|| Loki x Fem. Reader || His Glorious Purpose...

Ch 2: Stark Mansion

You leave your cell, closely followed by Tony and the guard.

Y/n has lived in a mental institution for most of her life.

When you were 16, you attempted to take over Manhattan, using your abilities.

You came close, but a jet shot you in the side, nearly killing you, and breaking off your concentration.

You were detained, and now for the past 3 yrs. of your life, you've been living in that singular, maddening cell, in this god forsaken prison.

Up until now.

You couldn't deny the excitement in you at the prospect of being let out, after 3 whole yrs.

Of course you were restrained, so you didn't attempt to run away. Tony didn't trust you yet, and neither did anyone else in the building.

Intrigued, you knew escape was the last thing on your mind. You were just curious and excited about the outside world.

Stepping in to the lobby, Tony checked out at the front desk, giving the person a key card so they knew he had permission to take you.

You could see the sunlight through the door.

Finally, Tony guided you to the exit, and your eye's widened after stepping out.

The sun glow's in your eye's, and the wind ruffle's your hair.

You gasp, you were free.

...

Y/n step's out from the car Happy was driving. A large black BMW.

You gaze up at the pristine, immaculate home before you.

Stark Mansion you were told, was where the Avenger's mostly resided.

Stark put's handcuff's on you, preventing you from running away, as you both walk slowly up the drive way.