Monsters - Loki x Reader Fanfiction.

The Avengers Initiative.

It was an average day. Y/N was sitting, eating lunch in her favourite diner. They had the best pancakes and syrup, which made her feel like a kid again. Before her Mother had died, she always used to take her to get pancakes whenever she had the money. Those were some of Y/N's happiest memories. Today, however, there was a lot of cars parked outside, but barely anyone in the restaurant. "Hmm, Strange." She thought to herself. Before that day, the  thought of being caught had never really passed Y/N's mind. She knew she was stealthy enough in her work. You see, she was smart. So smart that there hadn't been a single trace of evidence linked to her in any of her murders in the four years since she had started. The news and the conspiracy theorists had started calling her Ultraviolence. The name didn't appeal to her initially, but it stuck for some reason. Y/N was just finishing up when a man with an eyepatch and strange, black outfit, entered the diner. Y/N noticed he looked professional, and dangerous. She hoped he wasn't there for her. So she avoided eye contact, organizing the napkins around her onto her tray, to look busy and to keep her head down. It didn't work. Y/N rolled her eyes when she realized he was sitting right in front of her. Smiling.

"Look, if you want my number, I'm only 18. And you look...Old."

"I'm not here to hit on you, Y/N"

"H-How did you know?"

He smirked.

"I'm Nick Fury, of S.H.I.E.L.D, but you can call me Fury. We've been keeping a record on you for a while. And you're quite the criminal, aren't you?

Y/N was frozen, shocked. How could he possibly know what she had done? She knew that bluffing would do her no good, and so her flight response kicked in. She tried to stand but was quickly interrupted by Fury.

"Don't bother running, you're surrounded."

Shit. How was she gonna get out of this one. Perhaps she could act tough? Pretend she doesn't care what he thinks of her, or what he plans to do to her.

"So what, are you planning to arrest me or something?"

"No, I'm working on something called the Avengers initiative. A group of heroes assembled to defend the world from intergalatic threats. We could use someone like you on the team."

"Intergalatic? What-Like Aliens?"

"Yes. Like Aliens."

"No offence sir, but I don't think I'm equipped for that."

"Yes you are. You're what 18? A random kid from Brooklyn. And yet, you're a mass murderer, master thief, hacker and god knows what else.

I've seen the security footage. Your fighting skills excel that of some of my agents who have been training for years. "

"And why should I help you?"

"Because if you do, I'm sure we can make a deal which keeps your ass out of prison"

"And why would you want a murderer on your team of heroes?"

"Almost everyone on that team has killed people, and everyone loves a redemption arc. So are you in?"

"I mean I don't really have any other choice now do I?"

"No. Now what is it they call you again?"

"Who?"

"The news and stuff, what's that funny little nickname they gave you."

"Ultraviolence"

"Ultraviolence, follow me to the jet."

He swiftly walked up and out of the diner. Y/N was still processing what had happened by the time he was outside the window, staring into it and beckoning for her to hurry up. When she caught up to Fury outside, he didn't speak another word to her. She began searching the land around her with her eyes, looking for this Jet he was supposed to be leading her too. Her confusion was quickly discarded when Fury stopped in an open space, and gave an order into his earpiece. Then all at once, the pixels of the sky quickly transformed into pieces of silver metal, which unveiled themselves more and more, until the entirety of a jet sat in it's place. The door opened a ramp for them to walk onto, and as it did Fury turned to Y/N and gave a smug little smirk. Y/N followed him to the jet, taking in all of our surroundings as she did. When she entered, she seen a woman with red hair sitting at the pilots seat, along with another man in the co-pilot seat. She turned to look at Y/N before exclaiming