𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐑 | Marauders x Avengers

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FURY: Hill, did you tell the council that Barton had been compromised?
        
  MARIA HILL: Was that not procedure?
        
Fury walks off the bridge and onto the air deck, where he looks out.
                   
MARIA HILL (CONT'D): Did you tell them who exactly is on your response team?
        
  Fury looks over his shoulder.

FURY: Doesn't appear that I have to.

The Avengers glare at Fury once more.

Coulson and Steve are standing in the bridge, just waiting. AGENT JASPER SITWELL is in the b.g. running the face trace.

AGENT COULSON:   I mean, if it's not too much trouble.

STEVE: No-no, it's fine.
                
AGENT COULSON: It's a vintage set. Took me a couple of years to collect them all. Near mint, slight foxing around the edges but-
                
  AGENT JASPER SITWELL: We got a hit. Sixty seven percent match. Wait- cross-match, seventy nine percent.
                
  AGENT COULSON: Location?
                           
AGENT JASPER SITWELL: Stuttgart, Germany. Twenty eight, Königstraße. He's not exactly hiding.
                
FURY: Captain, you're up.

Steve nods and walks off.

A busy street. Cars pull up and drop off fancy guests. String quartet No. 13 is playing in a large ballroom filled with people talking, mingling.

  Steve walks through a door and in a case is the new and improved CAPTAIN AMERICA suit. He walks over to it and stares.
   
Two guards outside are shot down with arrows while securing the building.
      
The quinjet is speeding across the cloudy skies, making its way to Germany.

Barton and some men rush over to a door with a scanner on the side. They prepare to break in.
      
Loki walks down some stairs from a balcony. GALA SCIENTIST is at a podium talking. Loki hits a man with his scepter, knocking him to the floor. The guests stop and stare in awe. Loki swiftly grabs the GALA SCIENTIST -- flips him onto a statue and then uses a device to bore into his eye. The guests scatter in horror, screaming, running away as Loki smiles menacingly.

People look down, scared.

        The image of the eye is transported to a similar device Barton is holding over a retina scanner. The door opens. Barton runs in and steals takes a glass tube containing the Iridium.

People flee the gala, screaming, and Loki follows, taking on his Asgardian attire. He blasts a Polizei (police) car
speeding toward him, flipping it over. He creates duplicates of himself, surrounding a mob of gala people.
                  
LOKI: Kneel before me. I said- KNEEL!

"Kinky," Dorcas Meadows comments.

  Lily spits out her drink. "DORCAS!"

Sirius and James burst into laughter hearing the two.
        
The people hurry, dropping to their knees. 

LOKI:  (walking through the mob)  Is not this simpler? Is this not your natural state? It's the unspoken truth of humanity, that you crave subjugation. The bright lure of freedom diminishes your  life's joy in a mad scramble for  to be ruled. In the end- you will always kneel.
           
  A German old man gets to his feet.
                   
GERMAN OLD MAN: Not to men like you.
        
  LOKI:  There are no men like me.
       
GERMAN OLD MAN: There are always men like you.