Loki X Reader

Retrieval

Thor held the chains around Loki's wrists tightly. They passes S.H.I.E.L.D agents a lot, but all of them could see Loki was shackled and couldn't move away. Loki was wearing his serious face, but inside he was yelling like a fan at the superbowl. Director Fury walked past, glaring.

"Thor, what the hell are you doing?" He snapped.

"I am talking Loki home. Now that the bifrost has been restored, I am able to being Loki home whenever I choose." He answered the annoyed man. Loki kept pouting falsely. He was thinking about you. Of course, he knew that it the Cyndarians wanted you, you were obviously precious to them. He knew they need you, badly. But what for, he had no idea. He tugged at his jacket, felling uncomfortable. He was no longer enthusiastic at the thought of going to get you. He was worried that if he showed up at a horrible time, he could start a war between three worlds.

Thor bade farewell to Fury, storming up towards and exit. As Loki and Thor were on the landing strip of the Helicarrier, Thor undid the chains on Loki's wrists.

"You seem puzzled, almost fearful." Thor said. "Is something wrong?" He said. Loki said nothing. "Brother, tell me."

"I'm worried for her. Whatever happens in Cyndaris cannot be good, even for an ice-caster." His eyes trailed up to the darkening sky. "I just hope she's alright."

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Lilith passed you a biscuit. She was a polite little girl, even for a Cyndarian. Her mother, Abadon, was teaching her things that suited her personality. Abadon decided to turn around from her walk to the kingdom, and grant you rest in her home. You were undoubtedly tired. She was making you tea, which was strange, because you thought Cyndarians hated water. Then again, this was for you. She walked over, placing the mug of berry tea on the table.

"So, let me get this straight," She said. She was no longer staying with the fancy act, and going with her instincts. "You are eighteen years old, have ice magic, you're from Midgard, and you know two people from Asgard?" You nodded.

"One of them I would say is a little more than 'know'." You laughed. Lilith climbed onto the chair beside you.

"Who is this person?" She asked.

"Loki Laufeyson." You grinned at the girl.

"You mean the pretty one?" She said. You laughed a bit more at this. Her mother chuckled with you.

"Yes, the pretty one. That's why I can do ice magic. And that, is why I'm here." You said to her. You nibbled on the biscuit she gave you. It was delicious! A knock came from the door. You ushered Abadon to stay put. You stood up, walking over to the front door. Through the peephole, you saw four people. Three in amazing armour.

But you never got a chance to see the fourth person closely. The door was blown off it's hinges. You heard Lilith scream as you collided with the floor, landing hard on your back. You felt two people step over you.

"Abadon, I would have expected you to be living in a worse place than this." Said a voice you recognised. You lifted your body off the floor, staring at another person in armour. You saw Abadon calmly pull her chair away from the table, standing up.

"And I would have expected you to be knocking politely, Lucifer." She snapped. "You knocked over my guest! I always knew running away was a brilliant idea." You shuddered. How did they know one another?

"And she is very important!" Squeaked a strangely brave Lilith. You smiled at her courage. Lucifer turned to face you.

"Did I hurt you, my dear?" He asked you.

"Don't call me that." You spat. Standing up, you dusted off your knees. Swifter than before, Lucifer stepped over, placing his hands around your neck. A loud crack sounded outside, but you couldn't see anything whilst being strangled.

"I don't think you know how much trouble you caused me, child." You struggled to breathe, but you were able to lift your knee into his groin again. He lurched in pain again, giving to time to leap over to Lilith and Abadon. You heard scuffling footsteps, but said nothing as you protected the mother and her child.

"And I don't think you know how dangerous she can be." Said a smooth voice. In the doorway was a silhouette of a slim figure with glowing red eyes. They stepped into the room, and you noticed the black hair and green and golden robes. Loki. Lucifer spun around, scared. His skin was blue, and he looked sort of frosty. You beamed.

"L-loki L-laufeyson?" Lucifer stuttered. The frost giant/god in the doorway nodded.

"Yes. And I am burdened with glorious purpose." He said.