Ship: Frosthawk (Loki x Clint)
Warning: Mention of dark themes.
Summary: This is shit. Takes place in the first Avengers.3rd person pov
When they first started messing around with the tesseract Clint knew it was a bad idea. To tinker with something that's power is unknown is never a good idea. Nevertheless, he was assigned to watch it over.
Now here they were. The complex is being evacuated. As the tesseract power began to surge. The power wouldn't stop. He looked from his nest. From what he could tell the day was going to take a turn. He could feel it deep in his gut.
He was talking with Fury when it started to glow. A wave of power shot out. Causing the ground to shake. Then its power was unstable, spiking everywhere. It shot out beams and there was a burst of blue energy. Practically knocking some people down. A crouching figure was now on the platform.
Clint watched as a very attractive man stood up. From the looks of it, he was slightly dazed and confused. He had pitch-black hair and a tall build. Clint knew he wasn't good from the start. In his hand lay an unknown weapon. His sinister smirk pierced his soul. A shiver was sent down his spine but he brushed it off.
The man held his weapon and shot at them. Clint moved them both out of the way. The tall figure leaped over and pierced a man's chest. Soon bullets rang out. But the figure wasn't affected. Two daggers appeared out of nowhere. Killing them both instantly.
Clint shot out at the man. But he sent a blast of blue energy towards them in retaliation.
Clint scrambled up to but he was caught in a strong grip. "You have a heart." That momentarily threw Clint off. Then the spear was raised. He felt power flooding his veins. His eyes had a weird sensation. But then it wasn't him. It was like he was a spectator. Watching as his body moved on its own.
Fury grabbed the tesseract as Loki turned more agents. "Please don't." The man didn't even turn around. But he knew what Fury was doing. Clint watched in horror and amazement. But he was beyond angry. He wasn't himself. But the power was incredible.
"I've come too far for anything else. I am Loki of Asgard. Burdened with a glorious purpose. "
The three talked until Clint's mouth moved on its own.
"Sir, Director Fury is stalling. "
Clint watched in horror as his hand raised and the trigger was pulled. Fury dropped to the ground.
Loki was already in the truck and he took off. Loki shot at an agent's car. Taking them out. Clint turned off the road when a helicopter came into view. In one blast it was sent down. Now they were in the clear.
Now they were underground. Clint helped gather the materials needed to open the portal. Shields enemies came in handy now.
Then Loki walked in. Clint looked up at him. His eyes seemed to be a dangerous blue. More unrealistic than last time. He talked with Loki about what needed to be done.
While Clint was controlled by Loki. He found out many things. He learned Loki was being controlled like he was. But it took some time for it to be officially confirmed.
It started the night he was overtaken. Clint's first suspicions arose when Loki was trying to sleep. He was assigned to watch Loki.
Clint stood there and kept watch. Ready to kill whoever came in. Loki woke up with dull eyes, screaming. His eyes were a mix of green and blue swirling and trying to outdo the other. But he gripped the scepter. Then his eyes faded back to blue. They shined and the screaming stopped. After that Clint took a closer look at Loki.
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