Fire and Ice

Chapter 1

So this is my first official fanfiction I'm publishing on Wattpad. I'm putting this here as a warning because this story does contain mature and sensitive content! I try to put a warning before the content but I haven't gotten through all of it to warn you. I'm putting this here because I do care about the readers sensitivity.

Proceed with this in mind and please enjoy!
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Chapter 1
Everything in Romans life was normal. She had finally finished college, and was valedictorian of her class of five hundred. She was a try hard but that was also because her father pushed her so hard to try her best. Roman had landed her dream job in engineering machines which were destined to help people all over the world. She was just amazed things in her life were going the way it was.

Romans luck was horrible before, mainly for her being a mutant her life sucked in general. Her mom went away and her father pushed her beyond her limits. Her sister on the other hand was blessed with a proper family, everything she did was always unnoticed in her family. Roman was the first to move out, she got awards in boxing and gymnastics and anything she loved. It all went unnoticed. Her sister Celine got into drugs and smoking but her parents took away anything Roman called fun for a month for not passing her physics class. Thank the Gods  she moved out.

A small meow snapped her out of her thoughts and she picked up the small cat she named Peter. Peter playfully batted at her fingers as she headed into the kitchen, setting him down on the counter Roman set to work cooking some food for herself. Mincing meat and chopping up herbs for seasoning she cooked it all together until it was finished. Peter purred from the counter starting to groom himself his legs unnaturally extending into the air.

Roman walked to the couch and started to eat her food. She found herself watching as Peter as he nearly fell off the kitchen counter. After that he carefully perched himself onto Romans shoulder as she continued eating. An alarm on her phone made her quickly get up and grab her bag. Off to work she went for another day of endless bullshit and Roman not being able to build anything just because her designs were to sloppy. That was bullshit and she knew it. Roman thought bitterly to herself as she made her way to the company she worked for. While this may of been her dream job the company didn't trust her because she was new, fresh out of college, and she had ambitious ideas. The parts she needed would cost millions but the end result would be pulling in billions if not trillions from investors. To bad no one would actually invest in her ideas.

Unfortunately for work it was up to Roman to clean the poor abandoned machines that no one ever took care of and do the tons of paperwork no one else could take care of. Of course her associate in the other department got the okay from the corporation to build mini rockets that exploded like fireworks. That was cool but it didn't have a lot of investors so he just potentially cost the company money. But hey not her fault.

Roman was finally done with work. Once she clocked her time card she was free from that hellscape. She had to of course take public transportation home which was about as dangerous as the slums of the city at this time of night. Luckily for Roman she was a boxer all her life and carried a pocket knife everywhere with her. To bad Roman luck always went sideways. A mugger stole her backpack she had besides her and was now running to his hide away den with her bag. To bad for him her money was always on her person. She chased after the man desperate to get back her schematics for her shit company.

"You know it's not nice to steal from a woman." A voice called out and suddenly the man was stuck to the wall covered in some white webbing. A man dressed in a spider costume dropped from the lamp pole and grabbed her bag.

"I believe this is yours." He said handing her the bag and Roman was flabbergasted.

"Thank you." Roman said gripping the bag. Spider-Man was about to jump off until Roman stopped him, "here wait. Your web shooters, they could go for a fix. You could try a more aerial formula to get the webbing to become stronger so bigger opponents can't break free." Roman offered and he nodded

"Thank you." Spider-Man said, "by the way what's your name?" He asked and Roman smiled.

"Roman Smith. Just your friendly engineer." She said smiling and Spider-Man chuckled.

"And I'm just your friendly neighborhood Spider-Man." He said winking and suddenly disappearing into the darkness of the city.

"Get me out of this web lady!" The man shouted at her and Roman nearly lost control. She felt her hair rise and her hands glow.

"Please i could do a lot worse to you!" Roman snapped before slipping the bag onto her back and walking away from the protesting man. "Asshole." Roman muttered tossing her bag onto counter and shutting her door.

She played with Peter for a few minutes before deciding to fall asleep. Romans days never went any different. Wake up cook, go to work, suffer, go home, cook, take her medications, play with Peter, sleep and repeat. Everything was normal until everything wasn't.

Roman got home from work to hear coughing coming from another room. She didn't have any guests over ever. She quickly readied her knife but found someone had already done the job for her. The man was bleeding all of her couch and he looked like warrior. This day just keeps on getting better and better. Roman thought bitterly getting the medicine cabinet from the bathroom.

"I do not need your help wretch." The man snapped and Roman nearly snapped and gave into her fiery fury.

"See that's where you're wrong because from my perspective you were the one who magically appeared on my couch, which your also ruining with your blood. This cut is a bullet wound, did i not mention your bleeding out." Roman emphasized even more and the man hesitantly pulled up his shirt.

"You have a name?" Roman asked glancing up from the bullet wound. The poor man was in extreme pain from the wound. Now that Roman cleaning the wound with rubbing alcohol it had him gripping the pillows tighter than Roman thought possible.

"Loki." The man, apparently named after that man who nearly destroyed new york a few years ago, rasped. Wait.

"So you're the one who tried to kill all of New York city!" Roman said putting the pieces together and pulling the bullet out of the wound with precision and wrapping his torso.

"I was under Thanos's control." Loki rasped he was still in pain. Roman dug around the box till she found a small bag of painkillers.

"Well still, nearly killed my dad with one of those destroyers." Roman said putting up the med kit and looking at Loki. He was passed out from the pain and was asleep on the couch. Roman pulled off his helmet carefully, his hair a mess afterwards. She draped a blanked on him and hoped it would be enough for the God of mischief.

Roman not surprisingly found herself not being able to sleep. She was honestly fine with being in the same room with a man who could easily kill her, she was a big girl she could defend herself. It was just the fact he came here when he could have ended up in an ally or the room next door. Roman wondered to herself if maybe the Gods sent him here.

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