Billy Batson [One-Shots]

Lokison

Crossover with Marvel Universe. AU. (More like Billy living in Marvel Universe)

"Sir, Director Fury wants to see you."

Came Jarvis' electric voice, startling Tony Stark out of his daydream. The moment Jarvis' words reached his brain, he rolled his eyes, already tired of the conversation that had yet to begin. Grumbling out loud, Tony trudged towards the living room, dragging his feet reluctantly.

Nicholas Fury already made himself comfortable in Tony's chair, sitting and waiting for him. Hand interlocked under his chin. his one eye was furiously glaring around the place as if looking for some sort of danger or trying to find out Tony's secrets.

"Stark!" spoke Fury, when he heard the footsteps approaching.

"Eye-Patch!" exclaimed Tony with faux-happiness. It was obvious even to a child that he wasn't happy to see Fury here... or anywhere else. "I see you made yourself at home," drawled out Tony.

"There's a suspicious... person who needs to be investigated by Avengers," Nick went straight to business, ignoring Stark's smart-ass reply. "His name is William Batson. It is suspected that he's a magic user and son of Loki," the son-of-Loki part made Tony choke on his spit, staring at Nick.

"Reindeer Games has a son?" asked Tony surprised, clearly not expecting it.

"He has several. According to mythology. Sleipner, Hela, Fenris or Fenrir, Jormungandr and apparently now this... We're not sure of the relationship between them, but it is highly likely that the boy is related to him. He looks very much like Loki, except for his blue eyes."

"Has your paranoia reached that level, where you suspect every black-haired person to be a spawn of Loki?" amusedly asked Tony, because it was such a far-fetched observation that it was laughable.

Billy Batson was sitting quietly, hidden in the closet, as he heard the voices of the adults talking about someone dangerous thy were looking for. Assumably, he was here, in this building.

"Are you sure he's here, Tony?" asked the voice of a man.

"I'm sure, Capsicle, at least, Fury was pretty sure that's where he hangs around."

Fury? Like one of the deadly sins? What type of name was Capsicle?

"The boy is my nephew!" boomed an obnoxious voice. "I won't let any of you hurt him, friends!"

"Calm down, Sparkplug, we're not hurting anyone. We're unsure if Fury was right about him."

Again with fury. Are they the bad guys? Working for a sin that escaped its prison?

"Why wouldn't my brother tell me that he fathered a son?" now the voice sounded dejected, almost hurt.

"Probably because how your father likes to treat his own grandchildren," suggested a voice, this time it was female, full of snark and contempt. Billy peeked out of the closet, observing the people gathered there. There was too many of them for him to handle. And he couldn't transform here, it would destroy his safe-place... not so safe anymore though, is it?