The Sweetest Rose-LokixOC

Chapter 2

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SHIELD agents sped past Loki's cell-disguised-as-a-bedroom, fully kitted out with bullet proof vests and guns. Crossing his arms, he leaned indolently against the open doorway watching them scurry around like rats.

A female agent frowned at him judgmentally, taking in his black t-shirt and sweatpants and the monitor clamped around his ankle. Loki gave her a roguish wink. She recoiled, hurrying to catch up with her team, already disappearing around the corner.

An amused smile tugged at his mouth. He had been SHIELD's prisoner for nearly a year now and was used to the mortals running about, struggling to put out supernatural fires around the globe.

Many agents had died in the final battle with Thanos and the shadow organization was still working to rebuild their numbers.

Humans. Loki shook his head disdainfully. They were such fools. Although, some of them had heart.

His hand hovered against his side, remembering the vicious stab wound caused by one of Thanos' cronies before he escaped from the titan's ship and commandeered a portal to Midgard. Then the face of a human woman hovering over Loki, pale and concerned as she attempted to aid him.

Two days passed before the wound fully healed but hiding in New York proved to be a mistake. The Avengers returned to their headquarters and soon reports of Loki came flooding in. Thor was the one who found him.

They fought.

Loki would never surrender to his brother so easily even knowing he no longer had Asgard to rule over and that Earth was his only option for a future.

SHIELD of course, wanted him dead after the havoc he caused in New York with the Chitauri.

When he was brought in, Thor and the other Avengers had intervened for Loki. After saving the world, SHIELD and the council behind them were willing to grant the Avengers a favor. Loki was spared.

Spared. Loki sneered. If being locked in an underground facility for months on end could be considered spared. The woman in the park had shown Loki more mercy than that.

Loki strode through the compound until he reached the conference room. Clint Hawkeye, Thor, Bruce Banner, Tony Stark, and Natasha Romanoff sat at a sleek glass table. One chair was starkly empty.

After the battle Captain Steve Rogers had traveled back in time to finish things but took a detour along the way to find his sweetheart Peggy Carter. The good captain was an old man now and no longer capable of carrying out the duties of an Avenger.

Loki still could not believe that a mortal had been able to wield Mjolnir even for a short time.

He leaned against the back wall, smirking at everyone.

To Loki's great disappointment no one commented on his presence. Thor spared him a brief glance before returning his attention to the television on the wall.

Director Fury stood at the head of the room beside the television, dressed in his usual black trench coat. "At 5:39 PM today, Rosenbaum Auction House was bombed."

The television showed the smoldering ruins of a brick building. Firefighters battled the fire, long hoses gushing gallons of water over the flames still licking the rubble.

"Why would anyone want to bomb an auction house? Did someone's Mona Lisa turn out to be a fake?" Stark remarked in his usual arrogant manner, brows arched sarcastically.

Fury continued as if Stark hadn't interrupted. "Rosenbaum Auction House has been under investigation by SHIELD for the past several months. We believe the business has ties to the Collector."