Frozen Tears Once Shed | Loki FanFic

Chapter 8: Table for three

"Has he even seen my human form before?" Kit questioned as he held eye contact through the mirror.

"Come to think of it, no, he hasn't. Well that would explain the confusion on his face." You lightly laugh and get up from the stool.

"Allow me to escort you to dinner" Kit holds out his arm invitingly. You take his arm, but not before giving him a playful punch on the shoulder. 

You both walked through the door and down a few twisting hallways.

"Better put on your tough face for mister man over there." Kit nudged you as you entered a large dining hall that had beautiful chandelier's set up above the tables and a fireplace blazing towards the back corner. Kit pulled your seat out for you, then pushed you in when you sat before taking his own seat across from you. Loki was already sitting at the head of the table.

"And who-"

"I'ts Kit" you said before Loki could finish, you knew what was coming. Loki's face went from confused to understanding.

"We have quite a few matters to discuss, boys," You began.

"We have a realm to crumble, a band of misfits to dispose of, an empire to rise, and an imperial army to slay." 

Loki's face returned to it's original confused state once he heard about an imperial army.

"And whose army is this?" He asked as a few Jotun entered, serving food.

"Thanos' "  answered Kit.

"But I have a feeling that this whole Chitauri bit won't happen, but It is something to keep in the back of our minds." You tried to sound reassuring, even if it was for yourself. You feared nothing, but this whole big plan was a tad overwhelming.

"How do you pose we take down such a group of individuals? They may be mortals, but they arn't average. They did manage to hold off an entire otherworldly army." Kit's question was directed to you.

"From the inside" 

"The inside?" Loki joined in.

"Simple, go undercover, infiltrate their base, gain their trust and break them down one by one. It did work for Loki for a while, it kept them at each others throats and off of him." you said as you took a sip of wine.

"My skill in subterfuge isn't as adept as yours, _________" Kit said as he leaned back in his chair.

"It can be taught, anything can be learned if the pupil is willing to learn. The purpose of infiltration is to appear as average Midgardians and worm our way into the system. Naturally we cause a bit of havoc and get on their radar as a threat. And the rest will fall into place."

"Appear average? Have you seen the way you two look? Pale, white hair and those eyes,  and me?! they know what I look like" Loki couldnt help but poke holes in your plan.

"I don't suppose you want to dye your hair white?" proposed Kit not bothering to hide his smile.

"Don't come near my hair, fox!"

"Ah pretty boy doesn't want a makeover" Kit mocked which you could tell got Loki angry.

"Boys, really, are we children?" they both grew silent at your steady voice. We'll just wear masks, I don't know, what do you want from me!"

"A better plan!" retorted Loki.

"Well I don't see you coming up with anything better" you cross your arms over your chest.

Loki shut his mouth, for he had no other plan.

"Exactly, now, what is Fury like? If we breach his inner sanctum, will he order us killed on sight, or-"

"He won't kill you right away, he'll want to know how you did it first. So there's that." Loki interjected.

"Okay, so we just break in and talk our way into recruitment, and there we go, is there anything we should know about the Avengers? possible weaknesses, anything special?" your question was directed to Loki.

"Thor is one of them, though he doesn't travel to Midgard much, Banner turns into a large green monster who has a blurred image of friend and foe when transformed, Hawkeye and the Black Widow are mere mortals with some training, nothing special. There's a super solider, Captain America, a man out of time with great strength and agility. And then there's the snark Tony Stark, Iron Man. Another mortal but in a suit of mechanical armor. Considerably powerful."

"And these are the people who put a stop to you and the Chitauri? Really?" you couldn't help but scoff. Kit quietly giggled.

"No matter, now that's out of the way. Check this out." you whip the ebony journal from earlier onto the dining table.

"A book?" Loki questioned.

"THEE book" you abruptly corrected.

"these pages hold the knowledge to raise an artificial army. One that does not consist of fallible beings, but the perfect warrior.  and quite possible how to summon the Behemoth." 

Kit's lip trembled a bit.

"The Behemoth? You mean like, the "guardian of the spirit realm" Behemoth?" he asked.

"The one and only" 

"Now how do you plan on opening it? There's a lock..." Loki asked. Your face dropped a bit and examined the side of the journal and silently cursed yourself. You slunk back into your seat and held your head in your hands. You can already feel a massive headache coming on.

"Really? After all that you don't even know how to open the book!" Loki pushed his chair out and sprang up.

"It's not a key-lock, it's opened by some kind of phrase." Kit picked up the book and examined it.

"Maybe the password is hidden somewhere on Midgard, afterall, Anergias spent a great deal of time there." he added.

"Training" you muttered.

"I must get the two of you into shape if you are going to pass for a couple of master assassins with me. You will need to acquire the arts of stealth, subterfuge, deception and master close combat as well as weapons mastery. We have little time and I have much to teach you. I expect you both will not be at each others throats. Go and change and meet me in the training center once you've both changed into adequate clothing."

"Well you're taking this giant gap in our plan rather lightly." Loki remarked.

"With or without the book, you both need to train, and I intend on using this time wisely."

The both of them shot each other daggered glances and went their separate ways. Getting off the seat you took another swig of your wine, All-Father knows you're going to need it.

Author's Note:

Sorry this was an uber short chapter, but I needed to get this out of the way for the plot.

How do you think Kit and Loki will get along during training?