Hellooooooooooooooo everybody! Here is chapter three!
Disclaimer: I own nothing, only my OCs.
To Guest Reviewer: Troy and Chaos will be surviving the snap. As for them doing the final snap... well, let's not get ahead of ourselves here. We still have quite a way to go before we reach Endgame. And don't worry, Spiderman will be meeting Chaos in Civil War.
ENJOY!
Germany
The museum gala was in full swing. Soft violin music was being played, and the patrons drank and conversed with one another. But the gala was about to take a deadly turn.
Loki, his scepter in hand, casually strode along the floor above where the people were gathered. He and his 'henchmen' were here for one particular object; iridium. It was needed to stabilize the portal which Loki will soon use to bring in his invading army, the Chitauri. The iridium was securely locked away in a lab which was protected by an eye scanner. So, Loki is in search for one particular man who would have access to the lab.
The god looked over the stone railing and spotted his target. The curator was standing on a small wooden platform, speaking into a microphone in German. Grinning, Loki made his way down a spiral stone staircase and walked down another flight of stone stairs, his sights fixed on his target. Loki casually flipped his scepter into the air and let it twirl briefly before he grasped it again. A security guard noticed him and moved to take action, but Loki struck first, swinging his scepter and slammed it hard into the guard's face, knocking him down to the floor.
The crowd gasped in fright. The curator turned around to investigate, only for Loki to snatch him by the throat and forcibly dragged him over to a stone altar, where the god harshly flipped the curator onto it and pinned him there. Loki placed his scepter down and reached into his suit, pulling a metal gadget. He tapped the device's button and three spiked limbs, emitting whirring sound as it powered on. The blades in the middle began to spin around rapidly. Then, Loki plunged the device into the curator's right eye, sending the information to Clint, who at the moment was holding a similar device to the laboratory's eye scanner.
The people clamored in horror as they fled for the exit. Loki surveyed the panicked people, his eyes burning with malevolent mischief as the man below him twitched uncontrollably. The device beeped, signaling that the transferring of the information was complete. Loki pocketed the device and picked up his scepter.
It was now time to execute the next phase of the plan. Clint and his team require a distraction, giving them enough time to retrieve the iridium. And Loki could do just that. Slowly, the god followed the frightened people out of the museum doors, his clothes morphing into his golden Norse armor. He strode outside, still following the screaming crowds. Sirens echoed from the right side of the street. Loki turned his head to see a police cruiser jetting down the street. Loki merely raised his scepter and a blue beam escaped from it. It collided with the police cruiser, causing the vehicle to flip over.
The crowd cried out when another Loki suddenly appeared in front of them. "Kneel before me." The real Loki ordered. The crowd tried to escape from the area, only for another Loki to appear, then another, and another. Soon, the people were trapped, with nowhere to go. "I said…" Loki began before he slammed his scepter onto the ground, and it briefly flashed bright blue, as did the other scepters of the other Lokis. "KNEEL!" He shouted.
Fearfully, the people slowly dropped to their knees. Loki smiled devilishly. "Is not this simpler?" He kicked off as he moved through the crowd. "Is this not your natural state? It's the unspoken truth of humanity, that you crave subjugation. The bright lure of freedom diminishes your life's joy in a mad scramble for power, for identity. You were made to be ruled. In the end, you will always kneel." He finished, looking over the crowd of quivering people.
Then, the god spotted an elderly man slowly rising to his feet, causing the people to murmur. The old man's gaze landed on Loki. "Not to men like you." He said in defiance.
Loki scoffed. "There are no men like me."
"There are always men like you." The old man fired back.
Loki couldn't tell whether this man was either brave or stupid. No matter. If this fool had a death wish, then he would grant it. "Look to your elder people." The god called, pointing his scepter at the old man. "Let him be an example." He added menacingly.
He fired at the wide eyed old man. But Steve, in his Captain America outfit, landed in front of the man at the last second. Steve raised his shield and the shot bounced off it, hitting Loki instead. The god was caught off guard and was knocked off his feet. "You know, the last time I was in Germany and saw a man standing above everybody else, we ended up disagreeing."
Loki glanced up. "The solider." He spat before adding scornfully while standing up. "The man out of time."
"I'm not the one who's out of time." Steve replied in steel voice.
The quinjet flew in and hovered just behind Steve. A compartment opened and a chain gun lowered out. "Loki, drop the weapon and stand down." Natasha ordered over the PA system.
Instead of surrendering, Loki fired at the quinjet. But Natasha had anticipated it and swerved the aircraft out of the way. Steve threw his shield at Loki with enough force to knock a man down. But the god barely staggered. Steve's shield returned to him and the super soldier rushed up to Loki and slugged the god's face on the left side. Loki briefly glared at Steve before swinging his scepter. Steve brought up his shield and blocked the blow, but Loki quickly followed by swinging the rear of his scepter, hitting Steve in the abdomen. The super soldier was sent flying into the stone base of a nearby water fountain. Steve raised his head up and tossed his shield again. But Loki smacked it out of the air, and the shield clattered to the ground. Steve quickly closed the distance between himself and his opponent, throwing his fist at Loki. The mischief god evaded and swung his scepter horizontally. Steve ducked under to avoid the blow, but as soon as he stood up, Loki struck again, hitting the super soldier in the back. Steve grunted as he was sent flying again before crashing to the ground.
Loki stalked over to Steve and whacked the bottom of his scepter on Steve's head. "Kneel." The god commanded in a snarl.
In response, Steve smacked the scepter away from him. "Not today!" He retorted before roundhouse kicking Loki in the face, knocking the god back a few places.
Steve stood his ground well, but eventually Loki picked him up and slammed against the ground. Then, just when Loki was standing over Steve, he heard a snarl behind him. The god whirled around and a large clawed fist slammed into his face. The blow made Loki stagger back and before he could compose himself, the god was kicked in the chest and was sent rag dolling across the ground.
Chaos snarled as he assumed an animalistic fighting stance, spreading his claws. Loki's glaring eyes met the symbiote's jagged ones. "The Klyntar." The god sneered.
Both Chaos and his host were taken aback, but the symbiote's stance did not change. "You know what we are?"
Loki smiled unpleasantly. "Indeed I do." He said as he stood up. "Are you afraid of me, Mr. Winter? You cower behind your beast and let him do your dirty work?"
"Chaos, let me take the wheel." Troy insisted with a growl.
"Copy." The symbiote responded before he retracted back into his host.
Troy's eyes bored into Loki's. "I'm not sacred of you." He sneered as his arms were half way covered in his other's flesh. A curved and serrated black-silver blade formed underneath both of Troy's wrists. "Your move."
"Troy, that's not him." Chaos warned.
"What?" Troy demanded in bafflement.
"Behind us!"
Heeding the symbiote's warning, Troy spun around and crossed his blades over his chest to block a downward strike. Loki had teleported behind Troy and left a hologram of him to fool the host. The weapons of the fighters collided, sparks flying out and landing on the ground. Loki attempted to knee Troy in the stomach, but the host managed to block the blow with his leg. Loki broke off first, but Troy had no intention of giving the god any space, so the host lunged for him, swinging his blades rapidly. But each strike was met by a block from Loki's scepter. Seeing how his current attacks were having no effect, Troy jumped back and tried a new tactic. Two bladed tendrils shot out of him and they zipped through the air, heading for Loki. The god simply sidestepped the tendrils and the appendages quickly retracted back into Troy. But Loki acted first and fired a blast of energy. The beam hit Troy in the chest and the host fell onto his back with a grunt.
Inside the quinjet, Natasha kept aiming the craft's gun at Loki, but his fast movements were making it near impossible to get a shot on him. "The guy's all over the place." She said.
Suddenly, she heard a familiar, annoying, voice in her earpiece. "Agent Romanoff, did you miss me?"
The jet's control displayed a PA system override message as AC/DC's Shoot to Thrill blasted over the speakers. Natasha's face became irritated and she breathed out a sigh.
Down on the ground, Steve and Troy glanced up at the quinjet in confusion. "Fight music?" Chaos commented in puzzlement.
"I don't think Natasha would do that in the middle of a fight." Troy pointed out.
Then, they spotted a form streaking through the night sky. Tony Stark in his Iron Man suit came flying down and shoot two blasts at Loki, knocking the god off his feet.
Tony landed with a loud thud before standing up. The compartments of his suit opened, revealing various guns and small missiles, all of them pointed at Loki. Tony lifted his hands and the palms glowed, ready to expel the firepower they came packed with. "Make your move, Reindeer Games." He said calmly.
Steve and Troy joined Tony, standing on either side of him. Loki's eyes drifted back and forth between the three men and the quinjet hovering behind them. Then, Loki powered down, his armor disappearing, and slowly raised his hands in surrender. "Good move." Tony commented after he folded away his suit's weapons.
"Mr. Stark/Stark." Steve and Troy greeted.
"Captain. Winter." Tony addressed them back.
"So this is the famous Tony Stark?" Chaos asked his host.
"Famous, or infamous, depending on one's point of view." Troy clarified.
Once they got Loki onboard the quinjet and confiscated his scepter, Natasha and the pilot took them off, while Tony, Steve, and Troy kept a sharp eye on the god. Loki's presence was setting everyone on edge, and they wished for this trip to be over as soon as possible. "Is he saying anything?" Fury radioed in about half way into the flight.
"Not a word." Natasha replied.
"Just get him here. We're low on time." Fury said before the transmission ended.
During the entire flight, something had been gnawing at Steve. "I don't like it." The super soldier finally voiced it.
Troy raised an eyebrow. "What? Rock of Ages giving up?" Tony responded, his tone tense and annoyed.
"I don't remember it being that easy." Steve replied. "This guy packs a wallop."
Now that he mentioned it, Troy agreed with Steve. "You would think a god would put up a better fight." Chaos commented.
Troy narrowed his eyes sharply at Loki, who was sitting in the far corner of the jet. "It's like he wanted to lose."
"Well, you are pretty spry, for an older fellow." Tony's nonchalant voice brought Troy out of his musings. Steve glanced at Tony, picking up the slight hint of malice in the man's voice. "What's your thing? Pilates?" He asked mockingly.
"What?" Steve asked in confusion.
"It's like calisthenics." Tony explained tauntingly. "You might have missed a couple doing time as a Capsicle." Chaos snickered at the pun/insult.
Troy shifted uncomfortably as the tension between Steve and Tony grew. There was a pregnant pause before Steve said flatly, "Fury didn't tell me he was calling you in."
"Yeah, there's a lot of things Fury doesn't tell you." Tony replied cryptically.
Suddenly, there was a flash of lightning, followed by rumble of thunder in the distance. "Where's this coming from?" Natasha as the jet shook a little from the abrupt storm.
Steve glanced back and noticed Loki looking out intently. The god seemed… nervous. "What's the matter? Scared of a little lightning?" The super soldier asked tightly.
"I'm not overly fond of what follows." Loki answered dryly.
A bad feeling washed over the other occupants. "Something tells me we're about to have incoming." Troy voiced.
The words had barely left his mouth when the jet suddenly jerked. Something had landed on the craft. "You would be correct." Chaos said plainly. Steve, Tony, and Troy glanced upward before Tony went over and grabbed his helmet before putting it on. Tony pressed a button on a console on the wall to his left, opening the jet's rear hatch, ready to face the attacker head on.
"What are you doing?" Steve called out.
Tony ignored him and continued heading for the hatch. Then, a form dropped down on the hatch/ramp, revealing it to be a man with long blonde hair, wearing a red cape and grasping a hammer in his hand. Loki stared, fear etched on his face. Tony raised his glowing palm, but the stranger simply bashed his hammer against Tony's chest, knocking him down onto his back. A blade formed underneath Troy's wrist and he lunged for the attacker. Only for the newcomer to block the blade with his hammer before kicking Troy in the chest, also knocking him down onto his back.
The stranger then roughly snatched Loki by the throat and the two jumped out of the jet, disappearing into the clouds. Tony groaned as he and Troy rose to their feet. "And now there's that guy." The inventor of the Iron Man suit sighed.
"Another Asgardian?" Natasha called, glancing back.
"That guy's a friendly?" Steve questioned, since he had an idea who that was.
"Doesn't matter." Tony pointed out "If he frees Loki or kills him, the Tesseract's lost." He strode over to the open hatch, intending to jump out after the two runaway gods.
"Stark, we need a plan of attack." Steve called urgently.
"I have a plan. Attack." With that, Tony thrusted out the jet and disappeared in the clouds.
"Not a very good plan." Troy quipped sarcastically as he and Steve grabbed parachutes.
"I'd sit this one out, boys." Natasha advised them.
"I don't see how we can." Steve replied shortly.
"These guys come from legends, they're basically gods." Natasha added.
"There's only one God, ma'am." Steve responded. "And I'm pretty sure He doesn't dress like that."
Natasha looked back just in time to see Steve and Troy jump out of the jet. She rolled her eyes as she redirected her attention to the skies ahead. "Men."
Shortly, Steve and Troy landed on the floor of the forest and wasted no time in removing their parachute bags. "Find Loki. I'll go after Stark and the other Asgardian." Steve ordered.
"We're on it, Captain." Troy nodded before letting Chaos take the wheel and the symbiote dashed off into the forest in search of the target.
It did not take long for Chaos to find Loki. The god was sitting on the edge of a ridge, staring down at something below him. Loki heard the rapid, heavy footsteps and quickly stood up while spinning around. But Chaos managed to snatch him by the throat and lifted Loki into the air.
"Did you think you were going to get away?" Chaos asked in a sneer, drool dripping from his fangs. Despite himself, Loki couldn't help but feel unnerved at the sight of those razor sharp teeth, which were visible even in the dark.
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