SARCASM | t.stark [o.h]

three.

CHAPTER THREE.
LOKI, WHO?

ALEXIOS COULD ONLY WATCH the scenes unfold. Loki angered her, she couldn't wait to take him down and force him to face the consequences. Something all the Avengers wanted at this point.

Alex's breathing hitched as the god raised his scepter to an elderly man standing among those who kneeled. She worried about the man, praying he would get to go home to his family. A gasp slipped past her lips as a blue beam was shot, but was quickly intercepted by Captain Rogers' shield as he jumped in front of the man. Alexios watched in amazement as the beam was reflected and shot off in another direction and hurt no one, but Loki.

Captain Rogers stood up, bravely walking towards Loki.

"You know, last time I was in Germany and saw a man standing above everybody else, we ended up disagreeing." Rogers spoke, nearing towards Loki with every word.

"The soldier," Loki laughed as he stood up, which only made Alexios scowl. "The man out of time."

"I'm not the one out of time," Captain Rogers remarked, the quinjet preparing behind him.

Natasha pointed to switch and Alexios reached above her, clicking it on. Underneath her, guns were exposed and aimed at Loki. A smirk pained Alex's lips as Nat grasped the microphone.

"Loki, drop the weapon and stand down."

Alexios gripped the back of Natasha's seat to balance herself as Nat tilted away from the blue beam being hurtled at them. Once stabled again, Alex watched the fight unfolding between Loki and the Captain. She nearly winced when Rogers was thrown back by the scepter and rolled towards the fountain. Captain Rogers recovered quickly, kneeling as he glared up at the god.

"Should I go?" Alex asked, pulling her hair back into a pony and mentally preparing herself. Natasha looked back at the blonde and smirked.

"Go ahead."

Another switch was flipped as the quinjet was lowered to the ground for a safer landing. Alexios jumped down, thanking the designer of the catsuit she was wearing for best movement.

Alexios' palms snapped open, igniting flames as she strutted towards the men fighting. She waited for a second, wanting her move to be perfect. That was ruined, however, when Loki hit Rogers against the back and sent him flying again. Loki began his walk towards Rogers, placing the end of his scepter on the Captain's helmet.

"Yo!" Alex shouted, "Wanna back off my friend?"

Loki's head snapped in her direction, his eyes narrowed at her, then to the fire in her hands. A wave of confusion washed over him when he saw that the blonde woman before him wasn't in pain.

The god smirked, "You would like that, wouldn't you? How about I have a stab at you?"

Alex laughed, egging Loki on. Captain Rogers looked up when he no longer felt the force of the scepter pushing down on his head. Through the helmet, he gave a disapproving expression to Alexios.