Loki's Angel (Loki Fan fic)

Chapter 20 Checkmate

"S-sister." Fall choked out, memories ambushing her and flashing quickly through her head, of the two identical twins, growing together as angels and ancient beings of great strength. Born to create and manage the skies, or at least what was visible. "You're here?"

"Of course. You didn't type, or text, or call for that manner, so here I am." Fall's sister spoke as if she was betrayed, toying with a lock of her hair and frowning. "I was so worried." She pouted, before her dark smile returned. "But you of all people will know why I'm really here, besides rescuing my sweet, kind, innocent little sister."

Heat rushed through Fall, willing herself to become visible. "Don't touch my friends." She warned under her breath, anger and rage stirring behind a poker face.

"Oh, your friends? Even this one? I heard this one beat you up on a regular basis." Fall's sister asked, another banished angel kicking Speed forwards with her hands tied behind her back, causing the lower angel to land on her face.

"Yes, they're under my protection." Fall said with the same calm, emotionless face. "And don't you DARE touch them." Fall threatened without even having to say what she would do.

"Ohh, sister. Tut tut! I won't lay a finger on them." Fall's sister assured, their different eyes boring into their identical faces, with the only visible differences between them being clothing and their expressions. A calm face and a smiling face starred at each other, in an unbreakable contest to make each other back away. "I'll just have my men do the dirty work."

A ball of dark energy formed in Fall's hand, seemingly out of the air, molding itself into a long black sword. Fall raised the blade and inspected the edges, then moved it casually up and down as she tested the weight. This was a warning, and every angel in the room stiffened at the sword forged by a God.

"Rise." Fall slowly said the name, still focused on the sword. "It's been a while since I used your name.... But I guess it still tastes as sour and disgusting as always."

"The same could be said for your name, you know. I can't stand how our idiotic mother named us that. She was always a freak. But at least she got something right: you, are going to fall sister, and I, shall rise." Rise gloated, a white light shaping itself into a sword like her sister's, except it was a light white one, barely the size of a dagger.

Unlike Fall, Rise furrowed her brow and shook the sword, mumbling curses as it refused to change. She pinched it and whispered threats, but the light silvery object only bent away from her face.

Fall shook her head and looked around the room, her gaze shifting from one group of captors, all of them agents of S.H.I.E.L.D, then looked at another group, inspecting, watching the mechanical movements they made. The banished angels seemed to have free will, and a few agents, but most were certainly being controlled. Their blank gazes hinted at a potent magic, but behind those eyes were an indication of someone trying to break free.

The Avenger's angels were all pinned to the floor by other banished angels, some of them with their wings being stepped on. Skiff seemed to be pained, Sea looked vivid, and Miki and the others were bound tightly with ropes made out of pegisi hair.

The Avenger's favorite two agents were thankfully not affected by the magic. Natasha wouldn't look up at the gun pointed at her head. Clint was moving his wrists, angering the man watching him, obviously creating a commotion so Natasha could finish untying her own restraints.

Thor was still chained and muzzled, his size blocking out Loki from Fall's view, and Tony was inching slowly towards the meeting room's bar.

Then there was Bruce.

He was still laughing like a maniac with a face mask on, the gas making him unable to turn hulk. His choking, gasping laughter unnerved Fall, right along with how quiet the whole room was.

Something caught her eye though, in the hands of a man standing behind Rise. A blue gem, pulsing with a weaker power that had been drained from the tesseract. It was still strong enough to control the agents in the room however.

Fall slowly returned her gaze to her sister, who was now openly shouting curses at the short, curved blade. The angel tapped her sister on the shoulder.

"Hey, Rise, I think your wrong about mom. She knew a lot better than you." Fall stated. "Also, check, and mate." Fall hit her sister over the head with her sword's handle, before turning to the man with the gem and kicking him to the wall, grabbing the blue rock from his hands and breaking it over his head, rendering almost half the room unconscious. Everyone that had been controlled slumped. Everything was working much better than Fall expected.

The Avengers leaped up, Tony's suit flew to his body, Natasha tossed away the gas mask that had been forced on Bruce, Clint ran at the floating guns that gave the banished angels away. This was chaos, but much better chaos than what Rise had in store. Pride brought Rise down- and all her henchmen were fleeing as fast as they could make their legs run. Clint had picked up an electric gun, and it was very effective.

"Good game sister, except you still use the same plans, but on a different board, with different pawns." Fall said, dragging her sister's unconscious body and resting it against a wall. "And know out of all people I can beat you at this game."

Fall walked away from her sister as Nick Fury entered the room, and she started freeing the other angels as the fight became a mess. In the end of the short battle, several and most of the angels escaped, but none of the humans, and not Rise.