Savior

Chapter thirty: First mission

I woke up early to get some running and weight training in because Nat and Steve were busy.

It was kinda cold so I cut the run short at a mile and went inside.

I brushed my teeth and tied my hair into a bun. I look at myself in the mirror having trouble recognizing myself.
It's hard to accept the fact that this is even my life now. I look so different, so much... fuller.

I take off my socks and step on the cold scale next to the sink.
A small shiver fell down my spin as my toes settled on the glass.

160.0 lbs

How is this even possible? I've been working out so hard.

I run my hands through my hair and grip the ends trying not to start crying.

I take a couple deep breaths and slowly release the pressure from my head. I strip my moist clothes throwing them to the side and getting into the shower.

I turn the water up the the highest heat and stood under it for I don't even know how long.
My goosebumps don't go away so I soap up, wash off, and get out of the shower.
I don't bother detangling my hair, I know I'll regret it but I couldn't care less.

I get to my room and change into a grey matching jumpsuit.

I walked out to the kitchen opening the fridge, of course finding nothing to raise my appetite.

"Hello darling." I hear Loki's smooth voice behinds me.

"Shit, you fucking scared me." I turn around closing the fridge and seeing him by the window with a book.

"There is a package here for you." He says taking a seat on the couch in front of the coffee table. He pointed to a medium sized brown box tied with a black silk ribbon.

I take a seat opposite him, "I don't know anyone who would send me anything."

To: Agent Y/N
From: Nick Fury

Loki adjusts himself to rest his elbows on his knees watching me open the package.
I remove the ribbon and take off the lid.

It's filled with black velvet that held up two beautiful daggers. The ones I used when I auditioned a couple weeks ago.

They were shined and decorated with small green gems on the handles.

Loki started laughing softly as I picked up one of the daggers showing them to him.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing... it's just they look like mine."

"Yours? You have daggers."

He smirks, "yes I could show you them if I didn't have these on," he strokes the bracelets on his wrist.

I take out the top part that holds the daggers and take out the black leather thigh garters that came with it.

"Oh I'd love to see you try those on," he says lying back on the couch.

"I'm sure you'd love that."

We are interrupted by Tony walking in with Steve, Bucky, Natasha, Bruce, and Clint.

They are all dressed up in their combat uniforms.

I get up and ask, "where are you guys going? Do you have a mission?"

Steve attaches his shield onto his back and explains, "yes we are going to take down a small Hydra group that is a center for weapons trading in the city."