Between Two Worlds || Loki x Reader

Chapter #3 | The Avengers

Starks' POV

"Strange has got a new recruit for us" I said and put my legs on the table. We didn't really need new people, but he insisted that we take that one in...

"Stark, you have no manners whatsoever," Cap said, crossing his arms.

"How old even is she?" Nat yelled from the kitchen.

"Strange said 19, I don't want another kid in our team," I told Nat and heard her let out a giggle.

"Sir, they are here," Jarvis' voice echoed through the living room.

As soon as he said it, the elevator beeped, and Strange appeared with the girl next to him.

Y/n's POV

As soon as the elevator doors opened, I saw Tony Stark sitting on a couch, legs on the table.

'Lack of manners' I thought to myself, the wizard probably understood what I was thinking and stepped out of the elevator.

"Stark," the wizard nodded to the play boy.

"Stephen," the billionaire responded with a fake smile and stood up.

I stood behind the doctor so I wouldn't raise suspicion as being too confident in myself.

I suddenly felt someone behind me and instantly turned around.

Before me stood a woman almost the same height as me, she was looking at me like I was some sort of rare artifact.

"I'm Natasha, but you can call me Nat" she stretched her hand out for a handshake, but I didn't want to risk it and just stared at her until she awkwardly pulled her hand away.

"I'm Y/n." my voice sounded overwhelmingly confident so I looked away before I said anything more.

"Nat let the kid breathe, you're making her uncomfortable." Captain America walked up to us, and I could feel the wizard behind me leaving.

'Why do I feel so unsure of myself without him?' I think to myself.

"Considering you're going to become an Avenger, you need your own room," the soldier said. "Follow me." he started walking towards a huge hallway with some doors.

"You're a youngster, so I'll show you the furthest room from everyone here." he laughed."I don't want you to feel uncomfortable around us, "

He was actually being... Nice? No, impossible, the Avengers are just full of money hungry, egotistical people who had 15 minutes of fame.

We walked for a minute, maybe two. Then we reached two doors at the end of the hallway.

Cap opened the door of the one to our right. "This is going to be yours from now on," he started walking back.

"Thank you," I said loud enough for him to hear me, and I felt as if I could see him smiling.

The room was huge. It had windows opening a whole entire new view of New York, and everything on the ground looked tiny.

I walked up to one of the windows and put my hand on the glass. I wanted to capture this moment in time. People are on the ground walking, driving, and just living their lives while I have to kill a god.

I sigh and lay down on the bed. It's surprisingly comfy, and the bed sheets smell like lavender.

I feel myself drift off to sleep and give in 'might as well enjoy life'.

TIME SKIP

I wake up and look at the clock right above a beautiful picture of the mountains. I've always wanted to see them and see the true beauty of this world.

"8 pm, means I've slept for 4 hours at least," I frown. "None of the Avengers seemed to care about me or to check my whereabouts."

"Yes, it is quite upsetting," a deep voice echoed in the room.

I jumped and maybe even let out a small scream.

On the sofa, in my room sat a man wearing a black tuxedo. He looked quite tall. He had golden eyes and dark coloured skin.

"Y/n I know what you're planning, and I don't think it's a good idea," he says and stands up.

"Who are you?"

"Heimdall"

"You're the one who can see everything!" I exclaim, 'Oh, I always wanted to meet him.' I smile."My dad told me all about you!"

"Yes, but did he tell you all about him and your mother?" He stands walking closer to me.

I back away into my bed frame. Will he kill me?

"Y/n they are assassins, they killed numerous Asgardians after Odin killed your grandmother because she was the one who found out Odin's darkest secrets" He coughs "There is a very high bounty put on their heads, only the heads"

"N-no, it can't be." I couldn't believe it, my parents being killers, mass murderers even, all because of my grandma?

But I felt as though this was the final piece of the puzzle. They just wanted to run away from their past... They wanted to change for the better...