Steve's POV
Steve leans against the wall, waiting for y/n to come out. She is interrogating Loki, after Loki's request to speak with her. Steve worries for her. Y/n is new to superheroing, and Loki isn't known as the god of mischief for nothing. He doesn't want y/n getting hurt.
Suddenly, Wanda comes, strutting down the hallway. "Wanda, everything okay?" Steve asks. Wanda doesn't answer, and comes close to Steve. "Wanda?" Wanda remains silent, and Steve grows worried. He looks into her bright green eyes. Red wisps gather around her hands. Steve looks worriedly into her glowing red eyes as she wields her power. At least, they should be red. Instead they're green.
"Crap!" Steve says as he dodges her blast of energy. FRIDAY blasts an alarm. Darn you, Loki! "Y/n, are you okay?" Steve asks as he and the other Avengers try to stop Wanda.
"Yeah, I'm fine. What's going on out there?" Y/n answers.
"When Loki knocked out Wanda, he must have done something to her."
After a few minutes, y/n shouted, "Steve, we've got a problem!"
"What is it, y/n," Steve asks anxiously.
"We locked up one of Loki's fake selves."
Steve cusses, desperate for y/n. "Where is Loki, y/n? Do you see him?"
The response is static.
Steve rips the comms out of his ears. "Y/n's in there alone with Loki, who's not in his cell. Loki did something to Wanda to distract us!" he shouts to the team.
Peter falls off the ceiling next to Steve after Wanda attacks him. Steve and Clint check to make sure he's okay. "Mr Barton, Miss Romanoff told me something she did when you were mind controlled by Loki. Mental recalibration, I think?"
"Should work," Clint says. "Buck! Mental recalibration!"
"Already on it!" Bucky shouts back as he rams his flesh fist into the back of Wanda's head. Wanda falls onto the ground, and Vision is immediately at her side. "Sorry, Vis. I tried to hit only just hard enough to knock her out."
"I understand, Sergeant Barnes," Vis says, completely forgiving.
"Vis, stay here with Wanda. Everyone else, let's deal with Loki," Tony says.
Sam tries to open the door, but it doesn't budge. "Will someone with super strength do something about this?" he says as he steps aside.
"Indeed, my friend," Thor says as he knocks Mjolnir into the door, sending it flying into the room.
The Avengers storm in, ready to help y/n and stop Loki.
"Hello, Avengers," Loki says menacingly, or rather, the Lokis. Loki is using magic to make illusion versions of himself, twenty of them. Each one of them is carrying an unconscious y/n.
"Brother, what is the meaning of this?" Thor shouts.
"Someday, you'll understand," Loki says pensively. He snaps out of his thoughts. "For now though, it's my little secret."
"Let y/n go!" Steve shouts, worry filling his eyes.
"Unfortunately for you, Captain, you don't have the option to tell me what to do."
"And you have limited options as well," T'Challa says. "Let her go, and maybe we can conduct in a civilized manner."
"Tempting bargain, your Highness, but no."
"Thor, is there a way to know which Loki is the real Loki?" Scott asks. Steve looks around and sees Scott is nowhere in sight. He smirks. Scott certainly knows how to use the element of surprise.
"Yea, the fake ones will let an airborn object right through it," Thor muttered.
"On it. Stall for me."
"Why y/n, Loki? You didn't break out until I let her in, why her?" Steve asks, trying to give Scott time.
"I was curious. Besides, I can't abduct someone who's insufferable. Gods, I'd probably give some of you back."
"I'm gonna take that as a compliment," Tony says, already knowing Loki is referring to him.
"Okay, guys! The real Loki is the second to the left and I'm right above him! Do you want me to attack? I'm afraid that if I do, I'll hurt y/n," Scott says.
"Anyway you can attack without hurting her?" Steve mutters.
"I'll probably be fine, I'm just paranoid. I'm super worried about y/n," Scott says.
"Aren't we all?" Natasha says softly. "Go for it."
Scott enlarges as he contacts Loki's shoulder, whipping around them, trying to get him to fall over. Loki doesn't budge and uses Scott's momentum against him, knocking him to the ground. "Fools! I'm no mortal, I'm a frost giant! Your strength is insignificant compared to mine!"
"Yep, did not think of that," Scott says as he stands up. "Just hand y/n over, and it'll be a heck of a lot simpler, Loki."
Loki laughs. "Certainly not. Farewell." Loki uses magic to create dozens more illusions until there is at least fifty in that room. Steve tries to keep up with the real Loki, but soon looses him in the ground. He can't throw his shield at the Lokis in order to find the real one; it could hurt y/n or another member of the team. Then suddenly, all the Lokis are gone.
"Wanda!" we hear from the hallway. Steve runs to see what's happened.
"Oh no!" he says.
Wanda's POV
Wanda almost screams in pain, but the sound can't come out. She starts walking, but she isn't controlling herself. What's happening?
"That would be me, Miss Maximoff," a voice says in Wanda's mind.
Loki?
"Indeed it is."
What are you doing?
"I need a little help in my escape plan."
I'm not helping you!
"You don't have much of a choice, my dear."
Wanda tries to fight against Loki's commands, but it's in vain. "You're mine now."
What do you want?
"I need a distraction."
What are you doing?
"Oh, espionage, escape, abduction, the usual."
Are you abducting me?
"Oh, I was considering it. I considered you and Captain Rogers, but I found someone better."
Who?
"Y/n."
No! Not y/n! Take me instead! You're already controlling me!
"Alas, but I need a distraction, and that would be you."
And how are you going to get to y/n?
"This might be a little disorientating, but it's perfectly normal for this spell."
What spell?
Suddenly, Wanda was seeing two things at once. In one field of vision, she saw the hall in front of her, and Steve leaning against the wall. In the other field, she saw y/n through a glass wall, presumably through Loki's vision.
No!
"Oh, but it's too late, Miss Maximoff. The distraction starts...now!" Suddenly, Wanda unwillingly throws a ball of energy at Steve.
No! Loki, stop! Please! I'll help you some other way, just stop this now!
"Oh, but this is too fun!"
Steve looks at Wanda is surprise and confusion. "Wanda?"
"Oh, don't worry. I'm not going to make you kill them. Injure, maybe, but what's the fun in death?"
Please! Stop!
"No, how about we focus on y/n and I, shall we? You don't need to worry about the other Avengers, do you?" Wanda suddenly is forced solely into Loki's vision, unable to see what is happening in the hallway. She watches helplessly as Loki attacks y/n.
Please, don't hurt her!
"Don't worry, I don't intend to." Loki sends a bright green flash of light at y/n, hitting her in the chest. It stops her from using her powers.
Please, don't make me watch, Loki.
"I'm a bit busy at the moment and that magic is complicated."
Loki and y/n fight, but Wanda knows y/n will lose. Loki is a better fighter, and without her powers...
"You aren't too bad, y/n. Besides, we'll have plenty of time to improve your skills," Loki tells y/n.
"What do you mea-" Wanda gasps as Loki thrusts the hilt of a knife into her skull.
"This is what I mean?" Loki whispers as he catches y/n's limp body.
Please, don't, Loki!
"Oh, Wanda, someday you'll understand."
Ow!
"Oh, your friend, Barnes, just knocked you out. But let's keep you right here right now."
Why are you doing this?
"I have my reasons."
Wanda watches as the Avengers try and fail to stop Loki from disappearing with y/n.
Please!
"I have one more thing I need from you, Miss Maximoff." Wanda's vision switched to her, attacking Vision.
No!
"Oh, yes! You're going to fight your friends until I get y/n to the safety of my lair. Don't worry, I still won't use you to kill them. And once I get away, I'll leave your head. For now."
Please!
But Loki didn't respond to Wanda's screams and begging, forcing her to fight until he left.
Loki's POV
Loki smiles contently as he, through the use of magic, watches as the Scarlet Witch stops the Avengers from even leaving the Compound. Sighing, he stops controlling Wanda's body. Fun can only last so long, Wanda.
"Where did you take y/n? Wherever you are, we'll find you!"
And I welcome your attempts, but you won't find her. She's my little pet now, and you won't be getting her back.
"Please..."
Loki didn't respond, and cut Wanda's end of the communication. Loki focused on his reality: a living room with sparse amounts of furniture. He gently places y/n on a sofa, brushing h/c hair out of her face, smiling.
Now, for the next phase of my plan.
Y/n's POV
You wake up, your head throbbing. You groan, neck sore, presumably from sleeping in an odd position. You woke up in a sitting position, but you didn't want to get up yet, so you tried to go back to sleep. You couldn't hear anything around you, so you assumed the other Avengers had dealt with everything. Unable to sleep, you move your arm to rub your sore neck. Except, your arm is being stopped at your wrist from moving by something coarse.
You flicker your eyes open, curious to know what is happening. The room you're in is dark, and it takes a few minutes for your pupils to dilate. Squinting, still not adjusted to the lack of lighting, you look to see where you are. You see a table with some items on it, but you can't tell what the items are. Beside the table is a chair and a bar stool. The floors are tile and the walls are cement. You shiver, the temperature being lower than you'd like. A few lights dangle from the ceiling, but aren't turned on. A heavy looking steel door is several feet in front of you. You move your attention to yourself. You're seated on a semi-comfortable wooden chair. You're arms are stuck to the sides. You bend over to see that your wrists and arm just below your shoulders are tied to the chair. Growing steadily worried, you struggle against the coarse rope, but you can't unravel it. Curious, you kick your legs, or, rather, try to kick your legs. You bend as far forward as you can to see ropes tying your ankles to the wood in the chair near the bottom, attaching the two front legs together.
Where the heck am I? you think as you struggle against the bonds. You recount everything you can remember since Thor came back. Loki's on Earth. He was in Queens, so you and the other Avengers went and captured him. Steve asked you to interrogate Loki. During the interrogation, the others were attacked and Loki attacked you. He used magic to stop you from using your powers. Then he said something odd, something about time to improve your skill. Before you could ask what the heck he was talking about, he knocked you out. Oh, gosh! Did Loki kidnap me?!
You try everything to escape. You try physical strength (not strong enough to break the ropes), your powers (still can't use them), and undoing the knots (too complex to do with one hand), but it was all in vain.
"Hello, my darling," a smug voice says. You look up and see Loki standing a few feet away at you, smirking at your plight. While you were preoccupied trying in vain to escape, he must've entered the room.
"What do you want?" you say hostilely.
"Touchy, aren't we?" Loki mused. "I want a lot of things, and you happen to be one of them. One of the few things I want that I have, in fact."
"Why me?"
Loki comes closer, right next to your chair and begins to circle around you. "Several reasons."
"Like?"
"Oh, I couldn't stand abducting some of your friends. Insufferable, I tell you! I applaud you for the patience you must have to live in the same building as them. I considered Captain Rogers and Miss Maximoff, but you fit my other requirements better than they do."
"And what are your other requirements?" you ask, getting annoyed with Loki's vague answers.
"Now, let's save that for later, my dear," Loki says as he plays with your hair as he circles around you. You straighten and tense as he does.
"Let me go!" you say desperately.
"I'm afraid I can't, my pet." Loki comes in front of you. He reaches his hand out, and you flinch. He places a cold hand on your face, shifting your gaze to lock into his piercing green eyes. He is gentle, but firm, meaning you can't break away. You hold your breath, terrified. "You're going to stay down here as long as I need you here. As you know, magic is hindering the use of your powers. You're bound with Asgardian rope—even if you had a mortal knife, you wouldn't be able to cut them." Loki moves his hand and you exhale. He brushes your hair behind your ears as he smiles gently. "But fear not, my darling. I don't intend to hurt you. In fact, you're much safer now that I have you. You're friends, I'm not so sure what will become of them yet."
"You do with one of them. You mind controlled my friend!"
"Oh, yes, the Scarlet Witch. I did mind control her, didn't I? Don't worry, as of right now, none of your friends are hurt. She and I had a nice little telepathic conversation while I abducted you, and the rest of the team won't think she betrayed you. And I can turn the mind control on and off. It's off, for now, at least." Loki moves behind you and puts his cold hands on your neck. You try to get away from his hands, but the bonds don't let you move much. He begins to massage your neck in its sore spots, which, on the one hand, feels really good, but on the other hand creeps you out. "Have you ever been abducted before?" Loki asks quietly.
"N-no," you say nervously. You are new to being a superheroine, and, despite the commonness of the risk, you had yet to be captured by the enemy.
"I wouldn't expect so. Captain Rogers and Miss Maximoff seemed quite protective of you, as I'd assume the rest of your team is. If another were to capture you, that would be unfortunate for the captor." He pauses, and you sit, struggling a little, tense, while Loki massages your neck. "I'd assume you've heard...negative things about captivity. While I'm sure it's still not the best situation you could be in, I certainly won't treat you foully. In this instance, you are both my captive and my guest. Does this feel better?" Loki moves his hands away from you and you gasp in surprise. What used to be pain has changed into some other sensation. It isn't numb, no, you can feel it. It's more like the feeling you get when you are in a hot tub: relaxed, loose, pleasurable.
"How?"
"Magic. But tell me, does it feel better, or do I need to try another sensation?"
"Yeah, it feels better," you say in amazement.
"Anything for my guest."
"Anything? How about freedom?"
"I can only kidnap one Avenger, my pet. I can't kidnap Captain Rogers for you."
"Not that freedom!"
"Hm? What other freedom is there?" Loki says with a joking smile. He heads for the door. "I have places to be, my dear, but I'll return shortly. Don't burn the house down. I've heard that's a farewell expression on Midgard, and it is particularly appropriate now, don't you think?"
"Haha, very funny," you say in annoyance.