Chapter Thirteen: Don't do this

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No one has moved since I took my place beside Loki, the guests are looking terrified while the Avengers are all ready for a fight. Tony speaks up, his voice level. "Look, let me just get everyone out and then we can talk.." His words are directed at me. After a glance at Loki I shrug and wave a hand in agreement. Clint and Natasha quickly guide the guests out, leaving Loki and I alone with the team. Steve is crouched down by Buckys side as he writhes on the floor in pain. "What have you done to him?" He demands, hands helplessly fluttering over Bucky. I chose not to reply, instead I watch the rest of the Avengers move into position. Clint and Natasha are on the floor above us, both with weapons raised, I really must ask Clint where he hides this damn bow and arrows.. Thor has his hammer in hand and I pause, admiring it. That is a nice hammer, I think I will take it.  They're all just waiting for Loki to make a move, his eyes fall to his brother. "This is the end for us, my brother." Thor's eyes widen. "It does not have to be.." Enough talking. Time to get what we came here for.

Loki strikes first, sending a dagger to Thor who easily knocks it aside, the two of them collide in battle. Natasha aims and fires at me as I dive backwards, flipping and landing with ease. I pause just for a second to take off my heels. "Loki. Now!" I yell, Loki shoves Thor back and takes a few steps back and suddenly there are multiples of Loki and I. Each one as realistic as the next. Everyone is panicked, leaping in to fight them. They look real, but as soon as someone touches them the illusion fades. By the time the Avengers have cleared the illusions out Loki is no longer in the room and I'm sitting at the bar, sipping a whiskey. "I would love to fight you all, honestly it would be most enjoyable, however I don't want to ruin my dress." They all whirl to face me, except Steve who is still trying to help Bucky. I peer around Steve and look at the soldier. "He doesn't look good." Bucky is pale, his lips taking on a blue tinge, he's barely breathing. No sooner had the words passed my lips, Steve was on his feet, seizing hold of me and slamming me up and onto the bar. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM?!" He yelled. I chuckle, wrapping my hand around his wrist. "Steve, who knew you were so hands on. A girl could get used to this." I glide my hand up his arm, he tightens his grip on my shoulder, holding me down on the bar top. "Enough. Fix whatever you've done to him!" I glance towards Bucky, Sam is now crouched at his side along with Wanda, she's using her magic to try and do something.. fix him, find the cause? I don't know but I wasn't going to let her ruin my fun

"Please take your hand off me, Steve. I don't want to hurt you." I can hear Tony in the background, instructing the others to fan out and find Loki. "Friday, locate Loki for me." No response. "Friday?" I laugh. "Yeah. She's not gonna help you, I wiped her completely." Tony looks at me as though I had just murdered his entire family. Clint, Natasha, Bruce and Thor have left now, trying to sweep the compound to find Loki while Tony, Steve, Sam and Wanda stay with Bucky and I. "Last chance, Steve." He tightens his grip. Ok guess we're doing it the hard way. I bring both my legs up and wrap them around his arm, forcing my weight down as I do so, giving him no option but to release me or have a broken arm, he releases me. Grinning, I release his arm and plant my feet firmly in his chest, kicking him back as I flip to my feet. Now standing on the bar, I focus my attention on Wanda, she will not undo my hard work. I dive off the bar towards her but I'm intercepted mid air by Tony. He tackles me and we both tumble backwards and out the broken window onto the balcony, I throw him off and roll to my feet. "Stay out of my way!" I yell, tossing a small circular device to him, instinctively he catches it and gets electrocuted, he drops to his knees as I run inside, heading once again for Wanda. Steves shield comes flying over my head, narrowly missing me. "Rude." I yell, pulling my pistol from the thigh holder and fire at him as I continue to Wanda. The gun clicks empty and I toss the weapon at Steve as I tackle Wanda, knocking her away from Bucky and Sam.

I lift my right hand and a sleek silver device appears in my hand. Thank you Loki! I clip the choker around Wanda's neck, effectively stopping her powers then I drag her to her feet and shove her backwards just as Loki appears. His arm wraps around Wanda's waist and a grin fills his face. "Thank you, pet." He vanishes with her, leaving me behind. Traitor.

I turn to face the others only to be met with Tony who blasts me across the room. I hit the wall and black out.

Fuck.

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