Somewhere Along the Way...To the TVA

Variants...

I couldn't bloody believe what was happening.
I had been summoned to Renslayer's office, only to spend my time being belittled by her and her puppet. B-15.

Now I was here, locked up in a fucking cell after giving her my opinion. My blood was boiling and every time I tried to go near the damn bars they electrocuted me.

B-15 had returned from whatever it was she had been doing with a smug look on her face, "Seems they found your boyfriend." She sniggered.

"Let me out of here B-15." I growled, growing impatient with the charade.

"I can't do that. Orders are orders...anyways. You hardly want out to see his new girlfriend do you?" She sneered, stepping up closer to the bars.

"Orders from who? I was brought here to help!" I rolled my eyes, ignoring her comment about the girlfriend thing. I knew she was just trying to get below my skin.

B-15 shook her head, laughing. "I can't not follow orders from Ravonna."

"Who the fuck is Ravonna?" I screwed up my face in confusion.

"Renslayer." B-15 rolled her eyes, "and here she was thinking you were threatening her plan." She laughed at that.

"Her plan? What plan?"

"You don't need to know about that."

"Well clearly I do. Especially when she has me locked up in here!" I shook my hands at the bars of the cell door, "we all know that this variant wasn't the one killing the Minutemen B-15. Don't you want to find out who it is? I mean what's to say the next nexus event you are called to you won't die like they did?" I raised my eyebrows at her, letting my words sink in. I saw the flicker of fear pass across her face. "Let me out already so I can see Loki. Tell Ravonna I don't care about anything else." I sighed, because it was the truth.

B-15 ignored me, holding her finger to her earpiece and turning so her back was to me.

I huffed out, this was pointless.

Then a thought crossed my mind. If they had found him. I should be able to reach out to him.

I closed my eyes. Rubbing gently on the emeralds on my ring.

Here goes nothing....Loki?

Loki? It's me. Are...I hesitated.

Darling?

My blood ran cold and I felt my whole body stiffen.

Loki! You...you're alive!

Darling thank the Gods! Where are you? I'm coming for you now.

I'm...I'm not sure. B-15 has me...

With that B-15 cut me off. "He's here alright."

"I know."

She pulled a surprised face, "Wait...how?"

I pointed to my head, "we can communicate."

Her face dropped, before a determined look washed over it replacing the shock. She pulled her timestick from her belt twisting it, "better get this over with then. It's nothing personal, honestly. If anything I think we might have been able to get along."

Darling are you ok?

Loki....you need to hurry! B-15-

Before I could finish, she hit me with the timestick through the bars. A strange sensation washed over my body. Before everything went black as I was pruned.

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B-15 heard a rattle of metal colliding with the floor as she watched Y/N disappear before her eyes. Looking down she spied her ring. The emerald eyes of the snake glinting in the dimly lit room. She hit the bars of the cell off and bent over to lift it, examining it in her hand.

"Another prize for Ravonna." She smirked before heading off to her office. 

As she gently knocked the door, she heard Ravonna call out from within her office, "You may enter."

B-15 stepped in, looking very sure of herself and smug. Standing to attention in front of Ravonna's desk.

She looked up over her glasses at B-15, "Well? Is it done?"

"Yes M'am. She is no longer going to be a problem."

Ravonna set down her pen, pushing herself back into her brown plush chair and smirked. Crossing her legs, she rested her hands on the arms of the chair. "Good. They were becoming a bit of a problem. If they kept putting pieces together they could have jeopardised everything."

B-15 pulled the ring from her pocket and set it down in front of Ravonna.

She raised her eyebrow, reaching over and picking it up. Before examining it carefully, running her manicured finger over the emerald eyes.

"Very nice indeed. I must say the Asgardian Prince has rather expensive taste," she shrugged her shoulders, "Pity really. But another little victory trophy," she stood up sauntering over to her alcove of treasures. Placing the ring among them. "Do you think Mobius is up to the task of pruning Loki? I do fear that he's grown a certain attachment to these two. It is a pity really." She sighed.

B-15 smirked at Ravonna, "it would be my pleasure to do it for him. Just to wipe that smug look off of his face."

Ravonna nodded, "when the time is right. We will sort it. Now. I do believe we have a certain Variant to go see."

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My head felt like I was below water, the swirling sensation in my ears was disorienting me. I groaned pulling my upper half up off the ground cautiously.

"Am I dead?" I said out loud to myself rubbing the back of my skull.

"You will be soon if you don't come with us." A young male's voice sounded above me.

My eyes shot open and I looked up only to be met with three...no. Make that four sets of eyes.

Three men and a crocodile?

No. Two men, a kid and a crocodile.

All in Loki style clothing...each with a set of horns. Including the crocodile.

More Variants.