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I was taken onto one of those hellicarrier things, that only a band of superheroes could possibly afford. They all stripped out of their costumes- well besides Thor and Bruce- who hadn't changed into 'the other guy' as they called him. I stared between all of them, as they introduced themselves by their actual names. I just nodded and introduced myself, doing my best not to talk to much.

They led me to an empty room- except for a girl who looked just my age, reading something in the corner. She had messy-yet working brownish hair, green eyes, and looked pretty short. My sarcasm couldn't hold itself in, "So, is it normal for you guys to kidnap teenage girls?"

The girl didn't look up, but I saw her snicker to herself. Tony spoke back, just as sarcastically, "Of course, and then afterwards we sell them to the circus."

I nodded, "Hm, why the circus?" I asked, "Wouldn't you get more money off of selling us as sex slaves or something?"

Tony choked on his drink and everyone else looked completely shocked. "I don't know about you guys, but I like this girl."

"Thanks." I replied half-heartedly.

"Anyway," Bruce spoke up, "We will tell Nick your here and then come and get you. For now, stay here. Go ahead and talk to Emi over there. You can talk about- whatever females talk about these days."

"Oh my gosh! Really?" my voice got mockingly high pitched, "You mean we can talk about sparkly vampires and werewolves with fears of shirts?" (Sorry if I have any twilight fans reading this... ._.)

Tony laughed again, "Yep, I definitely like her." and on that note the merry band of super heroes made their way out.

I moved across the room, taking a seat across from the girl. I wasn't one to start up a conversation on my own, and apparently neither was this girl. So I guess it was up to me. I went through my options, and decided to take it simply.

"Hey."

The result? Complete ignorance as she continued to read.

"What are you reading?" I tried.

She looked up, her look seeming very unamused, "You can read it yourself, it's in English."

Ouch. I could feel the hostile nature. I decided to give up at that point, grabbing some nearby paper and pencils and starting to draw. I wasn't really thinking about what I was drawing, in fact I wasn't even sure what it was I was drawing.

"So, Loki was actually at your house." the girl said, looking at me.

"What makes you think that?" I asked calmly.

She pointed at my drawing. I looked down at it, damn. I was drawing the God. I regained my composure and pushed the drawing away. Looking back at her.

"I have a thing for Norse Mythology." I shrugged. I was good.

"You don't have to lie. I'm not going to go tell them. I just want to know what your reason for lying is."

I took a breath, I had to tell someone. "Because I trust him, and I'm not going to turn in someone I trust."

"You trust a guy who tried to take over the world?" she asked, but she sounded more interested than accusing.

I nodded, "He's the only person I've been able to trust so far."

"What about them?" she gestured toward the door, she must have been talking about the Avengers.

"Their boss threatened me- we aren't exactly on good terms." I explained.

"Ah." she replied understandingly.

Then it went silent again, and I wasn't sure- but I think we became friends.

When the Avengers finally came, I had just finished my picture of Loki. The girl took it subtly, tucking it into her book, and I smiled gratefully in return. I stood up and headed over to them. It was silent between all of us as they led me to where Nick was.

I was tense- coming up with what lies I was going to say. It had to be convincing- but not too convincing like I had planned it. Like I totally wasn't doing right now.

The door opened to a big room, full of computers and with a giant view through a giant window. Standing there was a tall man with an eye patch over his left eye a giant scar showing behind it. I stepped forward, watching him with slight intimidation.

"So, you're the villain lover." he mused.

I glared back at Tony, and he grinned back in response. I turned and faced toward Nick again. "Yes, sir, I guess that would be me. Though I'm not sure that is what I would call myself."

"Why not? It takes a villain lover to hide one, doesn't it?"

"Why does everyone insist that I was hiding a villain, or he was hiding me. I just turned twenty one, I live alone in my dead parent's house, besides my brother- but he hasn't came home since my parents died anyway." The room fell silent, and I could feel their pity radiating. "Relax, I don't need pity."

Nick stepped closer, "So you know nothing of Loki?"

"Actually, I know quite a bit."

"How?"

"I've been studying Norse Mythology since middle school. Loki is the stolen son of a frost giant, which Odin took for selfish reasons." Thor began to speak out, but I continued before he could, "He learned that no matter how much his father had claimed to love him, he could never become king. So he decided he was going to prove himself, he was going to destroy the race that threatened his own, and exceed his father's expectations."

"But there was a problem, Loki's brother, Thor. Loki loved him dearly, but jealousy blacked out his love, and turned to loathing for his perfect brother, the true heir to the throne. In the end, his need to prove himself destroyed him. All he wished though, was to be equal to his brother."

Everyone stared, even Loki- wait, Loki? I stared back at him, and he pressed a finger to his lips. I nodded slowly.

"Who are you nodding at?" Nick asked.

"No one, I was just nodding." I shrugged.

"Hm," he grunted, "What made you so interested in Loki?"

I was still staring at Loki, "The fact that everyone sees him as evil- when all he is trying to do is make his father proud. Maybe he didn't pick the best ways to do it. But I understand why he did it."

Loki smiled slightly, and I almost thought tears were forming when he disappeared.

"Right," Nick said with a suspicious tone. "Well, Tony, would you please show her to her room?"

Tony smirked a bit at me, "Gladly."

A/N: I hope you liked that chapter!~ It was my favorite to write so far.~

So what happens next? Find out in Chapter Four~

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