We met the hovercraft on the ground, both of us prepared for battle.
My father and the rest of his superhero friends exit, ready to fight us.
"Abigail." Dad's voice is stern. "What is going on?"
"I just wanna be the queen daddy, is that so much to ask?" I ask in a tone that could curdle milk. His face twists in anger.
"Oh Abby." He sighs, and I know how difficult it must be to fight me.
Good for me. I raise my hands, and the rain pours down.
Thor looks at me in wonder. "How are you doing that Abigail? That's what I do." He almost whines, which causes me to giggle like a maniac.
Dad's face transforms. "This isn't my Abigail."
"I'm no one's Abigail but my own." I say harshly.
"You're my Abigail." Loki says quietly.
"Of course dear." I whisper back.
"Are you ready?" He asks near silently. I just nod, and we both unleash our powers. I cause a raging storm and his staff shoots at the group. They are taken by surprise, but they quickly attack.
I find myself in another hand to hand combat with Black Widow; this time, what she's taught me, I use to my advantage. I pin her until she passes out. Something stops me from finishing the job. I instead turn my efforts onto Cap.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Loki effortlessly fending off Thor and my dad, a grin stable on his lips. I laugh at his happiness.
The battles rages for a while. We are strong, but so are they.
"Abby!" I hear dad yell as he tries to shoot me. "Don't make me do this. Stop!" He begs.
"Why would I give in?" I dodge a punch from Steve. I lift my hand and cause the rain to increase. Thor causes thunder to roll. Lightening strikes a nearby pole, and the power jumps off the pole and hits Steve. He falls, out cold.
"This isn't you!" He cries as I dive away from another shot of his light.
I glance over at my husband in hand to hand combat with his brother. I don't have enough time to warn him before Banner, I mean the Other Guy, appears. Loki is thrown to the ground, and I scream. My scream causes a tidal wave to crash against the shore, it's water rushing towards those of us on the ground. I'm swept up into it. I am washed away next to Loki. "Loki." I squeak, and I almost cry when he opens his eyes.
"Abby?" He whispers, and his hand finds my cheek.
"Yes sweetie?" I smile at him.
"What's going on?" Confusion covers his face.
"I made a tidal wave when Hulk hurt you."
"What?" His face turns to alarm. "You made a tidal wave? The hulk hurt me? What is going on?"
"What do you mean baby?" I question. "We are fighting the Avengers because they are trying to stop us again." I smile through the fear that he has lost his mind.
"Stop us from what?" Fear and anxiety fill his words.
"From ruling the Midgardians."
Loki's breathing becomes rapids. Then I hear the sound of my father's Iron Man suit. "Don't make me do this Abby." I can tell he's crying. I'm not worried about him, I'm worried about Loki.
"Abby, what are we doing? This is exactly what that man wanted."
"What man?"
"The man who showed up at the palace? The one with the mist." Loki stops cold. "The mist, that's how he got us to do his bidding."
"Loki what are you talking about?" I question as I search his face. His eyes search the sky.
"Tony! Stop!" He yells, then he turns to me. "Abigail, you have to remember. You have to open your eyes and see what you're doing." The stress that flowed through my veins caused an uncontrollable rush of water to pound us. I almost couldn't speak as we got carried away. "He must have given you these powers too. Just see this Abigail. This is your family!"
I glance up and can't see my father through the down pour.
"You don't hurt people. You are good remember?"
Of course I was good, but I was still being good, wasn't I? Why couldn't I remember getting here? Why couldn't I remember Loki and I talking about taking over the world? We had to, right? No one was controlling.
"Abigail." He whispers, and pulls me close. His lips find mine with passion. "Remember." It all rushes back. Being awoken to the sound of soldiers rushing down the hallway. Finding them all passed out on the courts floor. The purple man. The mist. It all rushed back with the kiss.
"Loki." I say softly, and fiercely. The storm almost immediately calmed. The water retracted the sea, and the sun shone once more.
My father and the rest of the Avengers surrounded us, ready to capture us.
"Please, before you take us away, let me explain." Loki starts.
He saved me. He pulled me out of the power of the mist. I knew all along he was good. The power didn't control him. All he needed was love, something to fight for.