"This is a stupid plan." Natasha said as she glared out of the car window.
"I don't like letting her go in there alone." Clint crossed his arms and glared at Tony, whose plan it was.
"For once I actually agree with your lot. It's a stupid plan." They all turned to look at Loki who turned to look out the window. Stark raised an eyebrow and whistled.
"That bad huh?" a chorus of yes sounded in the back of the minivan that they had acquired. "Well if were to be honest I didn't want to send her in after her father with no backup. Its the only thing that she would agree to." He braked suddenly as they caught up with her as she parked her small car and got out.
"Now we wait." Steve said as he put his feet up on the dash. They had sent her in with a tracker on her car and an emergency button that Tony had created that was linked to the car so that they would know if she was in trouble.
Kim stepped into the old building, he hadn't said where to meet him but she knew that he would be here. It was an old laboratory in uptown Manhattan, the same laboratory that had put her off the place for the rest of her life. She took a breath through gritted teeth and pushed through the door. Eyes, red and brown, turned to face her as she stepped inside a cold glare firmly set.
"Where is he?" there were only 30 or so in the room, he'd left his troops scattered, one of them had a stretcher in his ear and an eerily familiar sense to him.
"Oi boss, she showed up." A man with sandy blonde hair turned to face her. She hadn't seen him properly for nearly 80 years but the first thing she noticed was how the years had affected him. His wrinkles cut deeper than the photo that they had shown earlier suggested, there was more grey in his hair than last time, and his eyes had changed from brown to green.
"You're looking good for 2026. Check her!" Two of his men stepped forwards and started going through her pockets and she let out a sigh of relief when they didn't find the small button hidden under her glove.
"I have to say that you look like shit." She stepped forwards and he smirked, his green eyes lighting up. "I mean, you're dying. Last I saw you your eyes were brown." His smirk vanished, replaced by an almost evil smile.
"Not for long. Now, tell me, did you enjoy your life? I want to know before I kill you." He grabbed her wrist and she flinched away from him, his breath smell like death, as he dragged her.
"Now you care? What about when you married me off to a man 3 times my age? What about when you drained me of almost all of my blood the last time we met? Or have you forgotten that we have seen each other since I was born?" He chained her to a table by her wrist and as he reached to grab the other she pressed the button. "I made friends, that's one thing you didn't know about already. Very strong friends." He grabbed her and chained her down. His green eyes met hers and he chuckled.
"And what are these friends going to do? Save you?" He turned and grabbed a tube with a needle attached and stuck it into her arm, beyond caring if it hit a vein or an artery.
"More likely they'll free me, so that I can kick your ass." She smirked up at her father though fear was clearly written in every line of her features. He smiled down at her.
"Well their going to be too late." He grabbed up a walkie- talkie and held it to his mouth, looking her in the eye as he spoke. "Fire at will."
"What did Will ever do to you?" The door opened and a smirking Stark stood behind it.
"Dad meet my friends." she leant forwards as Cap sent his shield between her and the table, cutting the chains, and kicked him where it hurt. He stumbled backwards clutching his crotch as the Cap and Loki made it to her. The others had been caught in the fight that had kicked off the second they had entered the room. She rubbed her wrists as she stood up, turning on the spot, looking for her friends, for her daughter who had demanded they let her along.
"Are you alright?" the Cap asked as she reached for the dagger she had taken from he armoury. If she relied on her weapons stored in the temporary pocket she would exhaust herself and create her own weakness. She could work with a dagger.
"Don't let the bullets touch you, if they do you're dead." she pulled the tube out of her arm and pulled her hoodie sleeve down to her elbow. She'd been distracted by her friends that she hadn't seen her father get up and run towards the other side of the floor. Loki did, he ran towards him only for him to get shot. Kim's eyes followed him but she didn't realise what was happening until it was too late to do anything about it.
A curse slipped off of her tongue as she ran forwards, after him, but the Cap grabbed her arm. She stopped and was caught in the shoulder by a stray bullet of Nat's, wincing she pulled free of Steve and sprinted. She tried to ignore the sudden radio static that buzzed in her ears as she ran, dodging her father's soldiers and kicking and stabbing if she had to, to Loki's side.
"You are bleeding." She looked him up and down for the small dart like bullet and found it embedded in his right shoulder. His brows furrowed when her hands hovered over it, jaw clenching slightly when she touched the skin. Her hands ghosted over it before she decided it was best to leave it in.
"It's already in your system, I need to beat it to your heart." He visibly tensed, head tilting backwards slightly, as she cut away the clothes preventing her from getting to his chest.
"I think you may have already, I am not sure. However I think it may be too late." She locked eyes with him.
"No, don't say that now. Both of those things are never to be said in the middle of a fight." He smirked thought it turned into a pained hiss as she cut into his chest with her knife. Blood beaded at the blade and she tutted at the dark veins and arteries creeping down from his shoulder. A pained moan escaped him as she slipped her fingers into the wound. His back arched and she frowned, reaching for her hand with the blade, cutting her palm.
Her blood dripped onto his chest, her blood a different colour to his, as she tried to straddle him.
"Calm down, Loki. I need you to understand, I need to mix my blood with yours so that you can fight it off. I'm sorry." She squeezed her bloodied hand inside his chest and he gasped. Her blood fused with his own and his veins started to clear as she pulled her hand out. The wound closed almost instantly as her blood took over and started to heal all that wasn't as it should be. She looked around and only then realised that Steve had followed her and was protecting them with his shield.
"I think your father wants to talk with you." Steve struggled to meet her eyes, his kept on flicking over his shield, as he spoke. Kim looked around and saw her father coming slowly towards her, a foreign blade in his hand. She stood up and offered Loki a hand up. He accepted and watched her in a new found awe as her blood pulsed through his veins, it was only temporary but he finally felt the pain she felt every waking moment. If that was only a fraction he was amazed how she wasn't driven mad, then again there was nothing to prove that she hadn't been.
"Give me a gun." She called out to Natasha who unclipped one from her side and handed it to her as she passed. As she walked towards her father his forces split like the red sea supposedly had. She cocked the gun and flicked the safety off and aimed it at her fathers head.
"We can stop this fight now." He span the blade in his hand as he circled her. The blade was long and purple, and the way he handled it suggested that he was scared of the weapon in his hands.
"Stopping this fight would damn near kill me, but you wouldn't be satisfied. You would come back after my blood again and again and do whatever you had to to get it. It's the only thing that's keeping you alive, or at least it was. It's either ran out or gone off by now, that's why you want me." She replied as his eyes widened. She had known for a while, she'd figured out earlier.
"Okay, you're right. But would you be able to stop me?" He jumped at her and she dodged just barely. He smirked as it grazed her skin. "Do you know what this is? It's Zentark steel, highly toxic to our kind. It holds the same properties as the darts we're firing at you and your friends. Your right arm is probably starting to feel numb already." She cursed as her arm became useless. "We acquired them as war trophies, we have 2 in total on our planet, which you'll never get to see." She hadn't heard hem behind her but she did now. She span around and grabbed their wrist as the blade her father was holding plunged into her back, through the tissue near heart.
Loki, Cap, and Natasha noticed this and all jumped forwards as they fought heir way through the remnants of his men. Her father smiled at her as he kicked her out of the window, the light from her eyes vanishing. Loki was the closest but Cap reached them first, Steve kicked her fathers legs out from under him as Loki jumped after her, knowing that she would die if she hit the floor and knowing that he wouldn't. He heard the gunshot but he didn't process it until he caught up with her and turned them so that he would land on his back. They had shot her father. The radio buzz turned off and he saw Steve at the window before he hit the floor and blacked out.