Hellraiser (Loki & W. Wilson) **Hiatus**

Chapter One

Maze twists the wrist in her grasp and smirks as he squeals like a little girl. Turns out she's a better bounty hunter then a hunter of monsters. Three weeks; 17 confirmed captures. 5 of which she may or may not have had sex with first. Demon or not; girl's got to eat. She reaches for the back of her belt and grabs the handcuffs attached there.

"Mazikeen Smith?" she glances up to the shadows where a figure sits in a chair watching her. She's hiding her inner alarm at being surprised, who ever this is they shouldn't have been able to sneak up on her. She was too distracted. Too focused on her hunt that she got cocky and sloppy.

"Who the fuck are you?" she asks as she snaps a pair of cuffs onto the wrist in her hand, and spins him onto his front pushing him forward, and bringing his other hand behind his back.

"Nick Fury" he answers as he stands. "Director of Shield. If you could....release my agent" he asks motioning to the man under Maze's heel, she raises an eyebrow.

"If this isn't a real hunt" Maze crouches over the agent. "Can I not keep him?" she asks stroking her fingers through the agents hair and bites her lip.

"Sir?" the agent squeaks looking to Fury for backup, Fury raises an eyebrow. "Sir?" he asks again; most insistent this time, when Fury makes no move to have her release him. Fury motions to Maze and she releases the agent, undoes the handcuffs and then stands twirling them between her fingers.

"So...SHIELD..." she starts as she drops onto the edge of the bed, crossing one leg over the other. "What could you possibly want with me?" she then cocks her head and narrows her eyes. "Unless you're here to take me in" she then smirks darkly. "Because I will warn you now...it will not end well..." she glances to the agent and then back to Fury. "For either of you..." she holds up one of her karambits and licks the end of it.

"That won't be necessary" Fury assures her, she shrugs and leans on her knees.

"So...why are you here?"

"Something dangerous was stolen from us....by someone we're not used to dealing with. He's called Loki. He's- not from around here" Fury admits.

"Loki?" Maze asks. "As in...the Norse god of lies and mischief?" she raises an eyebrow when he nods. "And you want me to do what exactly?" Maze asks.

"When we get our hands on him; information will need to be gathered, and seen as we're dealing with something a little out of our comfort zone"

"You're after my...hell born skills?" she asks standing. "See there's a problem there....I made a promise to not do that any more; because I have to seem human" she blinks and flashes her black eyes at him before they return to her human ones.

"Hopefully there will be no need for your skills; it's a maybe we might need your skills...." Fury explains. "Plus...your extensive knowledge on all things....mythical"

"I am very knowledgeable" Maze offers rolling the words around her tongue in a sort of purr.

"That tongue of yours won't get you very far with me" Fury tells her, she gasps dramatically.

"Was that....did you just tease, Director?" she asks and looks to the Agent who is trying not to smile. "Thought all you suits were supposed to be...stiff" she smirks at the use of words, she bites her lip pulling it through her teeth.

"This is getting off track" Fury scolds. "Are you in or out?" he asks her.

"You've peaked my curiosity" Maze answers. "For now....count me in" Fury nods and then motions for the agent to leave, they both head towards the door. "You know" Maze starts. "All work and no fun make Fury a very dull man" Maze teases as Fury reaches the door, he looks to the agent who flees before Fury turns to Maze.

"You couldn't handle my particular tastes, Miss Smith" Fury offers. "Someone will be here to collect you in the morning" He adds and then leaves, followed by the sound of Maze's laughter.

..............

As the sun rises behind her Maze pulls her bag up and into the trunk of her car. She smirks, biting her lip as she watches it wiggle away, the living body within trying to get free, she managed to fit in a real bounty over night; finding him just in time for the sun to rise. Fury did say she had till today before he sent someone. And she's just that good at her job. She chuckles and gives him a few pokes. A quinjet lands behind her; taking up space in the parking lot. Maze ignores it, preferring to continue to torment her captive.

"Miss Smith?" A voice states behind her, Maze turns, her eyes widening at the sight.

"Holy shit" she breaths and then smirks. "Captain fucking America" there he stands, in all his scientific glory. She lets out a breath and shakes her head impressed. Erskine did wonders on that body and she bet even God is jealous of his work.

"Steve Rogers" he introduces, she nods.

"Yeah, pretty sure there isn't anyone alive who doesn't know who you are" she teases. "Mazikeen Smith" she introduces herself as she starts to walk round him. "They really outdid themselves" Maze comments, her eyes tracing over every inch of him, Steve starts to grow uncomfortable with the attention. She stands behind him and checks out his backside, she sighs dreamily. "Awesome" she adds and then moves to stop in front of him.

"Nice to meet you" he offers politely, she chuckles a little.

"No, it's really not" she argues. "Will you be a dear and get my bag" she motions to her car. "It's rather heavy..." she points out as he moves towards it, reaches inside and pulls out the duffel bag. There is a scream as he does and his eyes widen. "What?" Maze asks innocently, Steve looks to the bag and then back to her.

"Is there....is there a person in here?" he asks her, she smirks and shrugs.

"I'm a bounty hunter" she points out, and then motions to the bag. "He's my bounty....don't drop him now" she motions to the jet behind them. "Come on" she then walks away, Steve looks to the bag and then back to her again before following after her.

............

Another suit is waiting for her as she and Steve walk onto the jet. The suit stands to meet them, offering a polite nod to Steve before turning his attention to Maze.

"Miss Smith; Agent Coulson" Coulson offers his hand and she takes it and shakes back.

"Nice of you to make the stop" she comments as Steve sets her bag down, it starts wiggling instantly, the bounty inside grumbling and screaming through his gag. "Shut up, you sack of shit" she scolds kicking the bag.

"Is that really necessary?" Steve asks her, she looks to him.

"Do you know what bounty hunters do, Captain Rogers?" she asks him sitting next to her bag, Steve shrugs a little.

"I'm sure the definition has changed since my day"

"Not really all that much" she argues. "We get paid to hunt down fugitives...." She pulls her phone from her pocket and opens the file on her latest hunt. "Urm oh..." she holds up the phone. "His warrant is for stalking and attacking a 13 year old girl" she looks to the bag and gives it another kick. "You know there are places in hell reserved for fuckers like you" she whispers to the bag menacingly. She looks to Steve. "Sure you don't want to get a kick in?" she teases, Steve snorts and shakes his head.

"No, but thank you for the offer"

"You so polite" Maze comments crossing one leg over the other, her arm resting over the back of the seats. "I could work that out of you" she purrs with a filthy smirk. Steve doesn't miss the innuendo and starts blushing, his entire face turning red. "Oh sweet hell look at that" she teases leaning forward. "That's the best thing I have ever seen"

"Fury warned me you'd do this" Coulson points out. "He seemed rather amused by your attitude..." Maze snorts and smirks at him. "...Did Fury explain what we're dealing with?" Coulson asks Maze.

"He said something about the Norse pantheon" she offers as Coulson hands her a tablet.

"It's a little more complicated then that" he corrects and hands one to Steve. "Best you both bring yourselves up to speed"