Project K4-712

Episode 3: Arguments

{Future KD: Surprise, surprise hehe I'm active again/Updated on May 27, 2024 at 3:00 PM}

Luke's POV

"So, what's the next move?" I asked, watching as a small army of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents escorted Loki away. "Prisoner of war treatment, I assume?"

"He'll be cooling his heels in the detention level," Fury confirmed, his voice gruff. "You go join the others. I need to have a little chat with our guest."

With a nod, I headed back inside, finding my way to the familiar round table. It was time to regroup and figure out our next steps.

.......

In a live feed video, Fury strolled over to a control panel, his voice taking on a sinister edge. "Just so we're crystal clear," he said, a finger poised over a button. "If you try anything funny, so much as breathe on the glass..."

He slammed his finger down, and the floor beneath Loki's cell opened in a whoosh of air. "Thirty thousand feet of pure, uninterrupted plummet in a steel coffin," Fury continued. "Get the picture?"

He restored the floor with a snap of his fingers, then gestured dismissively towards Loki. "Ant. Boot."

Loki, unfazed, surveyed his new accommodations. "Quite the cage," he mused, a hint of amusement in his voice. "But surely not designed for a god."

"Built for something a whole lot stronger," Fury countered. I glanced at Bruce, who was massaging his temples. Yeah, not the most tactful comment, Fury. Way to rub it in, buddy.

"Oh, I've heard," Loki purred, a knowing glint in his eyes as he stared directly into the security camera. He was playing to an audience, that much was clear.

Natasha, Bruce, and I exchanged a look. Bruce raised an eyebrow, a silent question hanging in the air. Loki's smug grin widened, clearly enjoying the attention.

"A mindless beast, and a man-child with a god complex," he continued, his voice laced with disdain. "Such...lost souls. They would make fine additions to my army."

I let out a frustrated sigh, my hand clenching so tightly around the edge of the table that I thought it might crack. I took a deep breath, trying to regain my composure.

"...How desperate are you," Loki's voice boomed through the speakers, "to rely on such broken creatures to defend your world?"

Fury stepped closer to the cell, his voice low and menacing. "You threaten my world with war, you steal a power you can't even control, you talk about peace while slaughtering innocents for your own amusement. You forced me to drag a perfectly good barista back into this mess. You've made me desperate, Loki. And that's not a wise move."

Loki's smirk remained firmly in place. "It burns you, doesn't it?" he taunted, his gaze flickering back to the camera. "To have been so near to unlimited power...and for what? A warm light for all mankind to share?" He let out a mocking laugh, the sound echoing through the tense silence.