Eve of Destruction [Completed]

Germany and Thunderstorms

   Natasha, dressed in her usual attire, piloted the Quinjet with ease. Eve eyed Steve as he adjusted his shield,
"Are you ready?" She asked quietly, putting on her gauntlets carefully.
"As ready as I'll ever be." He reassured.
"Just don't lose your head out there Spangles."
Before he could comment about the nickname the jet suddenly stopped.
"Go! Now!" Natasha ordered.
Steve dropped down without hesitation. Protecting an older fellow who was standing up to Loki. The blast ricocheted back to the God and knocked him to the ground. Slowly Steve stood, noticing Eve drop onto the ground stealthily
"You know, the last time I was in Germany and saw a man standing above everybody else, we ended up disagreeing." He informed Loki,
The raven haired man stood up, looking happy at the blondes sudden appearance,
"The soldier. A man out of time."
"I'm not the one who's out of time."
Nat maneuvered the Quinjet so it's machine gun was pointed at Loki
"Loki, drop the weapon and stand down." She ordered.
When Loki's grin widened, Eve knew that wasn't an option. Suddenly he sent a blast of a strange blue light towards the jet. Natasha moved out of the way in time. Which Cap took the opportunity to throw his shield at Loki. It barely even effected him. And Steve's face practically said 'Oh Shit' when his punch only inconvenienced the God. Loki hit him back with such force, Steve flew back a few feet. That's when Eve started to run towards the danger. Cap threw his shield, but Loki swatted it away like a bug. The two fought viciously. Eve recognized a few boxer moves before Loki forced the blonde into a kneeling position,
"Kneel." Loki growled.
"Not Today!" Eve snarled.
The woman launched herself onto his armored shoulders. Thighs wrapping around his neck tightly. Then twisting her body so he landed on the floor roughly. His helmet flew off, causing his black hair to cascade around his face. The two shared a look of aggression as they slowly stood in unison. She flicked out a set of dual knives into her hands, eyes cold as he made the first move. He struck with the scepter, only for her to weave fluidly past his defenses and was able to put a cut across his cheek. If he hadn't have moved away, she would've carved out his eye. He shoved her down, except she slid the toe of her boot to the side, unsheathing yet another blade that she used to get him in the knee. While he fell, she stood up smoothly. He blocked her next blow, even avoiding the hidden blade that suddenly shot out of her sleeve from the engraved silver gauntlet she wore. The two struggled, arms locked as each looked for the upper hand. The ground beneath his knees started to crack.
"You are not mortal." Loki hissed through gritted teeth quietly.
"Neither are you." She snarled,
Loki leaned back suddenly, putting all of his strength to his legs as launched her over his shoulder. Right when AC/DC's "Shoot to Thrill" blasted through the Quinjet's speakers. The three looked up to see a red suit fly towards them. Iron Man shot Loki onto the ground just as the God stood. Landing smoothly and aimed practically every weapon that the suit had at him.
"Make your move, Reindeer Games." Tony's voice rang through the mask.
Loki put his hands up in surrender. His armor vanishing in a flash of green.
"Good move." Tony withdrew his guns. Cap and Eve moved to stand beside the man in red,
"Mr.Stark." The blonde acknowledged.
"Captain." Then he noticed the blonde, "Stiletto?"
"Don't be too surprised Stark. Fury owes me after this."
The Quinjet landed behind them carefully.

   Eve sat across from Loki. Twirling around her dagger as the two studied each other warily, but there was a tad bit of respect behind his oddly blue eyes. The others were talking amongst themselves, but at the moment she only had eyes for a certain God.
"Like what you see, darling?" He spoke smoothly in a husky voice, eyes glinting green for a mere second.
She grinned wickedly, leaning back as she crossed her arms,
"Actually I do, but that wasn't what I was thinking about."
"Oh? Pray, do tell. What were you thinking of, rather than me ravishing you throughly with my tongue and teeth of course." He purred,
"Of course," She smirked, "I was thinking about how I'm going to kill you once this is over." She crooned casually, "Wether I should do it slowly and intimately, or simply rid this world of you swiftly and let Hell take care of the rest. What do you think?"
He hummed, lifting a brow as he adjusted his cuffed hands so he could lean on them. Truly getting a good look at her.
"Interesting choices," He smiled, "How about-"
Suddenly thunder roared and lightning nearly hit the jet. Making it tremble violently. Eve stood up, moving so she could look out the window, taking in the sudden storm,
"Where's this coming from?" Nat whispered to herself.
Eve noticed Loki staring out the window intently. Eyes now steadily blue.
"What's the matter? Scared of a little lightning?" Steve called over the dull roar.
"I am not overly fond of what follows." He mentioned.
"What the fuck?" She whispered loudly as the men shared a look.
The jet shook again. And with her luck, Eve landed in directly Loki's lap. He smirked down at her, eyes green,
"Well, hello."
Before a smart ass retort could come out of her mouth she heard footsteps on the rooftop of the jet. Moving steadily and confidence. She stood, fingers finding a handle belonging to one of her many daggers. Tony put on his helmet and pressed the button to drop the railing. Only for one big ass man with long blonde hair shove him back. Eve ducked down into a kneeling position as his flying metal body sailed harmlessly over her. Never taking her eyes off of her new target. The man grabbed Loki by the throat and moved to fly out. So, Eve did what any dedicated person would do, and dove out of the hatch just as they took off. Her hand wrapping around Loki's ankle. She held on tightly as they flew at incredible speeds. She was in for one hell of a ride.