The Shapeshifter | Loki Fanfic

Part 5

Every morning the heroes sat together and talked about their plans for the day. It was almost sweet—if not for the fact that she was required to join.

"What do we do with...it?" A timid voice asked.

"Fury didn't exactly elaborate," Tony responded. Were they talking about her? "Spar with her for all I care."

"You want someone to fight with our violent hostage?" Bruce let out a squeak.

A laugh bubbled up in her chest. Violent. This was the man that supposedly turned into a giant green monster? He wouldn't know violent if it stabbed him in the chest.

"I can." Unsurprisingly, the Russian spy was the one to volunteer. She didn't seem to be afraid of anything.

"Great." Tony clasped his hands together. "Problem solved. Now let me eat."

Letting her stay there was one thing; actively training her was another. It was a huge insult to see just how lowly he thought she was. It was almost ironic—his arrogance would be his downfall.

"Ok, that's settled, I'll start training Cassie," Natasha said. She stood up, putting her dish away, before gesturing to the wolf to follow her. Cassie stood up quickly, stretching her legs, before following after her. Natasha brought her to what looked to be a training room. She went onto the mat, and gestured for Cassie to follow her on, earning an eyebrow raise, but she did so.

"Alright. Let's just start with plain old sparring, see what you can do."

Cassie felt excited, it had been a while since she had fought, and she relished the idea. The two started circling each other on the mat, before Natasha made the first move, jumping for her tail, which Cassie quickly remembered to tuck in, making Natasha miss her and roll to the side before jumping back up. Cassie smiled, baring her teeth, then focused her eyes on Natasha's right arm, opening her mouth just a bit, then jumping at her. Natasha saw the look in her eye, and swung her arm back, putting out her leg to trip Cassie, but she underestimated the wolf, who instead grabbed her leg in her mouth, running under Natasha's legs with it, making the spy fall down with a grunt.

Cassie noticed Natasha's legs bend, showing that she was about to get up, so she quickly jumped on her back, earning a huff, and aimed her jaw around her neck.

Natasha hit the ground three times, indicating that she gave up. Cassie jumped off her back and Natasha stood up, chuckling, "I guess you're pretty good."

Cassie gave her a look, as if saying 'Pretty good?'

Natasha shook out her limbs, "Alright let's go again."

The two sparred for a while, each of them winning some and losing others. Cassie could tell Natasha was impressed with her skills, and she had fun sparring with Natasha. Most of the people she had fought didn't come close to matching her skill.

Natasha had Cassie down on the ground with one leg stopping her legs from kicking her up, and one hand had a dagger against her neck. They were interrupted when Steve came down to call them upstairs, "Hey guys. Tony told me to call you up for lunch."

Natasha got off Cassie, who didn't realize how long they had fought. Now that she focused on it, she was so thirsty and starving. She bounded happily after Natasha to the kitchen where Steve and Natasha sat down next to Tony and Bruce, while Loki was on the couch reading a book.

"Cass! There you are," Tony got up from his seat and walked over to her, making her strain her neck up to look at him. "We have a mission tonight, but Fury doesn't want us to leave you here. Something about you destroying the compound or whatever...so you're coming with us. Don't worry, you'll stay on the jet."

Cassie gave a small nod to show she understood, and he walked away back to the table. A mission. Sounds interesting.