Safety From a Whirlwind of Dark Thoughts and Pain (Loki & Tony)

28 0 0
                                    

TW: brief mentions of pain, injury, and death
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Loki groans as he attempts to pull himself up off of the dirt covered ground. Rain has been pouring down for the past couple of hours, turning most of the dirt to mud. Loki sighs in exasperation as he once again fails to raise himself off of the wet ground.

He thinks back to the moment before he was banished from Asgard. A growl escapes his throat as he remembers the feeling of pain that coursed through his body when Odin stripped him of his magic. Now he is suffering a much harsher punishment than he deserves. So what if he killed a few helpless mortals? Their lifespans are so short that they probably would have died within the next few years anyway. He saved them from having to suffer through slow agonizing deaths while watching their bodies deteriorate. If anything, they should be thanking him.

After a few more desperate tries, Loki finally manages to wrestle his body into a sitting position. By now, his tunic and trousers are completely soaked with rain water. He doesn't even have any warm clothes to protect him against the harsh winds because Odin had his outfits made of fine Asgardian leather stripped from him along with his sedir. He supposes he should be grateful that Odin at least let him keep his glamour spell up. Although, Norns be damned if he thanks that man for anything!

A loud boom suddenly fills the air somewhere in the distance, and Loki jolts in surprise, sending a new wave of pain coursing through his body. He can't believe how bad his luck is. First, he has to suffer through the pouring rain, and now he might also have to deal with lightening? He's at the point where he just wants to sink into the ground and disappear.

Once he looks up, though, Loki becomes aware of the fact that lightening isn't flashing across the sky. Brows furrowed in confusion, he glances around him to try to locate the source of the resounding boom. His questions are answered a few moments later when a pair of metal boots land near his feet. Fighting hard to keep his tired eyes open, Loki lifts his head until his eyes meet the gaze of a man he had hoped to never see again.

"Hiya, Reindeer Games. Funny seeing around here. I could have sworn that my fellow Avengers and I sent your ass back to Asgard," Stark greets with a forced smile.

"You did, but I missed you too much to remain away any longer," Loki sarcastically remarks.

"I'm honored," Stark mocking puts his hand over his heart. "So, here's the thing. I was out testing my new technology when I thought I saw a soggy god, but it turns out it's just you."

"Yeah, I'm only a powerful sorcerer, the god of mischief, and the person who almost ruled your entire realm," Loki growls, eyes narrowing dangerously.

"You're not so dangerous now though, are you?" Tony asks with confidence.

"What could possibly have caused you to arrive at that conclusion?" Loki questions in annoyance.

"Well, if you were dangerous, you wouldn't be sitting in a puddle of rainwater in a cold alleyway," Tony points out. Actually, now that he sees Loki up close, he realizes how weary he really looks. Dark bags line the bottom of his eyes, cuts and bruises litter his arms, hands, and face, his hair is completely tangled with knots, and he's covered from head to toe in muddy water.

"Take a picture, Stark. It'll last longer," Loki remarks, bringing Tony out of his thoughts.

"Um, no, I was just thinking about how terrible you look," Tony bluntly states. After thinking for a few seconds, he sighs and steps toward Loki.

"Stay back, you insolent mortal!" Loki shouts in indignation. "You're even more stupid than I thought if you believe that I'll go down without a fight just because I'm injured."

Loki Oneshots (Requests Open :D)Where stories live. Discover now