I'm no good at battle scenes, so this chapter might suck. It needs to be written, though, so I did my best.
Loki, Tony, the Avengers, the Chitauri, Odin and the Asgardians, and all other eecognizable characters belong to Marvel. Erika belongs to me, and Jormungand, Hela, Sliepnir, and Fenrir belong to whoever wrote the Norse myths.
I changed the summary to something a little more fitting, FYI.
How long would it take, Loki wondered, for them to realize what he had done and where he had gone? How long before Tony realized his beacon was gone? Would he put two and two together and come after Loki, or leave him to the mercy of the Chitauri?
Steeling his nerves, Loki activated the beacon and readied himself for the worst.
He did not have to wait long.
A portal ripped through the sky and hundreds of Chitauri swarmed towards him. He twisted the handle of his weapon and readied himself.
Fighting off the Chitauri whilst evading their energy blasts was not an easy task, and Loki found that they were doing far more damage to him than he was to them. One particularly large Chitauri soldier rushed him and would have gutted him like a fish, but had dropped dead, an arrow stuck between its eyes. The Chitauri were unable to get to him, banging on an energy force field.
"That won't hold them forever."
Loki turned and his throat went dry. "Jormungand."
Jormungand bowed slightly. "Did you really believe we would abandon you?"
Loki blinked. "We?"
A Chitauri soldier broke through the barrier and was knocked back by a blast of energy.
"Nice try, Ugly," Iron Man's synthesized voice called as he landed next to Loki. The faceplate slid up and Tony smirked at Loki. "Gotta try harder than that to get rid of us, Babe," he said.
The Avengers had followed him. They were willing to die for him.
Loki swallowed the lump in his throat and shook his head. "This is my fight, you need not bother yourself," he said, his voice cracking. Damn, his mask was slipping.
"The hell we don't," Iron Man shot back. "You're one of us now, and we defend our own. Call it, Cap."
Captain America stood tall and proud and surveyed the surrounding enemy before laying out the basic plan—Black Widow and Hawkeye would take out as many as they could, Iron Man would work on containment, and Thor would try and slow them from coming through the portal. The hulk, of course, would smash all who got in his way, and Cap would give his assistance wherever it was needed. His last instructions were for Jormungand. "See if there's anything you can do to close that portal," he instructed.
Jormungand nodded. "As you wish, dear Captain."
The barrier broke, and the battle began. They did their best, but they were seriously outnumbered. Hawkeye and Widow kept the Chitauri away from Jormungand as he worked to summon enough power to close the portal, and Thor used his lightning to stop any more from coming through. The best Jormungand could do at the moment was combine his magic with his uncle's lightning and form a barrier that would electrocute all who tried to pass it.
Iron Man didn't have to worry about containing them, since they were all focused on killing Loki, so he took down as many as he could.
They all did their best, but in the end there were too many. Jormungand's barrier lost its strength and more Chitauri came through.
Just as all looked lost, an ear-splitting roar cut through the air and a blinding light made everyone shield their eyes. Seconds later, a giant wolf with fur so dark brown it was almost black came crashing through the enemy ranks, swatting away the Chitauri as if they were merely insects. The wolf was followed by hundreds of men in armor, all of them at lest six feet tall. They were led by an old man with an eyepatch riding a black eight-legged horse.
Odin himself and the might of Asgard had joined the fight, but Loki could not stop watching the wolf.
"Fenrir," he breathed, and that was all he had time to do before he had to defend himself against more Chitauri.
They were winning, Loki though suddenly. The force of Odin's army and his son's wrath was killing more and more Chitauri, and Jormungand had made a barrier strong enough to hold off any more from coming through.
"We need to close that portal and make sure everything on the other side can't bother us anymore," Jormungand breathed, exhausted from having to use so much magic at once.
"We can help," said Hela, appearing beside them with Erika by her side.
"I'll bet if we put our magic together, we can zap those bastards and close the portal," said Erika.
Iron Man landed beside them and the faceplate snapped open. "Why the hell did you come here? I thought I told you to stay out of this!"
Erika crossed her arms. "Excuse me, but you should be thanking me right now. I brought us backup, so you're welcome." She gestured to the Asgardian warriors still fighting.
"You brought them here?" Loki asked.
Erika grinned. "Well, I didn't outright bring them here to Earth, but I managed to convince Odin to lend us a hand." She paused. "I may have also kind of yelled at him. And told him who I really was. And then demand he release Fenrir." She paused again, and then gave a shrill whistle. A moment later, a tall young man with wild dark brown hair dressed in furs and armor appeared by her side. "I am not some mongrel pup to be summoned," he growled.
Erika rolled her eyes. "Whatever, we need all the magic we can get right now."
The fighting continued while Erika, Jormungand, Hela, and Fenrir formed a circle.
"Hey, don't forget about me!"
A shorter young man with short black hair came to their circle.
Hela smiled and made room for the newcomer. "We wouldn't dream of it, Sleipnir." The circle reformed and they all clasped hands. The minute they were all connected, a poisonous green glow engulfed them and a barrier made of pure energy cut them off from the rest of the battle.
"Well I'll be damned," Iron man breathed, his faceplate snapping back in place. He was so enamored with the magic going on he didn't notice the Chitauri rushing him with its energy gun aimed right for him.
"Tony, move!" was all Loki said before he took the blast meant for Tony. The Chitairu was taken down seconds later by one of Tony's repulser blasts, but by then it was too late.
The moment Erika's hands clasped her siblings' the power coursing through her almost knocked her off her feet. Jormungand and Hela kept her upright and she took a deep breath, trying to calm her erratic heartbeat.
"Holy shit," she breathed. She'd been toying with magic lately, but nothing like this. "What now?"
"Like you said," said Jormungand. "Zap the bastards and close the portal."
Another wave of magic swept through the circle and concentrated in the middle before shooting up towards the sky.
The screams of the Chitairu could be heard for miles as they were elextrocuted by the siblings' magic, and one by one the life on the ships died out until none remained. The magic shifted then and surrounded the portal, stitching the sky back up like a torn cloth. When the portal was sealed, the extra magic spread among the remaining Chitauri and fried them like eggs on a hot sidewalk. As soon as the last Chitauri was dead, Erika collapsed. Fenrir helped her sit up and supported her. "Easy, Little Sister," he said softly.
"What a rush," she laughed, trying to catch her breath. After a few moments she managed to get to her feet and turn towards where she last saw her parents. "Not bad, am I right?" she asked with a smirk.
The smirk vanished when she got a good look at the scene in front of her.
Loki lay on the ground, wheezing and coughing, and Tony was kneeling by his side.
Erika's insides froze and she took a hesitant step forward. "Mom?" she asked in a quiet shaky breath. "Mom!" she sprinted forward, falling to the ground beside her parents.
"Momma?"
"Tis nothing, Child," Loki wheezed, then looked towards his other children. "If one of you could be so kind . . . . ?" he trailed off.
Sliepnir knelt beside Loki. "Allow me," he offered, his hands glowing with magic.
"Momma's Boy," Fenrir muttered, and was elbowed by Hela. "Oi!" he complained.
Loki's wound was serious, but nothing any of his children couldn't heal. Tony breathed out a sigh of relief. "Don't scare me like that," he muttered, pulling Loki close.
As tired as he was, Loki did not protest. He only kicked up a fuss when the Allfather deemed them worthy of his attention. "Allfather," he greeted, climbing to his feet. "To what do we owe the honor of your prescence?"
Odin frowned. "You would do well to show gratitude, Silvertongue," he warned. "I have done you a great service."
Loki opened his mouth to say something (spiteful, probably), but was cut off by Tony. "Yes, you have, and we are really, really grateful," he said quickly.
Odin glanced at Tony. "So, this is the Man of Iron. The man who holds my son's heart."
Loki started at that and he gave Odin a wary look.
Odin sighed and gave Loki a small hint of a smile. "no matter what crimes you commit, you are still and always will be my son."
This struck something deep within him, and he remained silent.
After a long discussion (and a lot of arguing), it was decided that Loki would continue to serve his sentence on Midgard, and his children would have a trial period to show the Allfather they were worthy of their newfound freedom. Odin argued heavily against it.
"And why should I allow this?" he asked.
"I don't think they're asking permission," Erika said bravely, and this switched the conversation to focus on her. Her parentage and whether she was dangerous was discussed, but in the end, Odin showed her leniency. With all of this decided, he took his leave, him and the other warriors being summoned back to Asgard.
"What a jerk," Erika snorted. "So glad I'm not actually related to the asshole."
"So," Clint said to Tony after a moment of silence. "You and Loki, huh?"
A/N: I know, I know, this chapter sucks. I'm sorry, I did the best I could *hangs head in shame* I promise the next one will be better.
Next chapter will focus mainly on Erika and her siblings, with a few sassy comments from Clint thrown in.