The room had no windows.
Only a single hanging bulb, a steel desk, and the quiet hum of old machinery somewhere behind the walls.
Erik Lehnsherr sat alone in a worn chair, studying the small metal spheres floating above his palm.
There were six of them.
They moved with the precision of dancers, weaving between his fingers, orbiting his wrist, then splitting apart into a slow silver spiral.
Erik watched them without blinking.
"They are coming," he said quietly.
The metal spheres slowed.
"A team. A government-approved little collection of heroes, sent to drag me back into a cage."
One sphere flattened into a thin silver blade.
Another twisted into a miniature cage.
Erik's mouth tightened.
"They still believe fear makes them righteous."
The door behind him opened.
Erik did not turn at first.
He felt the metal hinges shift. The loose screws in the doorframe trembled. The steel locks bent slightly under an unfamiliar pressure.
Then he heard the footsteps.
Measured.
Unhurried.
Almost theatrical.
Erik glanced over his shoulder.
Loki stood in the doorway.
He wore a long green coat over dark clothes, gold details catching the weak light. His hair was swept back neatly, his expression carrying the kind of confidence that suggested he expected every room to become a stage the moment he entered it.
Erik looked him over.
Then looked back at the spinning metal in his hand.
"You do enjoy an entrance."
Loki's smile widened.
"A man of my standing should not arrive unnoticed."
Erik gave a small, unimpressed hum.
"A man of your standing?"
Loki stepped inside.
"The world once called my family gods. It will again."
Erik looked at him fully now.
There was something strange about Loki. Not in the way the papers described Meta humans. His power had a sharper edge to it. Light seemed to bend around him. The air shifted when he moved, carrying a pressure that made weaker men instinctively step back.
He was powerful.
That was what mattered.
Even if the Asgardian act was a little much.
The metal spheres rose from Erik's hand and began circling the room.
"Neither you nor I are truly human, Loki," Erik said. "Not in their eyes."
Loki tilted his head.
"Go on."
"They see us as different. Dangerous. Useful only when we are obeying them." Erik stood, the chair scraping across the floor behind him. "Neither of us will be trusted by the world above."
The metal gathered behind Erik's shoulders, forming a slow-moving halo of silver.
"Therefore, why do we not join forces?"
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