Beyond The Stars (UNDER REVISION)

War

I run through the holes made in the wall by Thor. I see Miss. Romanoff on the ground. I see the fear on her face. "It's okay. Hey, hey," I softly speak. I put my hand on her knee. She juts sits there, shaking. After a moment, she's called to help with Barton. I decide I need to help Thor. I silently skid to a stop outside the cell room.

"Are you ever not going to fall for that?"

I watch silently through Thor's eyes, waiting for the perfect opportunity. I watch as Thor hits the glass and the cell almost dislodges. I hear a noise behind me and I see Agent Coulson. "Agent, Loki has Thor trapped in the cell." The man nods. "Let me go in first. Loki trusts me." I see by the look in his eyes that he doesn't. "Please." He reluctantly nods and I silently walk into the room.

I grab the guards arm and wrap my leg around it, flipping him onto his back. I use my foot to knock him out. "Move away, please." Loki steps back from control panel and Coulson walks around me. "You like this? We started working on the prototype after you sent the Destroyer. Even I don't know what it does." The gun starts up. "You wanna find out?" And within the second, Loki stabs Coulson with the scepter.

"NO!" Thor yells.

I drop to my knees and talk quietly to Coulson. "You're gonna be alright. Okay? Just... Hang in there..." Suddenly, I'm being pulled off the ground by my hair. "L-Loki... Don't." He moves his hand to the back of my neck and drags me with him to the control pannel. He presses the button. "THOR!" I try to run after him, but Loki's hand pulls me back.

I look back at the man holding me captive. The pure anger on his face chills me. "Join me, Dri."

"No. Loki, this is my home. Please, stop this." I see him raising the scepter. I grab it and push it away. "You would really talk away my free will?" I feel his grip tighten as his eyes stare into mine, unblinking. He leans closer to me, putting more force into the scepter. Using all of my strength, I try push myself away from him. Not working, I kick him in the shin before punching him in the face. Angrily, he throws me to the ground.

I look up at Loki as he stands over me. "Poor, Dri. There is a time to fight and a time to give in to those stronger than you, to your king."

"You're not my king." I feel the blunt end of the scepter hit my temple. My vision becomes foggy before turning completely black.

I stare at the large bloody spot on my face. I reach up to touch it, wincing at the pain. My room door opens. I look up to see Captian America and Miss. Romanoff standing there. "Let's go." I see the urgency in their eyes. I nod and grab my sword.

As we walk to the plane, I watch Barton closely. "I'm sorry," I softly say to him. He narrows his eyes at me. I feel like I'm partially to blame for what happened to him. "It's my fault." I know everyone is listening. "If I had just... Been there for him. Maybe he... He wouldn't be doing this."

"Do not blame yourself, Doctor," Captian America says. "War is a product of anger or jealousy. You didn't cause this." His words make me feel a little better.

I walk out of the crashed plane. "We gotta get back up there!" Captain America says. We all come to a stop as a big fish like things come through the portal. I take a deep breath, deciding to do something I've only ever tried once. I close my eyes. "Loki!" My projection is on top of Stark Tower. "End this!" I please. Suddenly, I feel a pain in my leg. I open my eyes to see blood coming from the hole. "I really should invest in pants instead of a skirt," I say to myself as I throw my sword like a spear. It bounces off the floating platform. I run and try to find cover. I tear the grey partial cape from my armor and wrap the wound. I notice the three people I've traveled with hiding beside a subway. I work on fighting. Only having a sword makes things difficult. Soon, Thor arrives.