thor leant back against the couch. "We need your help."
"We?"
"…The Avengers." Loki stared. Thor stood and began to pace nervously. "Doom is plotting something and we lack the ability to figure out what it is. You're the only one that could convince him otherwise."
"Convince him?'
"Spy on him. Figure out what his plan is and tell us."
Loki snorted. "And why, pray tell would I do that?" He asked lazily. Thor turned to face his sibling. "I know…we have no right to ask this of you bu-"
"I decline your request." Loki stated evenly. He stood taking his book with him. Thor took a desperate step towards Loki. "You will be rewarded. Anything you want. I will get it for you." Loki cocked his head to the side. "Don't say things you can't do Thor. It is quite unbecoming."
"Please."
"No. This discussion is over." Loki turned on his heel, stalking towards the stairs.
"I can convince the All-Father to return your powers to you!" Thor suddenly cried out desperately. Loki stopped midstride. His fingers tightening on the banister. His silence seemed to give Thor courage for he approached his brother desperately.
"I'll contact Heimdall, call for father, anything. I'll make sure your powers are restored to you."
"You think Odin would agree?"
"I know not. But I will fight for it if I must. Father declared that you have to earn your powers back. How else but to help me." Silence hung over the room. Loki stared ahead, his face impassive. Thor shifted slightly, uneasily from one foot to the other. Loki's grip on the banister loosened and he glanced at Thor over his shoulder.
"You will have them completely restored?"
"Yes."
"No tricks?"
"None."
"What if Odin refuses."
"Then I shall go to mother and she will make sure they are returned." Thor replied firmly. Loki tutted, his fingers tapping the banister for a moment. "Fine. What is it that I need to do?"
Thor's face broke into a relieved smile. "Thank you Loki." He murmured. "You will…you will need to accompany me to Avengers Tower." Loki closed his eyes. "Lovely."
When the elevator door opened, every Avenger nearly snapped their neck to watch Thor and Loki walk out. Thor was smiling brightly, while Loki remained aloof. Steve approached Loki and quietly thanked him, to which Loki nodded curtly. "What do you already know about Doom's plan?" The captain questioned.
"I know nothing?"
"That's a load. You guys never compare notes?" Clint called out. Loki eyed the archer. "Did you expect Victor and I to cuddle before a fire and gossip about the Avengers?"
Clint's silence proved that, that was indeed what he thought. Loki scoffed.
"No. I do not associate with the man."
"Has he ever expressed interest in you joining him?" Natasha asked arms crossed. Loki nodded. "He has attempted to convince me."
"Why say no?"
"I don't enjoy working with others." Loki replied easily. Clint snorted. All the while, Tony stood towards the back, not looking at the God. Steve nodded. "Well either way, we cant thank you enough for helping."
"I'll be sure to thank him later." Bucky teased, earning laughter from Clint while Thor looked affronted. Loki shot Bucky a withering glare and Bucky's smile faded. "Sorry, not going to do that." He muttered. Loki turned away from Bucky and back to Steve.
"Do not assume I am here because I am interested in your little rag tag group. I am simply here because I have received an offer I refused to resist." Steve nodded while Clint rolled his eyes.
"Understood. Shall we?" He motioned towards the door and Loki moved to follow. The group walked into what looked like a meeting room. They gathered around a large table and Natasha handed Loki the files on Doom. He read over them in silence while the Avengers studied him. Loki snorted as he read the schematics.
"What would you have me do?" He finally asked. Bruce cleared his throat. "We wire you, send you in and Doom's always been…interested in you. He'd jump at the chance to convince you to join him." Loki handed the files back to Natasha. "I…I lack my abilities as you well know are depleted. Other than my birth right abilities, I am powerless."
"But you don't need your powers."
"What if something goes wrong and I need to defend myself."
"Than use those other powers of yours." Clint commented.
"Too risky."
"There will be backup." Steve assured him. Loki eyed the group. "I will need to be able to defend myself if necessary."
"And you will." Thor stated. Loki leant back slightly, lips pursed. "Very well. When?"
"Tonight."'
Loki followed Bruce down the hall, on his way to get wired. He was surprised when the door opened and Indries Moomii sauntered out. Her eyes met Loki. She stopped short, her mouth opening in shock. She turned toward Bruce.
"What is he doing here?" She hissed.
"He's working on something with us."
"Do you think I'm stupid?"
'Yes'
"I don't want him here," She whirled on Loki who was smirking. "What the hell are you up to? I swear if –"
"Indries, leave him." Indries turned to see Tony exiting the office, a coke in hand. She eyed him. "Why is he here?"
"He's helping us with something." Tony replied with a careless shrugged.
"Oh. You're ex flame is helping you with something."
"Uhh, yeah that's what I said." Tony stated with a scowl. Indries blinked. Her glare returned to Loki. "You…don't…" She knew she couldn't say anything in front of Tony so instead she lifted up her nose. "Well then Anthony. I hope you are careful." She sated primly. She sauntered away from Loki, stopping at Tony to kiss him slowly. He pulled back.
"Later." He murmured. She pulled back unhappily and storied away, her heels clicking on the floor. Tony turned to Loki. "Sorry." He murmured, unable to look him in the eye. Loki gave him no response and turned back to Bruce who shifted and nodded at Loki. "This way." He murmured. Tony trailed after the pair down the labs. Loki recognized the lab from the time he used to wander down to hackle Stark. He and Stark had probably had sex on every surface there. Bruce ushered Loki into a chair and went searching for the wires. Tony began to tinker with his items.
"Would you be able to take off your shirt?" Bruce asked. Loki did so without a word, pulling it over his head and laying it down beside him. Bruce approached Loki with the wires, when his phone went off. Brue scowled and quickly handed the wiring to Tony reaching for his phone.
"It's Fury." He muttered. "Ignore him. That's what I do." Tony stated looking at the wires with mild interest. Bruce ignored him. "Can you wire him?" He asked, walking from the lab while Tony sputtered after him.
"Bruce! Brucie!" He called out only to be ignored.
For the first time in over a year. Since the breakup, they were alone together. Tony looked down at the wires. "So…do you…" He held up the wires and Loki stared I silence. Tony cleared his throat awkwardly.
"Well, pretty much these wires act as a microphone of sorts. Whatever either of you says, transfers to us." He placed one of the wires against Loki's stomach, using the tape to stick it. Loki allowed him toward him in silence. "If something goes wrong. Someone. Probably Thor will come crashing in or you can use your Jotun powers." He murmured, pressing the last one over Loki's left nipple. He tapped the microphone and nodded to himself. He grabbed Loki's sweater and handed it t him. Loki took it in silence, carefully putting it on. Tony stepped back so Loki could stand up. Loki met Tony's eyes, and tony opened his mouth to speak again, when Bruce opened the door.
"Fury says we're all ready." He stated, glancing from Tony to Loki who looked away from Tony and nodded. "Very well." He stalked from the lab after Bruce, leaving Tony standing alone. Tony shifted, looking down at his feet uncomfortably. Sine when had Loki made him feel so guilty?
It was infantile how easy it was to get into Doom's good graces. Loki was charming. Loki already fascinated Doom and the idea that he wished to join Doom was mind blowing.
"Doom thought you were romantically linked to The Winter Soldier."
"Hardly," Loki laughed. "He is more of an entertainment than anything else." Loki stated with a little smile. Doom stared at Loki through his mask. A bit unnerving to speak the truth but Loki merely smiled.
"Why are you now interested in joining me?" Doom questioned, linking his fingers. Loki chuckled. "I have been out of the business for too long now. I figured it was high time I returned to the field."
"With me?"
"Whom else is competent enough?" Loki snorted. Dr. Doom gazed at Loki carefully. "Doom is glad that you have decided to join me. Will this be a partnership or perhaps more of collaborators?' Loki shrugged lazily. "Both perhaps. You and I are both much to smart to act as partners, but we surely can make something work."
"Excellent." Doom stood. "Allow me to show you around my lair." He offered. Loki swore he could hear Baron snickering. Loki smiled. "I would be honored."
At the tower, the team listened as Doom rattled on. The idiot's ego was far to inflated. He was giving Loki everything. Loki hummed in response, asked him own questions ad Doom answered easily. Clint had popped a bowl of popcorn and listened while he ate snickering at Doom's boasts. Thor sighed, rubbing his temples. "How is Doom such a powerful adversary? He lacks any tact and humbleness." Natasha raised an eyebrow at Thor but he missed it.
An hour later, Loki said his goodbyes to Doom who merrily bid him a goodnight. Another hour later, Loki arrived back at the tower. A grinning Steve who congratulated him on his success greeted him. Loki removed the wires as Thor fluttered around him. "Stark says he will be going through the recording device. Thank you brother. We shall go to the All-Father on my name day." Loki smirked at his sibling. "Good. I am looking forward to it."
"Will you stay for a bit longer? We can purchase food and go home." He offered, as Clint handed out Cokes to the group. Handing one to Loki who looked at it curiously.
"I'm too tired to wait around. Bring something home." Loki replied after thanking Clint.
"You will be fine on your own?" Thor questioned and Loki rolled his eyes. "Do stop suffocating me Thor. What are you? Mother?" Thor grinned. "Hardly. I shall see you later, brother." He bid his goodbyes and thanks along with the Avengers. Loki kissed Bucky goodbye and told Thor not to forget the food. Thor returned to the group with a large smile, drinking his Coke happily.
"A job well done team." He stated, holding his drink up for a toast. "Here, here." Clint intoned and the clinked their cans, taking a deep swig.
Loki walked up the steps towards his door in silence. His keys jingled in his fingertips. He unlocked and opened the door. Stepping in, he tossed his keys onto the counter turning the lights on he made his way to the kitchen.
Walking into the kitchen, he opened the fridge to grab a bottle of water. Suddenly, the door was slammed shut. Looking up, Loki saw a shadowy face. The figure suddenly shoved him across the kitchen. Hitting the counter, Loki's back jammed into the drawer handle. He flinched in pain and fled towards the door.
The figure. A man, charged after Loki tackling him around the waist and forcing him to the floor. Loki cried out as his elbow smashed onto the solid floor. He threw his head back, knocking against the man's mouth. The man fell back with a grunt of pain and Loki attempted to get to his feet. The attacker however did not stop his attack, dragging Loki by the ankle. He shoved Loki onto his back so the God was staring at the ceiling. He struggled furiously, the man unable to hold him down.
With a snarl, Loki tensed. His skin turning a deep shade of blue. A pained grunt escaped the man's lips and he fell over; Loki shoved him off rolling on to his stomach. The man swore under his breath and Loki looked up towards his attacker. He felt a liquid suddenly get splashed onto his back. Loki turned in confusion, eyebrows furrowed at the odd smell.
A light suddenly lit and Loki looked towards the man, his eyes widening in shock. Before he could utter a word, the man tossed the lit match towards Loki. The flames instantly consumed the God. A scream of agony escaped Loki's lips, as the flames ate at his flesh. He thrashed desperately attempting to put out the flame.
The man casually walked passed Loki's screaming figure and strode out the door, closing the door behind him. All the while, Loki scream and screamed. The pain consuming him.