Marvel Imagines

The Adopted

I wasn't supposed to be roaming around, but here I am. Staring at a glass prison holding a man greased in dark colors. His hair long and lightly dusting the floor beneath him as it lays. His eyes not moving from the ceiling. I barely was in the room, but I could see him smirk. He knew I was there. I crept in and shut the door behind me and walked towards the glass cage.

"What a curious thing you are." He sat up and watched me closely.

"Aparently I am not the only one curious." I raised an eyebrow moving closer to the cage. He stood up and walked close as well. Squinted green eyes searching my soul.

"Do you now know who I am? Such remarks could get you in trouble." He seemed to straighten but I smirked.

"All I know is that you are a bit arrogant, and have done something bad enough that my father trapped you here." I crossed my arms, standing straighter.

A devilish smirk crossed his lips. "Daughter of Stark. Well haven't heard of you, now you are a perfect weakness for your father." He paced slightly whispering to himself.

"What is your name?" I knocked on the glass to get his attention.

"I am the trickster God, Loki." He smiled at his title. I sat down and watched his become curious at my actions.

"Why aren't you afraid?" He pondered.

"You are kind of like me, and it isn't everyday I come across someone as interesting as you." I crossed my legs and began again. "I'm Y/n. Nice to meet you Loki."

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Seeing him behind Tony's back was something I was proud of. He didn't need to know my daily routine, otherwise he might go into cardiac arrest. I sat in front of Loki once again and talked about pointless Earth inventions. Sure he had greater technology but I could still trip him up with some technology we possess but Asgardians don't.

"So whenever we need a ride somewhere, strangers pick us up and we rate them on"

"Why do you keep visiting me?" He stared blankly. He seemed as curious as the day I found him.

"Because it gets lonely here, my dad doesn't let me outside the tower and I have been in the same spot as you before." I shrugged my shoulders and looked back at him.

"Your own father kept you in a prison, maybe we aren't so different." He looked away and tried to ignore his past.

"He wasn't my father at the time. I am a mutant and when I got too dangerous he took me in and imprisoned me until he began training me. He grew close and adopted me as his own." I looked down and I felt his eyes on me again.

"Aren't you angry for what he did to you then?" He stood up and his anger shined through him.

"No, I don't hold it against him. He needed to contain me. I was harming more than those I hated but also the ones I cared for. It was for the best."

"But how did you contain all that anger towards him? Wouldn't you want to kill him for what he did?"

"No, because when I got angry I finally realized there isn't anything to be angry for. He was helping me, its just had to be in steps." I smiled.

"And you're adopted?" He stopped pacing in anger and glanced down at me curiously.

"Yeah, my parents didn't want me because I was a freak. Tony built a bond with me that I have never had, he provided a family for me and for that I am grateful." I heard footsteps outside and I stood up and his behinds a pillar. I watched some scientists walk up to the cell and mess with the control panel to ensure security of the cell. I waved a quick goodbye and snuck out thr open door.