It's like my eyes were open, but I didn't realize they were open until right now. I study my surroundings, unsure of where I was or how I got there. Once glance down at my outfit reminded me.
Loki and I were on Earth. We had decided to start our world domination in Sydney.
It was funny because I had no recollection of getting here, but somehow he and I were standing on the Sydney Harbor Bridge. My body surged with a foreign sense of power and strength. Somehow I felt confident.
I felt the need to wave my hand, and therefore did. The sun was covered by clouds, and time seemed to slow. I glanced at my hand and smiled. My husband grinned down at me. "Power looks good on you my dear."
I wink up at him. "Let's see what else I can do."
Wild waves crashed against the bridge below and I smiled. Loki laughed as he led the way off the bridge.
Citizens gawked as we passed. One glance from our cold eyes, and they stood still in their tracks.
Loki and I stopped and turned to face the crowd that had been following us. "Hello again midgardians." Loki sneered and I smiled.
Some took out their phones to take pictures.
"Stop right now." I demand and the ground shakes lightly. "You shall obey us"
"We have come to rule you." Loki grins, then he shrugs. "You all understand the power we hold, and none of you would defy us would you?" No one speaks, so my husband continues. "So why not make this simple, and simply kneel now? We want to do this the peaceful way."
"We will not "simply" give up our freedoms. Our lives." A man steps forwards, boldly taking on my lover.
"Oh really?" The staff I hadn't realized Loki was holding, came to life and light hit the man's knees. He cries out as a deafening crack echos throughout the street. "Does anyone else want to stand against us?" Silence once more. "I didn't think so." Loki grins. "Come Abigail." He nods towards the top of a building.
Once on top of the building, Loki looks down on the Australians. "Do you feel that my dear? The power is intoxicating." He took in a deep breath. "I crave it."
"Attention midgardians!" Loki's voice is somehow projected throughout the entire city. Everyone turns their attention to us. "I am Loki, and this is my queen, Abigail. Surely you have heard of us. We have come to rule your species. Give us what we want now, and no one gets hurt."
"Never!" Someone yells.
"The Avengers will stop you!" Another screams.
I chuckle. "Oh really?" My voice is bold, loud, and vicious. "You seem to have forgotten who I am. The Avengers are my family, they would never hurt me. Even if they would, they aren't here to stop us."
"There they are!" Another voice rings out; Loki and I turn to see a hovercraft next to us.
"Back down now Loki and Abby. This game must stop, you're scaring these poor people." My father's voice laughs through the intercom.
"What game Mr. Stark?" Loki sneers. "You won't stand in my way this time."
And electric bold shoots from his staff and hits the hovercraft. The flying fortress begins to spin as it begins it's decent.
"Not a game. Got it." Father's voice is hard.