Taking Care Of The Avengers (Loki x Reader) (under edit)

71) Avengers Endgame: Part-3

It was like zipping through a tunnel. (Y/n) sucked in a breath, imagining she still had her wings back as she zoomed through the tunnel. She didn't feel tiny, although they had all shrunk down. The orange and red and white swirls were bright and pretty, and finally, they spotted the light blue end of the tunnel of the realm. The world flashed around them. They appeared in an alley, just a block away from the Avengers of 2012, New York.

The portal was dark and crowded with aliens in the sky. There was car and building wreckage everywhere and the stench was horrible. People were still screaming and searching for places to hide.

They retracted their helmets and the suits disappeared. (Y/n) was clothed in dark material, her old suit stripped away and a new one Tony had made—dark purple rivers ran down the sides and along the inside of her wrists. Tony mentioned that the suit could absorb any stray powers of hers. Tight gloves fitted around her hands and the back had nano-technology that would automatically give way for wings. She didn't have the heart to tell Tony that it would be useless.
Steve stepped forward, surveying the area. He was wearing a new Captain America suit that resembled his spandex one. His shield completed the outfit. "Alright, we have our assignments. Two stones uptown, one stone down. Stay low. Keep an eye on the clock."

The Hulk from 2012 leaped down with a roar and smashed a Chitauri soldier with a car. He kept slamming the car down and then picked up the broken tire and threw it at a stray Chitauri who had abandoned his smashed comrade. Hulk then angrily jumped on the car a few more times like it was trampoline before running away.

They all looked at Dr. Hulk, who was rubbing his face. (Y/n) pursed her lips. "Maybe smash a few things along the way."

"I think it's gratuitous, but whatever." He ripped off Has his black top and sighed. He let out a few growls that weren't meant to sound that pathetic. He raised his arms up and half-heartedly hit the top of a taxi. He picked up a motorcycle and tossed it carelessly, raising his hands up in a horrible interpretation of a zombie. He went along his way, just quietly kicking stuff until he reached the Bleecker Street Sanctum.

Iron Man flew up the side of the Stark tower. He got in through the broken lounge window while (Y/n) casually strode through the main entrance, keeping her head held low from the other SHIELD agents. No one paid her attention as she went through the lobby. Taking the stairs, she ran up the floors until she encountered a pair of agents in dark, armored uniforms. They spotted her and waved her over, training their guns on her. She ran up to them quickly.

"Who are you? Who gave you authorization to enter this building?" One of them asked. She smiled.

"I did."

Her palms lit up and she grabbed the ends of both the guns as they shot. The bullets melted before they could leave the guns, and she ended up melting the nozzles as well. With a growl, (Y/n) knocked out the agents and removed their uniforms. She wore one uniform and fitted the helmet over her head. Then she tucked the other uniform into her bag and ran up the stairs. She reached the lounge area and heard voices on the other side of the door.
Quickly, (Y/n) found her way into the ventilation shaft and shimmied up across the lounge. She knew those tunnels like the back of her hand. Despite some of it being blocked or crashed in, she easily wound her way around the tunnels until she reached the corner of the lounge area. She knocked on it once, and Scott's tiny Ant-Man head popped through. He chuckled. "Awesome timing."

"The only time I'll ever be late is if I'm dead," she replied.

He unscrewed the lid and pulled it aside with his tiny fingers. She put him on her shoulder as she stealthily leaped down. Hidden behind decorative blinds and a thick marble wall, she grinned at Tony. He beckoned for her to join him. He was laughing quietly. He pointed to the scene.