Chapter 22

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There's a hundred and twenty-two names on your list, and you've killed about fifteen of them. Not even ten of the remaining names are defected or corrupted Hydra and Kattanja agents, meaning Loki's plan of giving the "good" people more time by killing the agents will be a challenge.

Two of the corrupted agents, a mr. and mrs. Smith—you immediately starts giggling and even after explaining the film to Loki, he's not at all amused—are currently residing it St. Petersburg, Russia, and Loki teleports you there without effort. You get rid of them and their bodies easily enough and move on to the next targets. While you're occupied with that, Loki leaves you to call in on the Avengers, see how they're faring as well as letting them in on your not very well-planned plan.

Unsurprisingly enough, the Avengers aren't optimistic about the whole let's-go-kill-the-mastermind-before-you-kill-innocents plan, but mostly because it's unrealistic and you don't know where to find the mad scientist.

The second night after the murder of mr. and mrs. Smith, you go to bed only to wake up hours later in some stranger's bedroom, covered in blood. Instead of being horrified—as you would be if you were in your right state of mind—you curiously look around for clues as to where the hell you are. And who the hell you just killed.

According to the man's bloody ID-card, you have just brutally slaughtered the Winston family, a couple of politically active people opposing Hydra. It doesn't surprise you and you look through the house for signs of survivals, but it seems you managed to get rid of them all before you woke up. Shite.

You call Loki, who's half-hysterical at this point, and ask him to come to the Winston family's address to pick you up. You briefly toy with the thought of getting rid of their bodies, but decide to fuck it, Hydra can take care of it if they want to, and leave the building.

Loki gapes at you when he sees you, covered in blood from head to toe. "This is not going according to plan," he manages to say and teleports you back to your hotel room, now situated in Madrid, Spain.

"It's not. Maybe you should tie me up at night," you suggest.

When he realises you're not joking, he nods to himself and disappears to discuss it with the Avengers.

You're waiting for his arrival when something moves in the back of your head and you black out.

***

The sound of screeching tires wakes you from your trance. You're in the middle of a highway, looking at the oncoming traffic without batting an eye. At least not until a car drives too close to you and hits your arm with the mirror. You fly backwards and land on the road with a grunt.

You jump up and rush through the deadly traffic to the other side, where you keep running into the forest, cursing yourself, your brain and Hydra. Why can't you just babysit Loki so he doesn't wreck havoc anywhere, like the plan originally intended? Now you've travelled the world with him, heard him talking about sleeping gods, seen him crying, had him confiscated, forced to relive your childhood trauma and now you're stuck playing assassin to the very people that stole you from your parents and made your life hell. What a life. What a world to live in. Hallelujah.

A red barn appears at the end of the forest and you argue with yourself for a moment. It may not be a very wise decision to waltz up to the door, knock and ask "Hello, where am I?" What if you go Hydra again and kill the poor farmers? But still, you need to know if you want Loki to come get you.

Instead of visiting the farmers, you follow the dirt road leading to their house until you find a sign with the address on it.

"Where the hel have you—" is Loki's greeting as soon as he picks up the phone.

"I'm in Sweden," you interrupt him. "Care to come get me?"

The line is quiet for a moment. "You owe me a long vacation." He doesn't sound half as angry as you expect him to.

He appears in the middle of the road and looks at you in relief. "Did you kill anyone?"

You shake your head. "At least I don't think so. I regained consciousness on the highway. Nearly got run over."

"Good. I also have positive news." He offers you his hand and you take it. "Dr. Banner found dr. Shui."

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