you sat in a cold unidentified room trying to hack in to the SHEILD hardware
"fuck!" you smashed your hand on the keyboard, frustrated that you couldn't hack past their highly secure firewall.
you tried retyping in multiple passwords over and over, but yet, nothing. sweat dripped down your face as you knew you didn't have much time left before the computer shut down and signaled SHEILD. your leg bounces anxiously on the floor. tap tap tap.
suddenly you heard a pair of footsteps in the near hallway and dashed out the door and the down the stairwell of the abandoned building. that was your power, super speed. in a flash you were outside in the familiar woods from where you had entered the lost building, but you ran into something, a figure. how could they know where your position would be if you were invisible to the eye when running? you looked up and met your opponent.
a tall man with slicked back black hair that briefly touched his shoulders. he looked like he had used the whole bottle of grease god damn. his facial features were extremely strong, sharp cheekbones and pointy eyebrows. bright green snake-like eyes stared into your soul. before you could react he grabbed you tightly by the throat and pushed you against a nearby tree.
"Y/N, i presume?" he grinned devilishly while you struggled in his grasp.
"my name is loki laufeyson and ive been sent to bring you home. you've been a naughty boy playing with all of SHEILD'S little toys" he laughed and tightened his grip on your throat and before you knew it, you were out cold. the last thing you saw was his evil grin and viridescent snake eyes.
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you blinked open your tired heavy eyes. glancing around the confined room you saw nothing much, a toilet, sink, a few chairs and the comfy bed you currently sitting up in. before you could make your way out the automatic door slid open and he stepped in. Loki.
"hello my dear, do you remember me" he sauntered over to you, his black cape dragging behind his feet. he pulled out a chair from the corner of the room and placed it next to your bed. he took a seat and stroked his soft stubble-less face, as if he was thinking about what to say to you.
"right, if your not going to talk i guess i'll have to do all the talking. it's been brought to SHEILD'S attention that you've been messing around with their private things, hm? so as a new avenger my first mission was assigned to capture you to prove to stark and fury i was good enough for the team." he declared, not breaking eye contact. his eyes struck fear in you, as if the screams of a million murdered souls were stuck in them. but yet, you saw beauty in his face, there was no doubt he was a very attractive man. you can't be thinking this, no. he's your enemy.
a cold hand brushed under your chin and brought your head up to look at him.
"oh Y/N, what are we going to do with you" he whispered, drawing his thumb across your stubbly chin. you couldn't help but find this tender moment attractive... but you snapped out of it
"SHEILD killed my family, i despise them, i despise you loki laufeyson. i will bring down sheild, i will singlehandedly kill off the avengers and i will personally make sure that yours is the most painful and slow death of all" that was the first that you had mumbled since being taken. loki's eyes widened in a look of surprise. but then... he laughed?
"wow Y/N that was surprising i didn't know you had that in you!" he chuckled as he gripped his stomach, roaring with laughter.
before he could say anything more you brought back a fist and struck him hard across the face. loki stumbled backwards and caressed his face in the area you had punched him. his eyes darkened and he ran at you forcing you upwards out of your bed and standing up. he held you up in the air by your neck, not smiling, not talking, just staring right in to your eyes as he choked you to eventual death. your vision started blackening and your breathe was shortening.... but suddenly he dropped you to the floor. you gasped for air sprawled out on the cold floor, trying to compose yourself.
he kneeled down next to your limp body and brushed the damp messy hair off your forehead.
"your hot when you struggle. see you tomorrow pretty boy"
and with that, he was gone.....
780 words i'm tired. let me know if you want a part 2 goodnight love you guys! thank you for the support on here it means so much ❤️
