Avengers Imagines

Loki Laufeyson #1 part 2

I stood underneath the Stark Tower as Thor and Loki fought.

The Chitauri were overtaking Manhattan.

They were breaking down our everyday defences.

They were leaving us defenceless.

They were leaving people broken. Tired. Exhausted. Defeated...

"I need to get to Loki!" I shouted over the comms.

"It's too late! He's entered the fight. He is no longer contained." Stark said as he flew overhead.

"He's going to get himself killed in the pursuit for power." I mumbled.

"We need to contain the fight. Focus on Loki later. If one of these things slips too far. We could loose the fight all together." Steve said.

"Yes Sir." I said, unholstering my weapon and fighting my way through the swarming Chitauri.

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"Could you get any uglier?" I cried out in frustration as I shot repeatedly at one Chitauri in particular.

They snarled.

Great.

They understood me.

They swiped my legs out from underneath me but this gave me the perfect angle to gain a fatal shot.

I stood up, wiping the hair from my face before there was a loud rumbling yet screeching noise.

I looked up to see a large... what even is that thing?

"Spoke to soon ______." Clint said, shooting an arrow at a Chitauri from behind me.

I grumbled under my breath, firing my last bullet at an advancing Chitauri.

"Come on, we need to join Cap and the others." Clint said, firing another arrow then leading the way to the group.

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"We can't do this all day." I shouted at Loki as he finally joined the ground fight.

"Much unlike your Captain. God's righteous man." he snarled.

"You really have done your research." Steve said, slamming his shield into approaching Chitauri.

Natasha was already up at the portal trying to figure out if there was any possible way to stop this.

"You need to stop this. Stop this madness before it is too late." I said, my emotions clogging my throat.

Loki sneered.

"You sound too much like my brother." he snarled at me.

"He is the only brother that seeks sense. You did not want this Loki. You wanted to be an equal. War will not let you be that equal. You will be imprisoned. You will never see the light of day again for what you have done!" I snapped.

"Are these the words you truly mean to speak my love?" he asked, stepping forward carefully with a hand resting on his chest.

"If I died today at the hands of the Chitauri... how would you feel? Or do you not really love me at all? Was it all just another trick? Another lie?"

"I-" Loki started but stopped.

"I was always going to be in the line of fire Loki! Do you not see! Your madness has caused you to lose sight on the people you claim to love the most."

"My love for you was not a claim!" he shouted.

"Then prove it! End all of this! Stop this madness!" I whispered softly, my hand cupping his cheek.

"I wish I could... but it's too late." he said, leaning into my hand before stepping back and away before setting back off up into the air.

It really is too late.

Too late to save us....

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(I really hope you like it! Sorry for the long wait! But I hope its okay...

Love,

Phoebe xx)