I am trying to stick close to the movie, however some things are going to change. It will be mostly from Claire's point of view. When it does switch I will label it. Claire is my character, the rest belong to Marvel.
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Claire POV:
"You probably shouldn't have done that," Natasha spoke. "Fury won't like that you went into combat."
"Fury can kiss my ass," I huffed. Softly, I added, "I wish that Clint would have been there."
"We'll get him back, Claire," Natasha looked towards me. Her eyes held a promise I wished I could believe. I looked down, nodding slightly. Her voice turned motherly as she spoke again. "Go sit back down, you shouldn't be standing while I'm flying."
With a small sigh, I walked back to where the men were and sat down. Loki's words from before echoed in my head. He didn't have to say it, but I knew that he thought I was a freak. Maybe I was. When I was younger, kids would call me and Clint both freaks. I could still hear the chanting of the kids on the playground. I squeezed my eyes shut and shook my head. To try to distract myself, I glanced around the jet. Steve was talking with Tony in on one side and Loki was sitting by himself silently on the same side as me. He looked like he was deep in thought as well.
"I don't like it," Steve spoke up. I glanced to him.
"Hm?" I asked, half in thought.
"What? Rock of Ages giving up so easily?" Tony chucked to himself. Thinking he was funny. I rolled my eyes.
"It's not a joke," I spoke up.
"I don't remember it being that easy," Steve replied, furrowing his brows. "This guy packs a wallop." I chucked mentally at Steve's words, he was still using slang from the 40s.
"Still, you were pretty spry," Tony smiled to himself. Steve glanced at me and I just shrugged. Tony then added, "For an older fellow. What's your things? Pilates?"
"What?" Steve looked at me. I smiled to myself, trying to imagine Steve Rogers in a Pilates or yoga class. My thoughts consumed my time again until I was shaken from my thoughts by the sound of thunder overhead. Lightening lit up the jet. My head jerked up and I caught Steve's eyes.
"Thunder?" I questioned, something didn't sit right. I had triple checked the weather reports before I left and not a one of them said that there was rain in the forecast. "There is not a single chance of rain."
"Where's this coming from?" Natasha groaned, trying to hold the jet steady. I leaned forward, looking out of the windshield of the jet, then back to Steve. Steve looked to Loki. Loki was looking around the jet with a worried expression. Thunderstorms were not my favorite, but he looked pretty terrified at the sound.
"What's the matter? Scared of a little lightning?" Steve joked. He then glanced back towards me, realizing that I was, in fact, slightly scared. He gave me an apologetic smile and mouthed sorry.
"I'm not overly fond of what follows," Loki replied. As soon as Loki was done speaking, a loud thud rocked the ship. I jerked me forward and nearly into Loki's lap. I quickly looked to Steve and Tony. Both of the men were in a stance that meant they were ready to go. Tony grabbed his helmet and snapped it into place while Steve grabbed for his helmet and shield. In the process, Tony had opened the rear entrance on the jet. The word idiot rang through my head. A man, who I knew as Thor, came in, hitting Tony back towards Natasha. Clint had told me about Thor before. He scanned the jet quickly, eyes landing on Loki. Within seconds, he had Loki by the neck. Loki instantly reached out and wrapped an arm around me, pulling me out of the jet with him and Thor. My stomach sank.
I was positive that I let out a scream as Thor sucked us through the air. My head hit a piece of armor and sent a ringing through my ears. I could not tell whose armor I hit, but I was sure it was Thor's. The air whooshed around me, sucking the breath from my chest. It was hard to breath as we landed. Loki held me close to him, using me as a shield from his brother. Thor glanced over me, before he snarled and shoved me away. I landed with a thud and rolled onto my feet. The contents of my stomach threatened to come up. Thor then knocked Loki to the ground and stood over him.
"Where is the Tesseract?" Thor demanded, ignoring me.
"I missed you too," Loki joked. Thor's eyes darkened as I glanced between them.
"Do I look to be in a gaming mood?" Thor growled out. I stood to the side, watching the brothers interact. I did not want to be in the middle of a god-fight.
"Oh, you should thank me. With the Bifrost gone, how much dark energy did the AllFather have to muster to conjure you here? Your precious Earth." He spat out. Loki's words struck a nerve with the blonde haired god because he dropped his hammer and grabbed Loki.
"I thought you dead," He hissed to Loki.
"Did you mourn?" He laughed slightly. I rolled my eyes. So far, Thor seemed to have things under control. He seemed to have Loki under control. I let the brother's continue their argument.
"We all did. Our father," He trailed off. Loki held up a finger, telling him to pause. Thor let go of Loki, letting him take a few steps.
"Your father! He did tell you of my true parentage, did he not?" Loki yelled. This made me curious and I gently pushed at his mind to try to get more information. This was a new thing I learned I could do. I was not well practiced with it. Loki's mind sent a sharp pain through my head, sending me back. Blinking a few times, I looked to Loki. He glared at me before Thor spoke again. Thor walked after Loki.
"We were raised together. We played together, we fought together. Do you remember none of that?"
"I remember a shadow, living in the shade of your greatness. I remember you tossing me into an abyss. I who was and should be king!" Someone has family problems, I thought to myself. Then again, I wasn't one to talk. My own family was a bit messed up. I sent a beam of energy into the air, letting Stark and Steve know where we were. I knew they were coming after us.
"So you take the world I love as recompense for your imagined slights? No, the earth is under my protection, Loki," Thor said. His voice wavered. Loki had hit yet another nerve, he just laughed.
"And you're doing a marvelous job with that. The humans slaughter each other in droves while you ideally threat. I mean to rule them. That's why I should not…"
"Think yourself above them?" Thor's eyes narrowed, I walked silently behind them. I had a feeling Thor had all but forgotten about my presence.
"Well, yes." Loki said calmly.
"Then you miss the truth of ruling, brother. A throne would suit you ill." Loki's face twisted as he shoved past Thor, sending a look to me. His fury was rising inside of him, I could see it. Thor took notice in me and looked to Loki, then back to me. "Lady…"
"Claire," I responded, giving him a slight nod and soft smile.
"I've seen worlds you've never known about," Loki yelled again. "I have grown, Odin's son, in my exile. I have seen the true power of the Tesseract. And when I wield it…"
"Who showed you this power?" Thor spoke, forgetting about me, again. I was listening intently to Loki this time. "Who controls the would be king?"
"I am a king!" Loki screamed.
"Not here! You give up the Tesseract! You give up this poisonous dream!" Thor matched Loki's tone. He was gently shaking Loki's shoulders. In a softer voice, he added. "You come home."
"I don't have it," Loki shook his head and chuckled as he attempted to pull from Thor's grasp. Thor's hammer flew to his hand, making me jump slightly. "You need the cube to bring me home, but I've sent it off. I know not where."
"You listen well, brother," Thor started to speak. Suddenly, a flash of red and gold from Tony's suit hit Thor. This sent them both of the cliff side, leaving me alone with Loki. The rockets in the bottom of Tony's suit left lights dancing in my eyes.
"I'm listening!" Loki laughed, then looked at me. Mischief shown in his eyes. "Claire, isn't it?"
"Yes," I said, getting ready for another fight with Loki. He stepped closer, hands up like he was giving in. I could hear the faint sounds of fighting below us.
"You are interesting, surely you are not of Earth?" He spoke, coming even closer to me. He was looking at me like I might have belonged in a museum.
"You stay right there," I replied, producing a pair of cuffs again. I purposely ignored his question. Somewhere, in the back of my mind, a voice screamed at me to ask about Clint. I ignored the voice and started securing Loki. As soon as I got the cuffs back on Loki, a deafening noise rang out through the area, shaking the ground Loki and I were on. I looked around, sending another beam of light into the air, letting Natasha know where we were this time.
Steve POV:
I had just grabbed my shield from the seat beside me when Tony Stark opened the rear entrance of the jet. He had made the decision, without discussion, to do this. I disagreed with his actions. Suddenly, a large, blonde man flew in. He was wearing a red cape and gold and silver armor. A second felt like a lifetime as the strange man and I locked eyes. He reached for Loki, grabbing him from his seat. Loki then wrapped an arm around Claire. I lunged forward, trying to grab for her hand. She was gone before I could blink, as was Loki and the stranger. A scream ripped through the air. It was Claire's.
"Now there's that guy," Stark spoke.
"Another Asgardian?" Natasha spoke from the pilot's seat. She glanced over the seat back. Worry instantly filled her voice as she asked, "Where's Claire?"
"Think the guy's a friendly?" I asked, strapping my shield into place.
"Doesn't matter. If he frees Loki, or kills him, the Tesseract's lost," Stark shrugged in his metal suit. Stark moved closer to the jet's opening to the sky. "And they now have Claire."
"Stark, we need a plan of attack!"
"I have a plan." Stark replied. "Attack!" As Natasha turned around again, Tony had jumped from the jet, relying on his metal suit to carry him.
"I'd sit this one out, Cap," Natasha spoke up. Her eyes were filled with worry for Claire.
"I don't see how I can."
"These guys come from legends, they're basically Gods," She replied as I grabbed a parachute and strapped it on as well.
"There's only one God, Ma'am," I looked to her. "And I'm pretty sure he doesn't dress like that."
"Get her back, Cap," Natasha added before I jumped from the jet.
Claire POV:
Together, Natasha and I loaded Loki back into the jet and went to find Thor, Steve and Tony. We found them in a clearing. I had a strong gut feeling that the clearing was not there before Thor arrived. Once we found them, we made our way back to the helicarrier again. Steve was next to me, looking over my arms and head for injuries.
"Are you alright?" He fussed as he turned my arms in his hands. His touch was gentle and I smiled slightly to him.
"I'm okay, Steve." I assured him, taking his helmet off for him. I wiped at a bit of dirt on his chin. "Are you okay?"
"I'm good," he smiled. I caught Tony rolling his eyes from the corner of my vision.
"Are you going to ask if I'm okay?" He joked. I smiled slightly.
"Are you okay, Mr. Stark? Any injuries?" I mocked him. He clutched at his heart playfully. I stood up and walked to him, pretending to check him over for injuries.
"You sarcasm wounds me, Claire."
"I'm sure you'll be okay. Your obnoxious suit protects you," I quipped, leaning back in my seat. Thor and Loki seemed to be staring harshly at one another. "Thor, do you have any injuries?"
"No, Lady Claire," Thor spoke, looking to me. I nodded and sat back down, laying my head back on the seat.
As soon as the jet landed on the carrier's landing strip, a group of armed guards in black surrounded it. They took Loki from our custody, leaving us alone to walk inside. I glanced to the rest of the group, sighing. I knew that Fury would want us in the debriefing room, but I just wanted to shower and eat. I could feel my energy dropping. Together, we walked to the room, Steve and I taking the rear of the group.
"After debriefing, I'll walk you to the med-bay, if you'd like?" Steve offered. I weakly smiled to him, shaking my head.
"I don't need to go," I responded. "Besides, I'm sure you're tired."
"No, you will go," Natasha spoke to us, not looking back. I let out a small sigh and nodded.