The Rage Of Lost Lights || Loki x Reader

Chapter|| 3

"Y/N, calm down, would you?" Thor muttered while gesturing for you to relax a bit.

"How do you guys always give me a reason to go mad and then tell me to calm down, huh?" you hiss as the others see your jaw clench and your eyebrows furrow.

The colors in your eyes are swirling around like a tornado as they flash like an exploding galaxy. Your body starts to lift itself off the ground and your hands begin to form colorful balls of your power.

"Y/N, I'm being serious now, please relax a bit. You don't want to hurt us, do you?" Tony partly squeals.

"Oh, I wouldn't be too sure about that. Especially you Sark."

Natasha steps forward, giving you a pleading look to not hurt anybody. You look into her eyes and start to feel the slightest bit of calmness rising in your core as your body slowly sinks back onto the ground.

"I knew you would be too scared to hurt us," Tony scoffs which gave you the final push over the edge.

"Oh Tony," you laugh, "It's always that last line."

With that being said you rise until you're as far under the roof as possible. You feel the power balls in your hands grow larger and larger as you raise one arm to gain momentum before you throw the giant orb right onto Tony who quickly stretches out his arms for his suit to come, fly up to him, but it's too late. You hit him before the metal could protect his body and he falls back into the wall looking rather overwhelmed while his eyes slowly start to close and you see his consciousness fade away.

As you let another ball grow in your hands you look around the team expectantly.

"Anyone else who thinks they could easily defeat me or defeat me in general?" you growl at the shocked team that doesn't even seem to bother about an injured Tony in the back of the room.

"No," Steve gulps as you let out a satisfied sigh while standing back on the ground and letting your eyes and hands turn back to normal.

"That's what I thought," you smirk.

"Oh, I would like to test that out," you turn around to be faced with a black leather armor with hints of gold and green in it.

"Loki?" Thor gasps as you feel his breath on your head assuming he walked closer to take in the god who was supposed to be dead.
You turn your head a bit to take a look at how close he is and as you see his face basically inches away from you, you send a small glowing orb into his stomach so he flies back and hits the wall that was already decorated with Tony's unconscious self.

"I need my space Sparkles," you scoff into his direction before turning back around to the Trickster god.

"Feisty, I like her," the god smirks.

"Yeah, how couldn't you like me, but I can't return the favor," you snap at him as he puts up his hands in defense which was obvious sarcasm.

"What do you want Loki?" Steve speaks up.

"Why do you always think I'm planning something specific when you see me?" the Trickster questions.

"Well, because you are," you reply to which he just nods seemingly realizing that he normally does have some type of plan.

"As unrealistic as it sounds, I indeed have no specific reason to be here besides my brother."

Thor glances up from the floor with a surprised look on his face,

"What did you just say?"

"Look, I know me faking my death probably was not the best thing to do when it comes to you Thor, but I simply had enough of every single one of you always running after me, trying to lock me away for some people I've killed in 2012," Loki responds.

"We wouldn't chase you anymore, Loki. We know it was mind control," Natasha assures the god to which his eyebrows furrow and his jaw starts to clench.

"It was NOT mind control. No one can control me. No one can get into my mind, I'm too strong to let that happen," he partly yells.

"Stop denying Horns, we know it was," Tony notes with a raspy voice as you see him circling his fingers on his temples, trying to release some of the pain that is tormenting his head.

"Well, then you got it wrong because no one could ever control me," Loki spits at the genius.

"Bet," you say as you raise your hands to Lokis temples, letting your magic do its job of wandering into his mind. After you see his eyes glow the same like yours did earlier you put your hands down and make him walk up to Thor.

"Tell me, Thor, what's something you've always wanted Loki to do?" you ask the God of Thunder.

"No Y/N, if it's not out of his own intentions then I don't want him to do anything. Get out of his mind," Thor growls at you while giving you a death stare.

"A hug it is!" you grin, making the Trickster embrace his brother in a warm and loving hug. Thor continues to glare at you over Lokis' shoulder, not hugging his brother back.

"Thor I can read your mind. Give in and just hug him back. You might never experience this again," you roll your eyes at his stubbornness as he starts to overcome his pride and hug his brother back.

Just then you decide to let Loki have control over his mind again and watch as the Trickster starts to find himself in a situation he never wanted to be in. You see a small dagger forming in his hand shortly before he stabs his brother in the arm, just enough to scare him away.

"So much for 'No one is strong enough to control my mind'," you scoff at the god.

"You think so highly of yourself that you dare to test a god, you twat," Loki glares at you with pure rage in his eyes.

"Indeed, I do think highly of me. Probably a lot higher than I think of every single one of you," you state.

"And why's that?" Loki questions slowly stepping closer to you while keeping a firm grip on his dagger.

You two now stand right in front of each other, noses touching and feeling each other's breaths on your skin as you open your mouth,

"Because I am better than you."