Hello again everyone! It's nice to see you all again! So, as a little gift (because I'm not gonna be able to update for a little while) this chapter is extended by roughly 300 words! Oh yeah. XD
Today you'll witness an extremely grumpy Sigyn, a helpful Natasha, the villainous side of Loki, we witness a bit of telepathic flirting, and Tony is a dick! .
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Haunt me chapter 3- Make me whole
"Sigyn, I think it's time you left." Fury finally interjected. Suddenly I felt like I was a child again, being chided by a tutor after playing with my friends.
"Why?" Fury came close to the glass. I wasn't intimidated by his imposing figure, despite the intention of his stalk to frighten me.
"Because you've been talking to him for four hours straight- doesn't your throat hurt?" He was curious. Loki, with a smirk, stood up from his position beside me to stand in front of me. If I didn't know any better, I would've said that the movement was an effort to protect me. In retaliation to this, I stood up too- I watched timidly from Loki's shoulder.
"Her throat is perfectly well, as is mine." Loki approached the glass too.
"I wasn't talking to you, puny god." Fury hissed- Loki and he inches apart.
"If I wasn't contained in this ridiculous excuse of a cage currently- you would lose your good eye." All traces of my Loki were gone. This was not the Loki I enjoyed time with- this was the Loki that made me appreciate that he had not slit my throat. His vindictive vicious words made my blood run cold.
"Loki-" I said his name, but I wasn't sure what I was going to say after. I didn't dare move- he was dangerous. He didn't even acknowledge me. If he had heard me amongst his violent thoughts, he did not indicate so.
"Asgardian, stand down." Fury warned- his one eye filled with determination- he would win this battle.
"What have I to fear?" Loki asked. I decided that if there was no better time to move then now. I took two cautious steps forward to stand just behind him. He was visibly trembling. I didn't touch him, but I moved so I was just in his view. He turned his head ever so slightly to see me more in his peripheral, and then he took a deep breath and stood back.
"Good work soldier, you've done well." Fury said, stepping back in response. He was very good at calming one down, I had to admit. Loki stiffened at Fury's words.
"Easy, easy. I was just saying. Sigyn, I think you ought to come with me." I nodded quickly and stepped through the now open glass. I almost expected Loki to use the opening to get away himself, but I knew he wouldn't. Suddenly, a loud shudder that shook me to the core of my being and rattled my own skeletal frame made me halt. My eyes were wide as I turned to Fury for an explanation. He looked concerned and anxious. He shook his head and walked out of the room. I turned to Loki. His face showed no emotion- but his eyes did. They looked sad and confused and angry all at once. These were the eyes of a child.
"Oh Sigyn… you shouldn't have come." He murmured, staring at the ceiling of the room.
"I didn't choose to." I whispered, tears in my eyes- my heart broke with all we weren't saying. I left the room after that- I didn't know what else to say. I went to the room they had been watching me from on the "CCTV". In the room were Clint, Natasha, Fury and Tony.
"Sigyn, it's lovely to see you again." Tony said, walking forward in greeting. With a shy curtsy, I gave thanks to him.
"It's most lovely to see you again Tony. You were sorely missed." I replied with a large, warm smile. My heart still ached for Loki. He may deny it out loud but I knew that inside he was hurting. Natasha was watching me intently. I was convinced she'd seen through my façade.
"How are you, Sigyn?" She asked, her face serious. It all made sense when I realised they'd seen and heard everything.
"I am well, thank you for your concern." I said, my smile stubbornly remaining on my face. Natasha raised her eyebrows in disbelief- I simply shook my head sadly at her. I could feel tears brewing- it hurt to watch my best friend in such emotional pain. He told me everything he'd done and I had a serious feeling that he felt guilty.
"Fury, what was that dreadful shuddering we experienced in the cage room?" I enquired, desperate to change the subject before I began to cry.
"It doesn't matter. Probably just a malfunction up on top deck. No doubt I'll resolve the issue." I could tell immediately Fury was lying through his darned teeth. Rather than press him for the truth, I accepted what he told me.
I sat down wearily at the glass table, fully aware of all eyes on me.
"How do you know Loki well enough for him to hug you?" Clint asked, taking out an arrow from a cupboard and examining it. Taken aback by the incredulous tone in his voice, I stared at him for a minute or two, until I realised he actually wanted an answer.
"Oh! Erm… well Loki and I grew up together, you see. He was my best friend, despite his best friend being Thor. We were "Joint at the hip" as you say here. I cherished every moment I spent with him. My father was a subject of Odin's, someone Odin looked up to. Now you know all about Odin and Thor and Loki, yes?" I presumed that Thor had explained his past and Loki's heritage. They nodded almost in unison.
"Anyway, when I reached your age equivalent of 14, I began to experience the changes that take place in most women. My father, paranoid that Loki and I would bond, moved me away. I became depressed after that. My magic was all I had to comfort me- I used this magic to watch him grow up. He was so miserable, trapped in Thor's shadow. I pitied him so." I said, remembering Loki and my past and how it intertwined.
"So you seriously pity this guy?" Tony asked, motioning with his hands his disbelief.
"You don't know him like I do." I said, making a meek effort to defend myself.
"That's besides the point- he managed to murder 80 people in two days, and then countless more in one day due to bringing an army he couldn't control!" Steve interjected, clearly aggravated by my choice of admiration.
I didn't argue with that- I couldn't deny the truth, no matter what my heart said. There was a long stretch of silence after Steve's outburst, a stretch quite tense and emotional. I was preparing myself for whatever someone said next.
"Do you love him?" Tony asked me, a smirk playing on his lips. I wanted to slap that smirk off.
"No. Even if I did, it's none of your concern." I snapped, standing up dramatically. The chair tilted backwards and toppled over. Tony wasn't expecting my violent response- he took a step back. I hadn't warned anyone of my anger issues. When I got angry, I became like Loki. It was something I was unable to control.
"Whoa, take a deep breath and take it down a notch." He said, his hands rising in submission.
"I will not calm down when you speak to me like that." I hissed, walking closer to him still. In the back of my mind, I wondered why no one was restraining me. Was I not threatening enough?
"I have more power in one finger than you do even with your tin suit on." I growled, advancing. Tony didn't flinch or move any further away- he'd decided to be defiant.
"Oh really? If you were less weak-willed perhaps I would be happy to fight you." He dared to call me weak-willed?
"Weak willed? You have nerve. Here I am, advancing on you and threatening on you and all you do is challenge me. Why not fight me?" I asked, not stopping.
"Because I do not fight women." He replied simply.
"Weakling." I snarled.
"Okay, that's enough. Sigyn, with me." Fury said. I ignored him and carried on glaring at Tony. With a heavy sigh, Fury turned to Natasha.
"Would you do the honours?" He said. Honours? What honours? I thought, momentarily confused. Silently, Natasha walked up behind me and held me back by the arms. I didn't retaliate- my sub-conscious wanted this. I allowed her to take me into my cage.
"What was all that about?" Natasha said, locking me in.
"I was feeling emotionally vulnerable- I was upset and confused and I couldn't control myself. When you leave, can you tell him I'm incredibly sorry?" I asked.
"You can come out and say that yourself- you may be sent away again, but explain how sorry you are and I'm sure you'll be forgiven." I nodded and walked out of the cage before. I discovered I was limping. In all my rage I ignored the pain in my right shin. Not wanting to be discovered, I acted like I was fine, trying to walk without a limp.
"Hey, you're limping- are you okay?" She asked, not fooled by my acting.
"When I knocked the chair over it stabbed me harshly in the leg. I am sure it'll wear off by the end of tomorrow." I assured. I placed a healing spell on- it would definitely be healed by tomorrow night.
"Using a healing spell?" She asked, looking into my eyes. I really trusted her. She was the closest to being a friend of the Avengers group.
"Yes I am." Nodding, she walked back down the corridor into the room where the incidents took place. They were all still in there. Tony didn't look daunted by our argument and my outburst. He did look slightly concerned when he saw me walk through the door.
"Tony, I am so sorry. I have been on rough waters emotionally, and that's no excuse for my behaviour. I am sorry." I said, looking down guiltily. I braced myself for whatever sharp retorts I would receive. They did not come. Instead he chuckled and walked up to me.
"I won't hold a grudge on you- I was pushing your buttons. Forgiven." He said with a wide smile. I was relieved- I liked Tony, and I was saddened at the thought of us being uneasy with each other.
"Thank you. I really like you, and I see you as an ally and a friend." I said truthfully. I was fed up with lying to myself and others- another lie would surely kill me. Even though I was content and relieved, I still felt wrong. I looked at the computer that showed me the CCTV moving pictures of Loki. Tony told me it was called footage. I watched my old friend sit in misery. He stared into space- remembering? I couldn't be sure. I shut my eyes and concentrated on his spiritual energy, and I fed on it like a suckling foal. I used this as a way of reading his thoughts and emotions.
Sigyn, stop listening to my thoughts. My heart froze when I realised he knew that I was reading his mind. Embarrassed and flustered, I released the energy I clung to and watched him. He knew I watched him, for he turned to the CCTV "camera" and the footage "zoomed in" as Tony put it. I could see Loki clearer. He winked at me in a very childish way. Then he smiled my smile. I called it my smile because he always used it most around me. It was a proper smile that showed quite a few of his white teeth. It crinkled his nose at the bridge and made his emerald eyes stand out. It was a truly beautiful smile. I blushed at this, and he laughed.
"Stop blushing, honestly." He said, his voice smiling. I wasn't even aware it was possible to make your voice smile, but he achieved it.
"Can you see me?" I whispered. I instantly felt ridiculous after, knowing he could not.
"I do not need to see you- I know you from Adam. I'm also listening to your thoughts. You ought to learn to pick up when others are penetrating your mind." With a shocked gasp, I growled obscenities in my head at him. They were playful but mean. After the initial shock of my growl, he began to laugh. I felt so whole around him. I always had. I realised that I would have to spend all my time around him to feel whole. I just needed to explain that to Fury.
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