Loki one shots

Wounded Pt.1

Flash forward

You can barely see in front of you, his body standing over you waiting for your eyes to shut. You don't want to give in despite the fact your ribs are broken and bruised, arms slit from daggers sharper than your breath. Yet, all the marks you gave him are mere bruises and a cut or two on the cheek. He really is a god.

Flashback

"Why is he here, YOU said you wouldn't let him back here!" Tony expressed in anger to Thor while everyone sat watching the fight unfold. "He didn't come with me, I have told you this MANY a times! Either he came before me or after, not with!" Your at the far end of the room listing and thinking. Loki was here back in 2012, now he's back 3 years later. Why? How would I know. And, neither does Thor or anyone else listening in for that matter.

During the battle of New York, I was the one who fought Loki last. Gave him a few good marks. He did the same to you, but not nearly as hard or deep. I was the one who brought him into the tower to be contained and for Thor to bring him back to Asgard. As Thor and Tony are yelling and restraining themselves from hitting, I feel my arm for the scars of Loki's dagger. Faded as they were but still there.

At this point, Natasha, Clint, Steve, Bruce were getting annoyed at the fighting and started to try and intervene, which evidently made it worse. I started to walk over to ask a question. "Why does he want to be here Thor? You are the only one that knows him. Why now?" While still locked eyes with Tony, Thor answers, "He may want to try again, he doesn't take losing easily. Usually ends up with him 'dying' if he does."

"If that's the reason he's back, we need to go now. He could be half way across the world, holding people hostage and killing, and if he's doing that, it's on our hands, Tony. Thor wouldn't bring him back. He is the peacekeeper between Asgard and Earth, why would he, what benefit would it give him?" Tony's expression changes, very little, but enough to know you got through. "I'll get Jarvis to do a scan from the satellites to try and find a match." He said giving in while walking away.

The rest of the team goes to their separate places to get a jet, weapons and themselves ready. You go to the basement to get yourself collected. Something was off. Loki was put into holding when he returned from earth to Asgard. He has nothing left here. I can feel your blood pumping against his dagger marks. My jaw clenched as my hand grabs my boots. *THUMP*! My head meets the ground, harshly.

My eyes flutter open, with the feeling of a heavy push on the back of your head. An abandoned hotel, classy. It's dark, with the moonlight illuminating the center of the lobby. Rolling to my stomach and planting up to your forums, then your knees, then your feet. Holding the back of your head to try and halt the pain, and try and get my vision in focus. Split seconds later you feel pressure on your back. Adrenaline activates as you spin and get into your passion to fight.

"She stands, I was afraid I hit you to hard." His ice voice sends chills down your spin into your stomach. My vision comes into focus. His eyes glimmer in the moonlight, and his hands play with a dagger. As beautiful as it is, you don't plan on getting more scars, not like this. "Where... where are we, Loki?" He smiles, lets out a little laugh as well. "Well, you call it London." "We're IN London?" "Inside the borders yes, and very far from anyone. We are alone, love." "I'm not your 'love'. Why are you here, you have nothing to take."

"I'm here for you, y/n." He starts to step closer, dagger flipping in hand. Your breath getting heavy and uneven. Once Loki is chest to chest with yours, you step away. "Why? Do you want to hurt me, kill me maybe. Or get even." "Maybe, but why would I? Why would I if I know you can beat me?" "Because your a fucking god, you have no self doubt." "Oh! Your right."

And it begins. He takes a stab, and a hit. I do the same. Back and forth, stab, hit, throw, stab. Blood on the ground, ceiling, walls. Once you get ahold of his dagger, wasting no time you get him, right in the center on his chest. His eyes get big as he falls to his knees. "Ow? That hurts." He expresses. "Ha." You say before hitting the ground with full force.