My Promise

18

Everyone turned to see Abigail standing at the door. A man in different shades of black stood behind her. She walked in, with a limp, and stood by Loki. She held the side that was stabbed, and the man made sure that she was okay everyone seeing the hole that sat above his left hip.

She was almost back to normal, except for the sunken eyes, the pale complexion, and the blood that stained her crisp white shirt, she looked normal. The man beside her had bright green eyes with purple where the whites of his eyes should be and a red paint that started from his hairline and ended under his eyes, long black hair that reached the bottom of his chest. Speaking of chest, it was bare, except for a couple of turquoises that was embedded into his skin, looping around like a necklace. He had pants on, thank god to that, but had little fringes that hung from the sides, he was also barefooted. She sighed and started to talk.

"Bucky new everything about me, even things I kept from you, Steve. But, he went missing before everything that happened to me, making me able to stand here today, for the five years that followed." She explained.

"Howard did this to you?" Clint asked.

"It wasn't just him, he tried stopping it after a while. But, S.H.E.I.L.D found out about it, and they had me locked up in a mental asylum after two years of looking for you and Bucky so that they could get away with it easier. While I was there, they made sure to make me so crazy that I would obey them, it worked for a while, until one day I wasn't in control, and he took over." She looked to the bottom right, rubbing her arms.

"Who?" Steve asked. She shook her head in fear of saying the name would bring him out. "Well, how do we get him out?"

"You don't, he stays in here till he eventually takes over, killing me, and try to hope for the best for everyone else." She ran a hand through her hair. "And I'd hate to say it, but he's going to come out soon, maybe within the next few days." She sighed.

Everyone went quiet. They watched as she rubbed her hands together, arms down and looking down as if she was in trouble.

"I may have a solution," Loki said, everyone quickly looking at him. "I could help delay the inevitable and help with the ritual and get your powers."

"No, absolutely not, no way in hell am I letting you get in her mind," Steve said loudly. "She doesn't need you poking around in there and making her one of your puppets."

"Steve, he could stop him for a while, and we can prepare for when he does eventually do arrive." She said to him.

"No, we are no-"

"Do it," Clint said. "If you can fix it, then do it."

"What!" Steve yelled.

"All in favor of letting reindeer games help her, raise your hand." Tony lifted his hand.

Clint, Wanda, Sam, Bruce, Thor, Loki, and Vision lifted there hand. Natasha shook her head and looked down at the table. Bucky was in thinking about it, Steve was giving him a pleading look, not wanting him to agree with them, but when he looked at Abigail, she had an understanding look if he chooses to get help for her or not. He sighed and lifted his hand.

"It's her choice if she wants my help." Loki looked at her. "Does she want to be a god, or stay a dead body?" They all look to Abigail.

"You know Abigail if you go through with getting your powers, I won't be able to stand here with you, or if you are alone, I won't be able to give you company. I'll just be another voice in your head." He said to her gently. They were surprised this immortal being could be gentle with this fragile girl.

"Can you just help make him stay at bay for a while, I'm not ready or mentally prepared to lose him yet." Abigail grabbed Loki hand, she noticed they were cold. "But I am grateful that you are willing to help me out." She smiled at him.