Mirage - Avengers (Steve Rogers) Fanfiction

"You guys done playing with each other?"

Quinjet. Night. Daphne

Natasha was watching the skies carefully, listening to the sudden thunder that erupted. Daphne, standing in the middle of the flying structure, noticed that the storm started as soon as Loki boarded the Quinjet. She tensed infinitesimally, closing her eyes while breathing deeply. She hoped it didn't mean anything foreboding and that it would end soon.

"Not a word," she heard Natasha say. She looked at the redhead, slightly puzzled as to who she was talking to, when she noticed her put her hand to her ear - listening to her headset, she suspected.

"Why are you working with them?" A deep voice asked her.

She turned to see Loki staring at her intently, seeming to delve into the depths of her soul. He was tied and cuffed to his seat he was occupying. He was quite attractive, she supposed, but she wasn't into the whole 'take over the world' kind of guys.

"Excuse me?" She questioned, befuddled.

"I asked why you were working with these mortal scum. You're not exactly human, so why? Someone of your power would be more suited to a leadership role, one above the humans."

She laughed. "Why? You thinking of recruiting me? A sweet gesture, but I'm fine with being a part of the 'mortal scum', thank you." She started to turn away from the delusional God.

"There's a darkness in you."

She froze.

"Something powerful and all-consuming, if you must know. So, in answer to your question, yes. I am trying to, as you say, 'recruit' you, because you secretly want this. World domination, I mean." He grinned at her maliciously, seeming to enjoy her apparent inner turmoil.

She gradually twisted back around to face him again, her face blank. "You're the God of Mischief and Lies. Why would I believe that?"

"Because you feel that, deep down, it is true," he answered slowly.

She stared at him for a few minutes. He smirked, thinking he had broken her. Then she surprised him by laughing loudly.

"Yeah, you got me! I am completely and utterly evil with my sarcastic wit and endless stream of coffee and chocolate. I guess I should bow down to your superior ways, and beg you not to tell anyone my deepest, darkest secret."

Loki sent her a glare that seemed able to freeze the earth over multiple times.

She scoffed and after taking one last glance at Loki, she edged her way towards where Steve and Tony were standing, whispering to each other.

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Steve

"I don't like it," Cap admitted to Tony, turning when he heard Daphne behind them and he smiled at her briefly before facing Stark again.

"What? Rock of Ages giving up so easily?" He asked in a joking manner.

Steve ignored his jibe. "I don't remember it being ever that easy. This guy packs a wallop."

"Still, you are pretty spry, for an older fellow. What's your thing? Pilates?" Tony teased with a neutral expression on his face. Steve glared at the older man, getting tired of his irresponsible antics.

"What?" he questioned, baffled and a bit exasperated.

Daphne decided to butt in. "It's like calisthenics," she informed him. That didn't lessen the confusion and it annoyed him.

Tony picked up on her explanation. "You might have missed a couple of things, you know, doing time as a Capiscle," he jested.

"Tony!" she hissed at him, glaring at him with a look that said 'you went too far'.