Wrong Place, Right Time

Something isn't right

Summary:

Lyric meets Loki and realizes something isn't right.

Lyric's POV

I looked towards the agents and smiled, introducing myself "Hi, I only know your names because of the movies on Plain Earth, but I want to officially meet you so, HI, I'm Lyric Le Rouge".

"I'm Agent Maria Hill, and this is Agent Phil Coulson" was the reply.

Short and to the point. They still don't trust me. Wonderful. Well my story is kind of crazy.....

I turned back to watch Steve and Fury, and when Steve started to wander off, I followed him before I had to endure anymore awkward silences with the other three, at least Steve talked to me. Luckily no one stopped me, with so much going on I don't think they were really worried about the potentially crazy woman.

It didn't take long for me to catch up with Steve, as he slowed down so my tiny little legs could catch up with him. Being 5'1 is always so much fun! Everyone here, well everyone everywhere towers over me. At least my wolf is big I thought to myself.

"Yes I am!" she howled throughout my head, "now let me out so I can see show them!". "Hush Zara!" I thought to her "Not yet, it looks like we are stuck here for god knows how long. We need them to trust us, going all wolfy right now would not help us any!"

"Fine" she growled before going off to sulk in the dark corner of my mind. Yes I can talk to my wolf, all werewolves can, once they have their first shift. I knew that much before I left my world. I don't know if all wolves are as snarky as mine is though, even though we couldn't shift in Plain Earth, she could still talk to me, and kept up a running commentary on everything that was happening around us. I know that voices in your head are supposed to be a sign of insanity in Plain Earth, but in my case she helped me keep my sanity.

I had silently followed Steve into the lab that Tony and Dr. Banner were puttering around in. Tony smiled at me right before he shocked Dr. Banner with some sort of electrical rod, causing Steve to start lecturing him. I rolled my eyes, having seen all this before and then I remembered that Agent Romanoff should be interrogating Loki right now, and I wanted to see him, because, well, he's LOKI and I just wanted to see if he really was as crazy as he seemed in the movies. I quietly snuck out while the boys argued amongst themselves, making a clean getaway.

I was wandering around trying to find the holding cell, and finally noticed myself in the reflection of a window: My long black hair was still in messy double braids. My once pale purple eyes now glowed brightly with power, but I was still in my dusty, slightly damp jeans and blue plaid flannel shirt and I was only wearing socks because I never got a chance to put my boots back on before I left the bridge. I probably smelled like horse and a few other choice smells, and I think I have straw in my hair, and Oh! I definitely have dirt on my face I noticed, squinting at my reflection. Great, what a way to impress everyone, no wonder they thought I was crazy!

I finally found the cells just as Romanoff came through the doors, and headed away from me, luckily she hadn't seen me so I went into the cell room and looked at Loki. As soon as my purple eyes met his blue eyes, I instantly knew something was wrong with him, I tilted my head to the side and probed lightly with my telepathic power, trying to get a sense of what was wrong with him. I had better control with my telepathy than my other powers and was able to get the distinct impression that Loki's mind was like a puzzle with wrong, foreign pieces forcibly shoved into place, whatever was inside of Loki didn't belong there, and was festering within him, poisoning his very being.

"Who are you?" he asked, looking me over disdainfully "And what is that smell?"

Damm. I knew that I smelled. "I'm Lyric" I hesitantly replied "and that smell is me, I never got a chance to clean up after work" Why am I explaining this to him! I thought to myself