Avengers One Shots

(Loki) The Smiler

(All rights reserved to original artist)
Dedicated to:
jokireadsforfun
And
Noka-E-Ross

  You watched from the shadows, as the Avengers yet again ruined your plan. You were angry at them, furious. Your fingers released strings of blackish ink. Hawkeye was the first to be taken. Then Iron Man, Spider Man, Captain America, so on so forth.

Only one remained. Loki. Your minions stood no chance against him.

You stepped from the shadows. Loki was taller then you, but that never stopped you from kicking his ass.

Loki shot a beam at you, which you avoided. "That all you got, reindeer?" You ticked him off.

He shot more at you, until finally one hit you. Luckily your mask was still on your face. It was a mime type mask, it had holes for the eyes, a nose, and a smiling mouth. It was pure white.

Hence why people called you Smiler.

"Just give up, Loki, let me rule, you can join me!" Loki looked to his brother, Thor. "No."

He shot more and more beams at you, until blood was dripping down your mask.

"Had enough yet?" He growled. You looked at you wounds. One more hit and he would end it all.

You shook your head no. He seemed baffled. "You're dieing." He growled. "Just give up!"

You shook your head no. He shot at you, with little strength, you avoided. The inky blackness released the hero's, as you ran off.

~ Loki ~

She ran off, and Tony followed. She soon vanished. "We need to find her," said Captain America.

I shook my head. "I'll locate her. You guys go see if you can help those people." I pointed to the once corrupted, another of her abilities.

I walked off, as the rest began searching. I heard heavy breathing a few blocks down. Then I saw her, not the Smiler, but someone else.

The Smiler Mask, covered in blood, was in her hand. She was beautiful. (I'mma pick your features boiz) her long black hair was messy, her eyes, which were purple, shine amidst the blood.

~ You ~

You begin to go to the only home you know, the underground tunnels of Manhattan.

As you walk down the icky tunnels, you hear what appears an echo.

You've never heard an echo before. You spun around, seeing nobody. You winced at the movement.

You continued, holding one of your countless wounds. Soon you arrived at a small area, which had everything you needed, canned food, water, and a bed.

You sit on the edge of the bed, wincing. "God damn it, Loki, why can't I suck up my feelings and kill you?"

"Aw, you having feelings?" You jumped off the bed, but not being able to steady yourself, collapsed onto the ground.

You groaned, before putting on the mask.

"No use, I saw your face." You looked around, before seeing him. Loki. "L-Loki!?"

He nodded, smirking. "The one, the only." You growled, trying to pull yourself up. You couldn't, the strength had been completely drained.

"Get away from me!" You cried out, Loki looked visibly hurt at your voice.

"Why do you fight us?" He asked plainly. You looked at Loki.

"Tony Stark killed me."