Hey guys. I am so sorry I took so long with this chapter. I have been extremely busy. How bout' you? Tell me in a review. I'm gonna break my vow. I'm gonna say please. Only in this chapter though, so don't get used to it. Anyways, I gotta get writin', so to sum up everything leave me a review and in that review tell what you like, don't like and if I should cut down on the lovey dovey stuff. Please.
Very Much Alive
Visiting Hours
Captain looked at Loki with a hint of surprise and eagerness in his features. He wanted to know how his winged friend was doing. "What's he doing here?" Steve asked Natasha and pointing at Loki. "Pointing is rude you know?" Loki said crossing his arms and slouching in his seat with a smug look crossing his face. "I don't care. When did you get here?" Rodgers said dropping his hand down at his side.
"Right after you busted the punching bag." Loki said nonchalantly like it didn't matter. "After he what?" Tony said looking at Loki with a question mark practically on his face. "I busted the bag by accident." Steve said looking sheepish. "That's the fifth one this week!" Tony said slamming his coffee down. A few drops came out and landed on the wooden table but Tony didn't bother wiping it up.
"Sorry. I can't help it. I just...it's just...ah forget it I don't care anymore. I'm gonna go watch some television." Steve stuttered then walked on of the room to the plop onto the couch. Tony sighed. "So now that you have 'checked' on us, what now?" Tony asked turning back to look at Loki while making air quotations with his fingers for the word 'checked'.
"Food sounds nice." Loki said getting up and walking to the kitchen stopping in front of the fridge. He opened up both doors and peered in like he was inspecting a crime scene. "You, stay put and don't do whatever it is you do." Stark said waving a hand in Loki's direction while standing up. His coffee was now in his grasp and motioned for all the others to follow him. "Let's go Capsicle. To the lab." Tony said dramatically exiting the room to the elevator.
"Ugh." Cap said as he drug his feet heading to get into the elevator with the others. The elevator ride was quiet until the doors binged open to the lab. Tony stepped out and burst. "Who the hell does he think he is? Popping up in the tower and saying he's checking on us! He should be checking in on himself! Katelyn's in a cell for god's sake with a piece of string in her lips and he is just fine with that!? It's like he doesn't care. He's a problem. Destroying my tower again, is what he's gonna do!" Tony huffed and plopped down in his chair. He was a little out of breath from waving his arms around like a mad man as he yelled.
"He's not one to show emotion." Bruce said leaning against one of the cars. "I don't like him here either but he is part of Katelyn's life. She risked her own life to save him. She must care. Also he never left her side when we were in Asgard. He really does care. If he didn't he would have just left her there with that giant gashed a crossed herself." Steve said standing up straight with his arms crossed looking like the Captain he was.
"I still don't care for him." Tony said grumpily over the rim of his coffee cup. "I'm not telling you to care for him. I'm just suggesting that you be a little nicer." Steve said gesturing with his hand. "He throws you out of a window and also throws me out of my own tower and now you're telling me I should be a little nicer? What the bloody hell is wrong with you?!" Tony said standing up and opening his arms towards Steve with an 'are you stupid or something' look.
"I agree with Stark. The man's a sociopath. He wanted to rule us and you're now just all peachy about it. He nearly killed you! And I quote, what the bloody hell is wrong with you!?" Clint said from his perch on the counter. "I hate the man." Natasha stated simply. "Why are we using British terms?" Bruce asked calmly but confusion was stitched on his brows.
"I don't care for the guy or whatever he is." Clint Barton said completely ignoring Banner's question. "I don't either but without him Katelyn just doesn't seem right. It's like something is missing. Or it's like she just doesn't function right. Whenever she was without him she seemed on edge 24/7. Also did you notice that Loki seemed on edge without her too? When they were at least in the same building they both relaxed a bit." Natasha stated thoughtfully staring at the dark tiled floor of the lab.
"Maybe him seeing her like god only knows what will teach him to straighten up a bit." Rodgers said sort of mumbling and staring at the silver bits in the black tile. "Don't go all Captain Mom on our asses now. We have a freakin' Asgardian sociopath that has daddy issues up stairs!" Stark said sort of proud of himself that he didn't cuss. Ass wasn't really a cuss word to him.
"JARVIS can you please tell me what Loki is doing right now?" Bruce said looking up to the ceiling. "He is in the elevator heading down to where you all are, sir. He is three floors away." JARVIS said animatedly. "Crap." Natasha said under her breath. The elevator binged open.
Loki walked out with a mug of coffee and a sandwich, half eaten. "You can make your own food?" Clint asked with humor dripping from his words. "Just because I'm a prince doesn't mean I can't make my own meals." Loki retorted with a snarl. "Whoa, princess. No need to snap at the birdy for singin'." Tony said sarcastically. He stood and stretched. "Who you callin' birdy, metal-head?" Clint snapped back looking at Stark with a knife in his hand.
"Dude, you keep knives in your PJ's." Tony asked looking at Barton with a confused stunted look. Loki bit into his sandwich as he stole Tony's chair and plopped down. Loki's eyes followed the captain as he sneaked over to one of the 'cars' Tony Stark owned. "Have you ever had coffee before?" Bruce asked now standing up straight trying to peer into Loki's mug of the dark liquid. "Yes, but Katelyn said it was decaffeinated or something like that. She didn't want me to have a heart-attack. I think that's what she said it was." Loki mumbled the last part as he went to sip his drink.
"Wait if she didn't want you to have caffeine, why are you drinking coffee now?" Stark said turning and now paying attention. "Wait, that means Loki's gonna be bouncing off the walls?" Clint said now terrified at the image forming in his head. He looked like a deer in the headlights of a very big trunk on a highway. "Damn." Tony face-palmed before he picked up his mug and walked towards the elevator.
"Yep. If he has only ever had decaf, the caffeine in one mug of regular could keep him energized for about 6 hours before he has a caffeine crash." Bruce said after a second of doing the math in his head. "Oh, great." Natasha said now also terrified of the image forming in her head. It probably looked a lot like Clint's. "Hey where did Capsicle go?" Tony said now with his back to the elevator and his eyes skimming over the room.
They heard soft snoring coming from one of the cars. Clint hopped off the counter and tip toed over to the topless sports car. He peered into the back seat to find the captain in a loose curl fast asleep. "Man he must have been really tired." Barton said turning back to the others with a grin flickering a crossed his lips. Natasha walked over silently and snickered when she saw the figure in the car. "He drools." the Black Widow said while trying to keep from laughing to hard.
Clint pulled out his phone and snapped a few pictures. "He what's!/" Tony Stark shouted and scrambled over to the multi-million dollar hot rod. "Captain, get your ass up and out of my car," Tony snapped while pointing his finger towards the elevator, "That upholstery is worth more than your head on a silver platter!" Steve woke with a grumble and wiped the drool from his chin.
"How long have you been asleep?" Bruce said walking over with his arms crossed. "Since Clint revealed he keeps knives in his PJ's." Steve Rodgers said as he hopped over the door of the car and stretched. "Barton keeps knives in his night clothes?" Loki said peering over at the male assassin. Loki had by now finished his sandwich and coffee.
"Have you finished your coffee yet?" Bruce asked suddenly remembering the previous conversation. "Yep." Loki chirped. "Loki had coffee?!" Rodgers said suddenly very awake. "Sadly, yes." Tony said looking over at the god who was practically bouncing in the office chair.
"You wanna play a game." Loki chirped again. "No not really." Natasha said quickly. "Too bad, it wasn't a question." Loki said as he disappeared in a puff of gold shimmered green smoke. "Come and find me." Loki's voice sing-songed from nowhere in particular. "Damn." Stark said as he walked over to his desk.
He sat and started typing on his computer while saying, "JARVIS, give me a 3D hologram of the tower and search for Loki's energy signal." "Yes sir." JAVRIS said making a 3D tower in front of the desk. "All right, from this we can tell where Loki is." Tony said. Suddenly a green mini figure of a man appeared on one of the floors of the hologram. "Nice choice of color, JARVIS." Stark said sarcastically while getting up and walking over to the tower.
"He's on the 53rd floor. I'll go." Natasha said as she walked off to the elevator. "Here take this." Stark said taking a few strides over to one of the work benches. He picked up a spiffy looking walkie-talkie and tossed over to the widow. She caught it and mumbled a thank you before the doors on the elevator closed.
When the elevator doors binged open to the 53rd floor, Natasha stepped out tentatively with her gun in her hands. When she saw Loki she planned on shooting him in the foot, even though Katelyn would probably scold her. The floor consisted of a small kitchen/bar and a small living room to the right. To her left was a hall that led down to a few offices. In front of her about 20 feet away was Loki staring out of the wall of windows.
"How nice of you to join me, but I'm afraid I have to go." Loki said now looking off to his side towards the ground. He slowly faded into nothing. Natasha ran forward quickly and stopped in the middle of the room just as he was completely gone.
He appeared behind her like a ghost. See through and lower half looked like smoke leading to nothing below his waist. Loki's hands were clasped together behind his back as he leaned forward to whisper in the Widow's ear.
"I am no hero, nor saint, nor savior, nor strong-arm. Just a God of Mischief. I am Loki." Loki's breath tickled her ear before she wiped around and fired a shot. No one was there. He did it again to her other ear from behind. "Lying is what I call a game. Trouble is my second name." Loki caused Natasha to whip around again firing another shot. No one was there.
Loki appeared like a ghost again and whispered into her ears. Hot breath tickling the tiny hairs. She was alert as he continued his game. "Weaving webs of whispers and words. To create a work of deception. A masterpiece of manipulation. I am Loki." With each line he disappeared after speaking and reappearing on her other side or behind her. She fired a shot in the direction of which he was. Each bullet hitting something behind him, like a wall, window or coffee machine.
Only his voice made an appearance as he said plainly, "Come and find me," with a chuckle. She was now in the room alone. No voices, no ghost Loki and no bullets in her gun. Natasha was breathing raggedly as she dropped to her knees in frustration. She had missed all of those shots. Natasha had the chance but he used his stupid magic. God she hated him.
"He's gone. I don't have any bullets left either." Natasha said using the walkie-talkie to contact Tony and the others in the lab. "What did you hit if you didn't hit him?" Tony's voice crackled over the device. Natasha looked around the room and noted everything she had hit in her mind before saying, "A window, the walls a few times, a flat screen and you're gonna need a new coffee machine." Tony sighed and said, "Ok, come back down. We will send out another person.
Natasha entered the lab just in time to see Tony throw down his mug. It broke into chunks and small pieces. "Ahh." Natasha interrupted the fit the billionaire was having. "Thank god. Beat the crap out of Stark so he'll shut up." Hawkeye said walking over. "What happened?" the widow asked looking over all the pieces from where she stood in front of the elevator.
"It took you a minute to get down here and Loki pops in and out this place reciting piece of a poem." Stark said irritably. "He did that to me too." Natasha said suddenly looking up at Stark who was pouting with his arms tightly folded over his chest. "What was yours?" Bruce asked walking over to a computer and opening a word document.
Bruce typed as the Black widow recited the poem. When she was finished he typed up the half Loki said while he was in the lab. Bruce remembered the sinister smile that played on Loki's lips like it had done it a million times before.
Natasha recited the poem and with each line she swore she could feel his breath on her neck, the smell of a library only touched by the curious one with jasmine and spearmint.
Tony walked over to the computer and skimmed over what Bruce had typed. "JARVIS read it aloud, please." Stark said standing up straight and walking over to one of his work benches. "Yes, sir," JARVIS replied and began repeating the words aloud to them.
"I am no hero
Nor saint nor savior nor strong-arm
Just a God of Mischief
I am Loki.
Lying is what I call a game
Trouble is my second name
Weaving webs of whispers and words
To create a work of deception
A masterpiece of manipulation
I am Loki.
Raised in Asgard for hundreds of years
Odin as my father and Thor as my brother
Only to find out my very life was a lie
I am not Asgardian
I am a Frost Giant
I am Loki.
Not a son of Odin, but a son of Laufey
A king with a heart of ice
Not a care for a runt like me
I felt unwanted and unloved
Scorned by a world that favors brawn over brains
Overshadowed by an oaf of a "brother"
But no longer!
I am Loki." JARVIS finished and the avengers in the lab looked at each other with confusion as to why Loki was telling them his life story.
"This is weird." Steve Rodgers said running a hand through his hair. "Why is he telling us this?" Clint said fiddling with his plush arrow.
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Hey guys sorry it took me so long to get this chapter out. I had writer's block and it was driving me insane, not that I'm already insane.;) I would sit at my computer and stare at the word document open in front of me. I didn't have any ideas until I stumbled a crossed Gumdramon's poem 'I am Loki'. Go to her/his (I don't know) page and read it. It's awesome. Thanks for sticking with me and feel free to leave me a nasty review if you must but at least it's a review. I apologize again.