Chapter 4: Reindeer Games

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 Long slicked back black hair falls onto the golden shoulder pads of a man in a green cloak

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Long slicked back black hair falls onto the golden shoulder pads of a man in a green cloak. His hands pick up an odd shaped helmet with horns spanning far over the head of the figure. He holds it before him.
A woman with flowing black hair approaches behind him, dressed in a matching green dress.
"Loki." She says.
The figure turns, a wicked smile upon his face.
"Yes, Leah?"
She says nothing, she takes the helmet from his hands and places it on his face.
"There we go." She smiles, "You look great."
"I know." Loki says, still smiling. "Are we ready?"
"Everything's prepared for you, they shouldn't see you coming."
"Excellent." Loki marches out of the hall they stood in, Leah follows behind him, watching over him like a guard.

" Loki marches out of the hall they stood in, Leah follows behind him, watching over him like a guard

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Your laying on the bed in your new room, not comfortable, especially not with the armour on. Your phone rings, you pick it up.
"Marie Duval, Female, 26-"
"No." You cut Lincoln off.
"No? You have a commitment, Reaper." He responds brashly.
"Tell me, Lincoln, I'm your top Reaper - what's my name?" You sit up.
"What?"
"Or better yet, just any fact about me, anything." You spit harshly.
"You're a pain in my ass. Why won't you do it?" He asks.
"I'm gonna be occupied for a while, I'll call you when I'm available to work again. Kind Rega-"
"You've seen the mess that my other Reaper's left."
"So hire better assassins. Kind Regards, Reaper." You hang up.

There's a knock at the door.
"Come in." You call out, Natasha enters.
"Hey, sorry are you busy?"
"No, I just got off the phone, what's up?" You respond, she closes the door behind her.
"I'm here to take the camera down." She says, she walks over to the bedside cabinet.
"Where is it?" You ask, she points to the corner of the room. Natasha squats down and picks up the bedside cabinet, she starts walking it over to the corner. You instantly walk over to her and take the cabinet from her.
"I'll do it." You walk it over to the corner and put it down, she stands on the cabinet and begins messing with the camera.
"I can lift furniture, you know?" She says as she tinkers.
"But why bother when I can do it so much easier?" You inquire.
"That's like asking 'why try get a promotion if someone else is already in that job position?'."
"Huh, fair enough." You hold her hand as she steps down from the cabinet with a unwired camera in her hand.

She hands the camera to you. You look at it and crush it in your hand, practically dusting it.
"That's excessive." Natasha utters,
"So is a 93 story tower for 6 people, but hey, what do I know?"
She's about to respond when your phone rings again, Lincoln. You sigh and ignore it.
"Who's that?"
"My boss." You respond, sitting down on the bed.
"You mean 'Mr Grim Reaper' himself? Wow. You really worked your way up, huh?"
Natasha walks over and sits next to you.
"I'm the only competent Reaper apparently." She looks you up and down.
"Are you sure?" She grabs your cloak and pulls on it.
"Cause up close, you look like you're a bit excited for Halloween."
You laugh.
"We aren't really supposed to be seen up close, or in light..."

"Right." Natasha pats your thigh and stands up, "we're ordering Chinese food - fried chicken and rice, right?"
You look at her as she walks to the door.
"It's been 3 years, how do you-"
"It's all you ate for like a year."

You sit around a meeting table with the avengers, you glance around them all, your hood is up, still.
Thor reaches across the table and offers his hand to you.
"I am Thor of Asgard, and you?" You reach up and
shake his hand.
"Reaper." You say. Thor laughs.
"Reaper... a deadly title, I like it." You nod in agreement.
"Listen," Tony says after taking a bite of his food, "Reindeer Games could show up any minute, we need to know what you can do, Reaper."
"You guys got a training room? Something padded?" You ask.
"Downstairs." Clint says. You look over to Natasha,
"Wanna go a round? Like old times." Natasha smiles.
"Yeah, why not?"
Tony looks at you.
"There isn't padding on the battleground, you know." He says.
"It's not for me." You look right at Natasha, she smirks and her eyebrow perks up.

A boxing ring. You and Natasha stand opposite each other as the rest of the Avengers watch by the sidelines.
"Don't go easy on me, Reaper." She says,
"I would never."
Tony smiles, "3, 2, 1... Fight."
Natasha runs for you, she hooks her arm in yours and flips you over, you land on the ground and roll to a stand.
"I know you can block me, come on." Natasha says.
"You were too fast." You defend.

Natasha rolls her eyes and runs for you again, she slides across the ground and kicks her legs between yours. She slides between them and stands up, pulling your leg.
You're forced to fight back, you move full force into her and swing your leg backwards. She launches over you and you slam onto the ground, she slides across the boxing ring and to the edge, she catches herself on the ropes.
"Better..." Natasha pulls herself up.

Thor leans to talk to Steve.
"What do you think?" Steve asks,
"I think Reaper's holding back?" Thor responds.

Natasha has you in a full nelson hold.
"What are you doing?" She whispers,
"I don't want to hurt you, Natas-"
"You asked for this fight, Y/N. Either fight me for real or get out of the ring." She whispers again.
"Fine, but don't get mad if I hurt you."
"Shut up."
You push all your weight forward, pulling her onto the ground and landing on your back. She slams face first into the ring.
You kip up onto your feet and turn to her.

"Get up." You say. She looks up at you.
"That's more like it." She stands up slowly. Her nose is bleeding, clearly from the impact. There's a small dent in the ring from where she hit the ground.
She charges for you again, you charge a punch at her and she dips to the right. Your leg swings up and hooks her in at the neck, she grabs your leg as you slam her into the ground... again. She groans.

"That wasn't..." Natasha starts, "as hard as you can hit." She reaches out for helping standing up.
You take her hand and pull her up.
"You want me to put you through the floor?"
"Well, you are supposed to be showing everyone how strong you are." Natasha says.

Thor walks closer, "How strong, Natasha?"
Natasha looks over at Thor,
"I watched her stop a speeding Range Rover by putting her foot in front of it."
"I don't think that's my most impressive feat." You say smugly, Natasha rolls her eyes,
"Probably not, but it stuck with me. You know, since I was driving the car."
"I need to hear more about this." Thor says, walking over to Natasha as she climbs out the ring.

Steve climbs into the ring.
"May I?" He asks. You nod.
"Eh, why not?"


A/N: Do you prefer images to establish the location or words, ex: Saying Avengers Tower or showing a picture of Avengers Tower.

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