Beauty and the Trickster

Chapter Nine

    "Please, I want to keep you safe. I will return, just stay with Rachel." Loki had said, his eyes looking towards Rachel. I pouted, but I agreed. He smiled, then he was gone. Running down the hall with Natasha, the ship taking another blow. Rachel and I steadied ourselves this time, both of us looking at each other only for a moment.

Taking off in the direction Nick Fury had run off too, holding onto each other for stability and avoiding the other Agents running around. Nick was waving his hands around wildly, his one eye scanning the armada of jets outside of the giant window.

"Several Billion dollars in Military machinery and you're telling me you can not hit a few buzzards?" He shouted down at a few men who were trying to take out the attacking planes. One of the jets shooting past the window, I recognized the Hydra logo on the side of the plane.

Ugh, perfect. Rachel started typing onto a computer screen, pressing a few buttons that sent off a wave of bombs blowing up at least two attacking planes.

"How is it they got this close?" Fury yelled at a tech, who was typing away on a screen with more numbers than I'd ever seen on anything Tony had.

"They have some kind of foreign cloaking device, I can not hack into it." He sputtered, Fury rolled his one eye. Looking towards Rachel and I again, he bellowed.

"Why don't you two go out onto the deck and get these birds off our back?" I lifted my wrist, his eye staring only for a moment.

"Take these off, I want to help." I spoke, Rachel nodded.

"I'll take responsibility for her, she will not run Director." Rachel spoke so formally, which was different from the notes we passed back and forth.

"Fine, just get it done." He tossed a key to Rachel, who had hardly gotten the bracelets off before another explosion sent everyone flying. The carrier was going to fall, both of us taking off back to the flight deck.

"Can you fly?" Rachel asked me, I shook my head. Terrified by the scene before us, people bleeding from being stuck with scrap metal. I swallowed hard, but I needed to help where I could. Hooking my arms under a fallen man, dragging him away from the flight deck. Rachel running to a free jet, my hands shaking uncontrollably, my magic sparking from my hands.

"Get in!" She yelled at me, I shook my head.

"I'm going to help them! I'll pull them off the Deck, I motioned to other men in the open. The wind was wild against my skin, trying to throw these men off the top of the ship. I ran quickly around, dragging them one by one down into the harbor. All of them smiling gratefully at me, while Rachel lifted off the ground in her plane. Zooming off after a Hydra plane, I squinted against the sunlight. I couldn't see Loki. Tony was flying around shooting at planes, before he noticed me standing on the top of the flight deck.

"Kid, get back inside." He yelled, just as a plane flew above one of the massive engines dropping bombs on the top of it. The explosion knocked Tony and myself tumbling further down the flight deck. The wind was knocked out of me, I gasped. My ears ringing from the explosion, the Helicarrier started dropping. Quickly, Tony was still on the ground. The front chest piece was blackened, he'd been hit directly. Crawling over, I was trying to see if there was something I could do for him. The wind whistling loudly in my ears, my hands frantically trying to open up his suit.

"Tony?" I yelled down, he wasn't moving. Crap, I let my hands glow pressing them against his suit. The metal underneath recoiling away from my energy, I could see his heart piece glowing brightly as the suit disappeared from beneath my hands. His eyes closed, but he was alive. Hooking my arms under his armpits, I started heaving Tony to shelter. "Wake up you big idiot, Come on Tony." I grumbled, pulling him to safety. Pulling him out of the line of fire, I hardly caught my breath before a big brute in black dropped from below, swinging wildly at me.