Your name is Mk Reeves, you're kind of a drifter, you move where ever the wind takes you. You've had a plethora of different jobs over the years, ranging from flight attendants, bodyguard, bartender, to even working for the government on some occasi...
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You gently fluttered your eyes open with what felt like the worst headache in the world. You reached to rub the back of your head but your arms felt heavier than before. You leaned forward before standing up on shaky legs and looked around, your arms were bound by restraints that were chained to the ground.
"What the fuck," you said slowly as you looked around whatever you were in. It was a glass cell from the look of it and it was in a dark industrial looking room. You then turned around and jumped in surprise when you seen a man with black hair looking at you.
"Who are you? Where am I!?" you asked him hastily as you moved towards him. He merely chuckled mischievously before standing up. He took a step towards you before he heard a low canine growl come from your throat.
"Stay back or I'll hurt you," you said angrily. He only smirked at your comment as if you were some foolish child.
"You're chained to the floor while I have free roam of the cell. Which begs the question, why S.H.I.E.L.D would take such precautions for such a weak mortal like yourself?" he asked you as he stalked around you. You din't turn to him you just watched him out of the corner of your eye, as to let him know you weren't scared of him.
"I won't tell you anything if you don't tell me anything," you said with a glare.
"Fair enough, I'll let you have the first question," He told you as he stood in front of you again. You sighed before looking around first.
"Where am I?" you asked him.
"If I am correct, we are with S.H.I.E.L.D, as prisoners. Now, who are you?" he then asked you as he took a seat on the bench that he was on previously when you woke up.
"Y/n," you said with a blank expression as you crossed your arms.
"Loki of Asgard, Laufeyson," he said with an amused look which made you a little confused.
"Like the Norse God of Mischief?" you asked him with a little bit of a interested look.
"I suppose so, yes, usually when I introduce myself here they only know me because of my... former...brother, Thor. Now that its my turn, why are they so scared of you that they chain you to the ground, why do they fear that you will possibly escape?" he rambled a bit before getting to the question.
"Well, I...." you looked around the room for cameras real quick before turning back to him. However you didn't see the one that Natasha Romanoff, the Black Widow, was watching you two off of.
"I am a.... I umm... I'm a werewolf," You said softly with an ashamed expression before turning away from the man who called himself Loki. He just looked at you as if he didn't have a clue about what you had just said though.
Then, all of the sudden a team of men in armor burst into the room with a man in an eye path leading them. You stepped back as he fit the description of the man Patty had seen.
"You broke into my office so you could find me," you said with a snarl.
"And its a good thing I did, now a family can rest assured that the murderer of their son is caught," The man said. You looked at him with a mixture of confusion and shock.
"What? I never murdered anyone, I would never do that," You said in a state of panic.
"Then what other werewolf, two times as big as a regular grey wolf, would kill a man just five blocks away from where you reside, Miss L/n?" he asked you as he pressed a tablet into the glass so you could watch a video. It was security camera footage of a wolf mauling a man to death. Your eyes filled with tears as you watched the footage of the wolf then looking down at the victim and running off into the night. You hated to admit it, but it was you, the wolf had the exact fur colors that your werewolf form had.
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Loki watched the footage from the back of the cell with a blank look before glaring up at the man with the eye patch.
"I.... it was an accident, my family...." you stopped but it was to late.
"You mean to tell me there are more homicidal werewolves out there, where!?" He yelled at you.
"I haven't seen them in over two years, I left so that I could feel like I have a normal life and then my mother called me two days ago and she threatened to expose me as a werewolf, I got mad and it was a full moon, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt anyone," you apologized while tears streamed down your face.
"Well because of you wanting to live a normal life, a man lost his. You may not have meant to hurt anyone but I cannot risk the lives of innocents just because you lose your temper," the man said before getting escorted out of the room again. You let out a shaky breath before sinking down to the floor and sitting there with your head tucked behind your knees.
It was silent for a while before you heard a few soft and quiet footsteps coming from outside the cell. You looked over at Loki as he was pacing back and forth and tilted your head towards the sound. He smirked before he turned to face the sound.
"There aren't many people who can sneak up on me," he said to the red headed woman from the museum. You glared at him since it was clearly you who told him she was coming.
"But you figured I'd come," she woman said.
(Part two done. I kind of wanted to keep writing on this chapter but I only wrote around a 1000 words or more on the last chapter so I wanted to keep them pretty even. Usually I would write about 2000 words per chapter but this time I chilled out with chapter length.)
