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The only I character I own is Trista all others belong to Marvel.
Sorry I haven't been updating for a while, school is becoming overwhelming.
Chapter 3
As soon I dropped Banner off at the lab, I was immediately contacted by Fury via headpiece, to gear up and meet Romanov in the hanger. I quickly changed into my uniform and ran towards the hanger. I met Romanov and Steve in the the hanger. We left the Helicarrier in small plane towards Stuttgart, Germany, where Loki had been spotted. We arrived just in time to see a large group of people kneeling to Loki. Steve jumped out, hitting the ground just in time to block a charge of energy that was being blasted at an elderly man who had dared to stand up to Loki.
This is where I stepped in leaping out of the plane and landing on my feet. I stood up and quickly took in my surroundings figuring out the best course of actions to take. My eyes landed on Loki who stood glaring at Steve. I barreled towards him when he raised his scepter as if he was going to launch another ball of energy this time aimed at Steve. I rammed into Loki's side, throwing him across the stone steps of the courtyard, and knocking the scepter out of his hands.
"You pathetic mortal, you shall pay for that," Loki spat. "We'll see about that," I growled as we wrestled for control. Finally taking him out with a right hook to the jaw. "Holy shit, take it easy," I heard a voice say from overhead. I looked up and groaned seeing that it was Stark, in his Iron Man suit. Shaking my head I slapped handcuffs onto Loki's wrists and picked up the scepter gingerly in my hands trying not to touch it with my bare hands. Pulling Loki up by the scruff of his neck, I dragged him back to the plane, ignoring the irritated protests and whining coming from him.
In the plane I sat across from him, my elbows resting on my legs and my chin resting on my hands. "You know for a god you sure are whiny," I commented examining his reaction. He glared at me in response but was surprised when the plane shook from a loud clap of thunder. "What are you afraid of thunderstorms?" I asked mockingly. "I'm not particularity fond of what follows," he replied looking nervously out the window. I could feel the electricity in the air slowly rising. "Trista, are you doing this?" Romanov asked. "No, but I think Loki knows who is," I replied narrowing my eyes at Loki.
That's when the plane was struck by lightening and the door opened up revealing a large hulking figure, holding a large hammer. He rushed in, jumping back out pulling Loki along with him. Without a second thought I jumped out after them, the air around me crackling me. I landed hard on the ground creating a small crater where I landed. I looked around me, but saw neither Loki, or the hulking figure that had taken him.
I walked through the forest listening carefully for the sound of the two men, and for the sound of either Stark or Steve. It was quiet, too quiet, there should be the sound of fighting. I glanced around nervously, almost jumping out of my skin when I heard thunder and the sky lighting up in the distance. I ran in the direction of the thunder, skimming through my knowledge of Norse mythology until I came across the right conclusion of who the figure had been. Thor, Loki's brother. I was knocked to the ground when a sonic boom burst my way leveling all the trees for miles and miles.
I stood up groaning and sprinted angrily over to where the four figures now stood. "What the hell," I screamed, "I leave you alone for five minutes and you destroy an entire forest." I glared at Stark and Steve, before my glare turned to Thor. "And you," I said pointing my finger at him my skin crackling with electricity. "You muscle bound moron, you shouldn't take things that don't belong to you," I said still glaring at him. "Do you know who I am," Thor thundered. "Yes I know who you are asshole. You're Thor, Norse god of Thunder son of Odin. And if you think that you can just take the one person who knows where an instrument of mass destruction is," I screamed still glaring at him. "Trista, clam down," Stark said soothingly. I took a deep breath and calmed myself before I completely lost it.