Lokius C11

Authors note. Firstly. Thank you all for making me the N1 Lokius flick on wattpad. Im blown away. I've never been N1 even with my published books. Secondly. I noticed as Im writing/publishing on my phone it takes away formatting losing the POV changes, so Im going to make them clearer.

'Your Variant? Since when was he your variant? Does someone have a little crush?' Sylvie demanded, 'We have a mission to focus on, not your love life.'

'My feelings for Loki have nothing to do with this. He is a Loki, he betrayed me, as did you. So, tell me. Why should we continue with this alliance when I can't trust you.'

'Because, you know the truth behind the TVA. Whatever your personal feelings for us, you know that what we are doing is right. The sacred time line needs to break free.'

'Why did you take my variant? We needed him here to distract attention from you. I was going to let him get to the golden elevator.'

'He could have died if there had been traps.'

Mobius sighed, 'Once I would have cared if he did, but now. Let him. I'll torture him a little and stage a little accidental break out.'

'You don't have it in you.'

'You have no idea what I have in me.'

'Why don't you two go have some angsty make up sex so we can get this mission back on track?'

Mobius glared at Sylvie refusing to dignify that with an answer, he turned and left.

'Don't forget protection.' She taunted as the door shut. Laughing as she heard him walking away.

POV CHANGE!! Loki

'Mobius!' Loki shouted as the prison door shut. It was too late, he had missed his chance. So much for being silver tongue as he had been known on Asgard.

Talking of Asgard, this room seemed very familiar. Why would Mobius send him home? Surely not to have his mother tell him that he was worthless? Then Sif turned the corner holding out her hair that he had cut while she was sleeping. 'Oh no.' He mumbled.

'You!'

'Sif'

'You conniving, craven, pathetic worm! You did this!'

'Did what?'

Sif slaps his face hard.

'Ow.'

'I hope you know you deserve to be alone and you always will be.'

'Oh all right, a bad memory prison. How quaint.'

Sif knees him, and punches Loki. Leaving him groaning on the floor as she storms out.

Loki pulls himself back upright. 'Some punishment, I know exactly what I did after that. I went and had a nice hot bath, and a glass of wine and never thought about it again. Because it was just a bit of fun.'

Sif enters again, the actions repeat with Loki finding himself on the ground again. 'Time loops, how lovely.'

The loop repeated over and over. Whatever Loki did. He tried ordering, appealing to Sif's good nature, asking, bribing, even shouting at her. And still the loop ended the same way. With him gasping in pain on the floor. This was going to be a long day.

POV CHANGE:Mobius

He sat in Renslayers office trading banter and a few glasses of whisky. He was used to this game, masking his true feelings, pretending to be her friend. Tonight was harder than usual. Maybe he did need sleep and some time away from Loki's. He couldn't shake Sylvie's comments he needed a good fuck. His mind trailed away from the conversation thinking about Loki naked. Loki spread across his bed. Then Loki mouthing 'come what may' came into his head unbidden. He needed to know what Loki had meant by that.

Renslayer noticed the change in him, 'Mobius, whats wrong? This was a huge win, you should be happy.'

'Just tired I guess, too much time with Loki's. At least after the interigationd of Loki and Sylvie I can take a break from the mind of their kind.'

'Oh, don't worry about Sylvie, I'll handle her personally.'

'But I think that I could gain extra incite from working with both Loki's. And I would like to talk to Hunter C-12 as well.'

'You can't'

'I can handle the pressure, its just a couple more days and then I promise to take some time off.'

'Mobius, she's dead. C-20 died, soon after you brought her in.'

Now alarm bells started going off in Mobius's mind. 'She seemed like she was becoming more lucid.'

'Soon after that, she had a mental crash, started talking crazy. We tried to sedate her, but it was too late. Her mind just burnt out. I can't risk the variant doing the same to you. My best analyst.'

Mobius drank the remains of his drink in one go, Renslayer topped the glass off trying to distract him with a polite scolding about using coasters. They returned a few lines of banter about her artefacts and her secret analyst. As she turned to place her latest prize, Mobius swapped their tempads. There was something a little fishy going off here and it wasn't the cod that Loki kept teasing Casey about.

Renslayer offered to top his glass off again, 'Come let us drink to the future, and no more Loki's.'

'Can I raincheck for after we interrogate and prune both?'

'Mobius, you barely had one drink.'

'Three, and I am tired. C-20 is a huge loss to us. I think I need some rest before I go back in with my variant.'

'So be it, tomorrow night after the prunings. We will open a fresh bottle.'

Mobius nodded, walking out. As soon as he was out of sight, he hurried back to Sylvie's cell. Banging the door open. 'Enchant me.' He asked.

'Mobius, what? Why would I?'

'I need to know, if Renslayer has taken my memories from after I started work at the TVA.'