Chapter Nine

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The sound of their screams roused me from my sudden slumber. I had no idea how much time had passed. It could have been hours, or days even. My brain was slowly turning itself back on section by section and my head was pounding as I opened my eyes. The shapes and colours of the fleeing Gala attendants blurred around me and I squinted at the familiar blue light emanating from the staff of a certain hands.

Slowly pushing myself up onto my knees, I rub my forehead and growl. Tapping my earpiece, I call Fury.
"Where's my suit?" I growl. Static fills my ears before he answers.

"Natasha's on her way with a replacement, you're gonna have to catch up with her and the Captain. And Cheshire?"

"What?" I ask, grinding my teeth as I pull out a knife from my thigh holster.

"Don't kill him." And with that, I quickly dashed behind everyone and across the street. Glaring up at the building, I slip out of my heels and begin to climb the side of the building.

"Stupid reindeer looking ass." I grumble as I stab my knife into the side of the building. "I swear when I get my hands on him-"

I pause for a moment before a grin carves itself on my face at the thought of the God's future with me. A light giggle escapes me as I reach the top of the building and watch as a jet silently approaches. A ladder is thrown down and I scramble up it. I grab Captain's huge hand and let him lift me up and into the jet.

"You look nice." He says, the grin doesn't leave my face as I look up at him.

"Thanks, but I believe we have a God's ass to kick. Tasha, where my supersuit?" I ask sweetly. Natasha glances at me and points to the compartment beside the bathroom. I quickly open it up and storm into the bathroom to


Third POV
Steve and Natasha glance at each other before Natasha rolls her eyes and Steve grabs his shield. Cheshire slams open the door and motions for Natasha to open up the door on the side of the plane. As it does, she watches at Loki surrounds a group of civilians.

"I said. Kneel!" Everyone becomes quiet and kneels in front him. Loki embracing his arms out, smiling.

"Is not this simpler? Is this not your natural state? It's the unspoken truth of humanity, that you crave subjugation. The bright lure of freedom diminishes your life's joy in a mad scramble for power, for identity. You were made to be ruled. In the end, you will always kneel." Cheshire scoffs and flicks out her hidden blade.

"I only kneel when I want to, prick" Steve, behind her blushes as thoughts begin to fill his head.

"Not to men like you." An elderly man states, still standing.

"There are no men like me."

"There are always men like you." Cheshire's grin fades a bit and her eyes soften at the old man. Looking back at the Captain, she nods.

"Look to your elder, people. Let him be an example." Loki starts to execute him with his scepter and the light begins to glow a bright blue. Just as the energy beam shoots out, fucking Captain America dives in just in time and blocks the blast. Cheshire lands behind the old man and begins to lead him away.

"Who are you?" the elderly man asks, Cheshire glances at him and shakes her head, eyes crinkling as she grins behind her mask. She leads the man and the group of people a safe distance away before dashing back towards the men. She watched as Loki sends a blast of blue at the Quinjet.

"Nein!" Cheshire screeches as she quickly delivers a fast and powerful roundhouse kick to Loki's gut, sending him staggering backwards. Loki started to charge towards her, but Cap pushed her back and took the blow.

"You idiot!" She yells, jumping on Loki's back and aiming her blade for his jugular. Loki vanishes, forcing her to plummet towards the ground. Letting out a loud growl, Cheshire crouches on her hands and feet and glares at Loki. A long cut on his neck and chin oozed blood; the sight sending pleasant chills down Cheshire's spine. Loki looks at her and smirks.

"Pain pleases you, doesn't it?" He asks, as he wipes away some blood. Cheshire's eyes follow the red substance as she slowly stands up. She gazes into Loki's eyes and smiles.

"What can I say? I guess that my kink, just like yours is being referred to My King." Loki closes his eyes, pleased and Cheshire's smile becomes even wider. Steve walks up beside her, a frown painting itself on his face. Cheshire glances up at him and her smile turns into a smirk as an idea forms in her mind.

She quickly forces herself into his open arm and starts to run her hands up and down the man's chest. "It's too bad that you're all alone though, Cap keeps me very, very happy." Her smirk grows at the sight of Loki's eyes quickly opening and darting up at the super soldier. Just to tease both of them more, Cheshire slides down her mask and leans up to pepper kisses along his jaw. Loki's fist clenches upon his scepter and a growl escapes his lips at the sight. Suddenly they're interrupted by "Shoot to Thrill" blaring over the Quinjet's speakers. Cheshire grins and winks at Loki before he's blasted to the ground. Tony lands in his suit and pulls out every piece of weaponry the suit has.

"Make your move, Reindeer Games." He says confidently. Cheshire walks over to Tony and pulls him down to her height before kissing him. Steve and Loki watch, jealousy clear in their eyes at the sight to the two of them.
"My knight in shining Iron." She whispers lustfully. Tony smirks at her and kisses her again.

"It actually mad of adamantium. Oh, and I finished my homework." Cheshire grins and turns to walk away towards the Quinjet.

"I guess it's a good thing I brought that outfit you love so much, isn't it?" She states loudly. Tony's eyes widen a bit before he looks back at Loki sharply.

"Hurry it up reindeer games, Cheshire brought the schoolgirl outfit and I stayed up all night last night for it." Loki glares at him but surrenders anyways.

"Did you say, schoolgirl?" Steve asks as he escorts Loki to the Jet. Tony look over at him, excitement clear in his eyes.

"Oh yes it did Captain." Cheshire takes off her hood and mask outside the Jet and bites her lip as they approach. "Yes, I did."




Merry Christmas my sweet lambs!

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