17) Awaken

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Loki slowly awoke, not showing any signs of it to the Midgardians. He knew better then that.

The moment he made a movement they would lock him up again. No. He had to be patient. He hated being patient, but he would manage.

Wanda had been moved to a different holding cell. It wasn't the glass cell, but it had a touch more security than the previous one.

For instance, this one was on the Avenger's floor and Natasha told her that Jarvis would be paying more attention. There were cameras in the room, as well as small speakers which Wanda assumed would be how Jarvis made contact with her.

It was closing in on the evening time, and Wanda had been given dinner by Pietro. He didn't say anything to her, he just handed her a tray and gave a sad look to her. Wanda hated that he couldn't see this from her point of view. He most likely thought she was evil. It seemed everyone did.

She ate a small bowl of rice and vegetables, the usual items. She hadn't had any lunch or breakfast that day, so she was quite hungry and she ate the food quickly.

She definitely didn't want any more after that though, for this food was getting tiring to eat.

She laid down, not having anything else to do. A sigh escaped her lips as she stared up at the ceiling. Younger her would not be happy with what she'd done. She abandoned Pietro for a man who wasn't worth shit. Pietro tried to help her and he must've thought she betrayed his trust again.

An alarm went off, putting loud sirens through her head.

She jumped up, wondering what it was since it wasn't her this time. She didn't even have to guess to know, though.

As she went towards the door, it opened for her and Pietro stood there. Wanda wanted to believe it was him, but she didn't know for certain so the first thing she did was look through the man's mind. Thankfully, he wasn't Loki.

"Loki got out. Stay here. He can teleport and shapeshift. Don't trust anyone." Pietro ordered her.

Then without another word, he left.

Wanda wanted to say something to him, but she had no time. She locked the door magically and she had magic in her hands, waiting for something to happen.

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Natasha hurried towards Wanda's room. Sometimes she figured she should just grab onto Pietro before he ran off. It would get her places much faster.

Her main concern was that Loki could teleport, so someone needed to be in the room with Wanda so they could alert everyone. That person was Natasha, chosen by Natasha.

She didn't know what the God's obsession with Wanda was, but it wasn't good and it could get them both killed. At this point, Nat didn't care if Loki died. She'd gladly be the one to kill him.

She arrived at the door and attempted to open it, but it was locked. There was no time for picking the lock, so she banged on the door.

"Wanda! Open the door." She shouted.

No reply.

"Wanda!?"

Natasha attempted at kicking the door open, no such luck. Sometimes having super strength would be nice. She only had enhanced strength, so not that great.

The door swung open, giving Natasha a good view of Wanda pointing magic at her.

"Prove to me you're actually Natasha." Wanda ordered her.

Natasha rolled her eyes.

"Two days ago I brought you with me to get dinner, and when I gave you chopsticks you were incredibly confused cause you didn't realize that we eat food with sticks."

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