Thanos' Daughter

Chapter 16

I sped after the small metal plane carrying my companion. The sky was dark enough and there were enough clouds that I could easily follow the plane without being seen. I flew above the plane so it was always in my sights, plus I knew that it was impossible to see through the metal top of the plane while inside it.

The plane zoomed towards a snowy mountain range and I cursed the frigid air. Sleeveless armor did nothing to keep my arms warm. The leather arm guards I wore also offered no heat source. I pushed aside my complaints and focused on trailing the plane.

The clouds were getting thicker and I had to fly closer in order to keep the metal contraption in my sights. The clouds rolled even closer to the plane, as if something was trying to block my view of it. I zipped down until I was practically standing on top of the plane. This was the only distance I could see the plane at.

Thunder boomed above me and I watch, wide eyed, as a giant bolt of lightning ripped through the sky in front of the small plane. I groaned, cursing my situation, and Loki. Even when he's captured by the enemy, Loki still manages to have the better luck. He got to sit comfortably inside a heated plane, while I was stuck outside, in the wind, freezing to the rooftop.

The lightning and thunder intensified until the sky was lit up with blue colored bolts of electricity. The thunder grew louder until every boom rattled my bones. I tightened my grip on the panel I was gripping onto. The winds were stronger and my hands were growing colder. Thunder bellowed again and I realized it wasn't raining. I couldn't figure out what was happening. How could there be thunder and lightning without rain?

I turned my head to the sky in time to dive out of the way as a mass of red and black metal came crashing onto the spot I'd been only seconds earlier. I flapped my wings desperately, trying to get back up to the roof of the plane. The winds fought me and I was forced to back away from the aircraft and watch. The red and black thing that crashed into the roof of the plane knelt on its surface, waiting.

I mustered all of my energy and sped up through the tunnel of wind, my gut sinking with a thought. I had a sneaking suspicion I knew who was on the roof of the plane and I was praying I was wrong. If he was here, Loki and I were in deep shit.

I had to veer to the right to avoid being spotted as the back door to the plane opened and the man in the iron suit looked outside. I flapped my wings, each push sending me a fraction of an inch closer to the plane, only to be beaten back by the wind.

The figure on top of the roof dropped onto the open hatch and I caught a glimpse of Loki's terrified face and the man stormed into the small plane. The iron wearing man tried to fire at the intruder, but was stopped by a hammer to the chest. The blonde haired intruder yanked Loki out of his seat, breaking the belts wrapped around my partner's torso. He clenched onto Loki's neck and the two of them dove out of the plane.

I screamed several choice words after them, but they couldn't hear me over the pounding winds. Diving after them, I envisioned the many types of torture I would inflict on this idiot for ruining our plans. I also had a few choice words for Loki which he would he hearing when I got him back. He could have easily escaped from this man's clutches. The fact that Loki didn't only intensified my ideas about this man's identity.

As I was skyrocketing towards the two men, a flaming streak of metal rushed past me and towards Loki, nearly crashing into me. I screamed as I lost the momentum I'd built up against the wind. I was thrown around in the tornado and I knew if I had been human, the force of the winds would have killed me.

I shouted more choice phrases at the metal streak and scrambled against the wind to get out of the way as another figure sped past me. "Anyone else like to take a shot at me?" I screeched up at the sky.

Nothing else dropped out of the plane so I figured the universe was done trying to kill me for now.

The winds started to disperse which meant that I could increase my speed. I knew I was faster than Captain America, who I'd seen falling far to my right, the second streak. I wasn't as sure about the man in the iron suit that had rushed past me before Captain America. I moved further away from the direct path the others had taken and reached the top of one of the mountains in time to watch the man who had grabbed Loki throw him to the ground.