Little Witch

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"I see they carried out my request to talk to you little witch."

Loki turned around to see me with my crossed arms,"look, what do you want, I really want to go home and take a nap."

"Tell me about adoptive siblings."

"And you want to know this why? Wait are you going to kidnap my siblings and turn then against me, because six of my siblings are scattered around New York, and Allison is in California god know where, and Five's been missing for about ten years."

"Is it that wrong of me to strike up a nice conversation,"Loki said innocently, a little too innocently.

"With that tone you just used, most certainly," Loki just sent me a small genuine smile,"but alright, considering I seriously don't know where my sibilings are except Luther and Klaus, but you can kill Luther I never tolerated him, and Klaus is too high,"I held up my hand signifying him to wait a moment and I chanted something in Latin.

"What was that for," I didn't say anything I only walked through the glass and I sat down and rested against it,"aren't you worried that I could kill you?"

"Please, you could have killed me when I had the chance, and hopefully you do, maybe I'll resurrect once this entire shit show is over."

"You really don't want to be here do you?"

"Would you, if you were raised to be a superhero until you left home at the age of 17, then six years later you are dragged into some superhero initiative when you were vibing while high?"

"Fair enough. So what about your siblings?"

I threw my hands up,"fucking christ you really want to know, fine! There are eight of us, all of us traumatized and never got the chance to be kids. We were all first named after numbers until mom gave us official names: Number One is Luther, Number Two is Diego, Number Three is Allison, Number Four is Klaus, Number Five was Five, he didn't want mom to give him a name, Number Six was Ben, Number Seven is Vanya, and I'm Number Eight."

Loki only nodded I just watched him carefully as I looked at him, now his eyes were green... interesting.

"Did your father not participate in the naming?"

I let out a snort," hell no dear old daddy was cooped up in his office coming up with sadistic ideas to traumatize us. He never loved us, we were never his children, were were his soldiers; trained and traumatized to be that we are now."

"I'm sorry,"he said in a sympathetic tone

"It's nothing," I said, shrugging in process,"now it's my turn, what are you planning Loki? Because there's no way that you would surrender so easily."

"You're a clever witch aren't you?"

I sent him a tight smile,"most people choose the term, nosey, but I guess clever can work too. But at least I now know that you're planning something."

The grin on his face feel a bit and he hissed out,"and how did you, figure that out?"

"Just now, when you confirmed it,"I said with a toothy grin on my face and his face got all red as I continued to taunt him, he began to walked toward me in an angry manner,"well that's my cue to leave."

Before Loki can grab my body disappears into thin air and I sit up in the astral projection candle circle that I set up in the lab, with a wave of my hand all the candles are out.

"Well that was really satanic,"Stark dramatically coughed out while waving away the smoke.

I just rolled my eyes before getting up and said,"Loki has something planned that's for damned sure, and it's not satanic Stark! It's astral projection, something that I can do because of my unwanted gifts."

I subconsciously pick on my umbrella academy tattoo, as I move over to Banner to look at what he's working on and start assisting him Stark swaggered around before zapping Banner with a small taser stick.

"OW."

Then Rogers walks forward and snaps in a serious tone,"hey! Are you nuts!"

Stark just ignored Rogers and had his attention on Banner,"you really got a lid on it, haven't you? What's your secret, mellow jazz? Bongo drums? Huge bag of weed?"

A snort escaped my mouth as I quickly turn red and cover my mouth, unfortunately Rogers did not find it funny and angrily turned to Stark,"is everything funny to you?"

"Funny things are,"Stark snarked back.

"Threatening the safety of everyone on this ship isn't funny. No offense, doctor."

"No, it's alright, I wouldn't have come aboard if I couldn't handle pointy things,"Banner said in a sarcastic tone.

"You're tiptoeing, big man. You need to strut."

"And you need to focus Mr. Stark!"

" You think I'm not? Why did Fury call us and why now? Why not before? What isn't he telling us? I can't do the equation unless I have all the variables."

"You think Fury is hiding something,"Rogers said looking flabbergasted.

"He's a spy captain, lying and getting what he needs is literally his job description," I point out.

"Sabrina, do you really agree with what Mr. Stark is saying?"

I put down the pen I was fiddling with and marched over to Rogers,"Yeah I don't trust Fury, in fact I don't trust anyone here at all,"Rogers looks offended but I trackback,"maybe Banner, but other then that, that's it. I've lived in a household for seventeen years where I was raised by a man like Fury. They all have secrets Rogers, and they won't say them out loud until it's too late or they've gotten what they've wanted, and they will always, and I mean always; will find ways to make you do what they want you to do."

Rogers just stared at me comprehending my words, it almost seemed as if he was starting to doubt his own thoughts,"just find the cube," he mumbled out before sulking away.

Stark let out a whistle,"damn I wish I knew you sooner."

"And I wish I never met you at all,"I spat back with a glare on my face,"excuse me, I need to talk to someone about something," I said before walking out of the lab, with something that's been bugging me since my first conversation with Loki.