Ever since visiting Loki, I had decided to start working on a way to get him out. I snuck around the vessel as I noted down the blind spots to where the cameras couldn't see and where security or S.H.I.E.L.D agents seemed to patrol. I memorised the typical day-to-day goings of each of Earths Mightiest Heroes.
My conclusion:
there wasn't any chance of getting Loki out without a more elaborate plan.
But that didn't stop me, it simply meant I had to pay more attention to the finer details. I needed to think far enough outside the box that even Dr Bruce Banner could not realise until it was far too late.
I had to contact back up and learn the ins and outs of every operation through the entirety of the vessel and outside connections.
I learnt how everyone worked together, like how when there is an emergency: everyone is working on it, all hands on deck. An emergency.
All I had to do was create a diversion large enough, a distraction important enough so that everyone (every avenger, every S H I E L D agent, every scientist, every artificial intelligence / every bot and every member of the security programme) had to help or be shut down.
After only a week of researching and the planning the escape, my plan was prepared. Loki was going to get out of here - I was going to get him out of that cell... as I had promised him I would.
'Let's just hope it works...' I thought with a sigh as I flipped a few switches on the control panel followed by a large, obvious button before I ran for it.
The counter down had begun.
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"LOKI!" I called through the empty corridors, eventually coming out the other end to see him sat on the floor of his indestructible cell with his back to the far wall.
(One, 1)
He grinned widely among seeing me, "Hello, Darling."
"I have a name you know!" I rolled my eyes, walking closer to the cell as I carefully watch him get up and walk towards me.
(Two, 2)
"What are you doing here?" He sneered, a smirk obvious on his face.
I kept silent, waiting a few moments for the speakers to ring out. Eventually they did, beginning with a practiced tune which was only added in order to effectively catch everyones attention throughout the entire building and company and outside for miles.
(Three, 3)
Loki looked at me confused then glanced towards the speaker in his cell.
Jarvis' voice echoed for a moment before stilling, "This is not a test." He began, "This is your emergency, pre-recorded system."
Loki smirked, his eyes flickering between the speaker and my knowingly smug expression. "Is this of your doing?" He whispered with pride as not to speak over the recording.
I simply nodded in response, "Of course it is."
"-announcing the commencement of complete shut down. Designed by Tony Stark. Weapons of class 4 and lower have been authorised for use in case of an emergency. All other weapons are locked away for safety precautions." The robotic voice continued through every speaker in a 10 mile radius, "commencing at the siren, any and all systematic components - including communications - will be out of order for 12 continuous hours."
Loki chuckled, glancing towards the control panel to which I just smirked, feeling incredibly full of myself.
"Any emergency medical services can not be contacted during this time. Police, fire and military allies will be unavailable until tomorrow morning at 7 a.m when the shut down concludes and the area has been deemed safe."
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FanfictionWith a 9-5 office job and a passion for mechanics, artificial intelligence and robotics, Paige Montgomery found her life unfulfilling. That was until Iron Man - also known as her mothers previous employer, Tony Stark - showed up in her living room...