Marvel Imagines

Death Wish

Age : 18
Gender : Non-Binary / Any
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"What do you mean Fury needs my help?" I ask curiously to the redhead. Romanoff chuckles a little, "Y/n, we caught Loki." She tells me. I roll my eyes, "Oh my gosh! Finally." I sarcastically reply to her, "And why does he need my help?" I question, confused to why I'm needed. She sighs a little, "Fury finds you convincing, somehow." I gasp at her offended. "I am very convincing!" I tell her pouting a little by her words. She rolls her eyes at me, "Sure little Hill."

"Pshh."

After a short journey, I find myself face to face with Loki God of Mischief, the only thing keeping me safe being the glass keeping him from harming anyone. "Haha. They sent a child? How pathetic." He tells me, an almost sinister grin on his face. I sit on the floor, "Yeah well, I'm probably more helpful than you." I mumble to him.

He leans down. "Please. I could kill you if I wanted to." He tells me. I almost laugh, "I mean like, so could anyone else." I tell him shrugging. His look changes from evil to concerned, "What? I- wh- what are you.." He stumbles over his question, allowing me to cut him off in the middle of his sentence, "I mean like so could a horse, a cat like a really ambitious duck! Hell, I could even kill myself!" I tell him, a small unimpressed smile pulling at my cheeks.

"What the fuck. Are you okay?" He asks me, it sounds quite genuine, as if he's curious about my wellbeing. "Point is! It's not that hard. You're not that special." I tell him. He looks at me confused and concerned all in one.

Natahsa begins cracking up in the corner, "Kid, do you have a death wish?" She asks me as I begin to skip away. I stop and turn to her. "Yes."

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