Felicity had finally manged to get herself dressed, she explained to Loki about what she and Nick Fury had spoken about last night. Loki looked worried, and slightly tense, but said he was willing to accept it as long as she did actually stay out of the worst of it. She promised him that she would. She informed him that she had to find Natasha Romanoff, or Black Widow as she was called when they were the Avengers and not just semi-normal people. Loki nodded and got himself up and got dressed as well. Felicity could say, that she'd have been completely content, to lay around naked in bed with him all day if the day would permit it. She didn't tell him this however.
“Might I walk with you?”Loki asked, having put on his Asgardian clothing.
“Of course.”Felicity said softly. She then started towards the door, hearing his boots letting her know that he was following suit.
Felicity found Natasha in the training room, and was stunned at how the woman fought against the dummy in front of her. It was almost intimidating. Felicity couldn't do anything like that, she was just a scrapper, good in a street brawl, but not really anything else. Natasha turned and smiled at Felicity as she entered the room, before giving a small nod to Loki, who was standing not to far off. She turned and started towards them, turning and stretching her wrists as she walked.
“We've got a lot of work to do, if you're going to be helping me.”Natasha said to Felicity.
“Alright well...I'm about as ready as I can be.”Felicity replied with a solid nod of her head.
The next few days left Felicity sore and wishing she could smack the dog shit out of herself for suggesting or agreeing to this. Natasha was relentless, but Felicity had to be honest, she'd learned a lot in a few days time, and when Natasha told her that she was ready, Felicity beamed with pride. Everything was being planned out, nearly ready to go. Tomorrow was the day of reckoning, and to say she wasn't nervous, would be a lie. She walked around for a bit, wanting to just be alone, to clear her head. She wasn't looking forward to tomorrow. Loki would go, release the Jotun as he had originally planned, but then, it was going to be war. She was going to be with Natasha, infiltrating, sneaking, fighting behind the scenes to put an end to this.
“Felicity.”She heard a voice behind her and turned to see Loki. Her eyes brightened for a moment as she stopped, waiting for him to come to her. His long stride, from his long legs, allowed him to be at her side in just a few steps.
“Loki.”She replied, looking up at him.
“How are you feeling?”He asked as he placed his hands on her shoulders.
“Tomorrow....what happens tomorrow....it decides everything.”She said softly, shaking her head,”I wish...there was more time...”
“You speak as if I'm a dead man walking, mortal.”He said lightly, trying to lighten what was going on in his own head, as well, clearly hers too.
“I feel that way.”She spoke honestly,”If this fails....if you, and the others, can't stop them....you are.”
“Failure is not an option then.”
“Can't you just....not let them out?”She asked, tilting her head.
“What happens when I eventually return to Asgard, and they come looking for me there?”He replied,”I must face what I've done, and not risk them finding another way into this realm.”
“You don't have to return...”She said, giving a small shrug,”You could stay here.”
“Any way I do this, if I do not face my misdeeds, I am a coward.”
“You always look at things as if you're a soldier, constantly at war.”
“I am a God, my little human, that is how I must think.”He replied, before leaning down, pressing his forehead against hers. His little human, thinking about that small statement, Felicity was sure that if this had been any other way, she'd probably have hit him for that, but it was his claim. She was his. She sighed lightly and closed her eyes. His. He wasn't allowed to die if that was the case, because she knew, that if he was gone, she would not belong to another as long as she breathed.
Felicity slowly wrapped her arms around him. She had done her best to keep herself distant, because he was, at first, a broken angry creature. She was almost addicted to him. It was sad to say. There was something about him that, from the very first moment, brought something good back to her reality, despite his clear and apparent issues and anger. At first, she wasn't fond of him, despite the fact that there was something about him, she did her best to keep neutral. Then he kissed her. He left for three months, returned, and kissed her again. That pretty much put a shitter on the whole staying out of it thing. Now, now they had admitted their feelings, they had been together intimately, more then just a few times, and with the end of the world at fingertips reach, everything seemed so much....more. The need to show feelings, to be honest, to love, it was important to these two, where before, it was simply a distraction from the real world they so despised living in.
“Brother.”A voice boomed through the hallway, causing Felicity to jump almost out of her skin, turning to glare at Thor for breaking up this moment between them.
“Yes, brother?”Loki replied, moving so slowly away from Felicity to look at the God of thunder.
“We have a problem....the Jotun have found a way out....it has begun.”Thor spoke, looking concerned, and at the same time, itching to fight.
“They...what?”Loki replied, going pale, which was a feat since he wasn't exactly a dark skinned individual.
“They are here, on midgard....and they have already nearly destroyed a city.”Thor explained.
Felicity gripped Loki's arm for a moment, digging her nails in, fear starting to truly seep in at this point. It was time. She had hoped for one more night. One more private moment with him. She swallowed hard, and nudged him forward. Loki looked down at her and nodded, and they started forward. She was shaking, just lightly, but did everything she could to keep herself calm and composed. She had to be strong, she had to be willing to do what was needed today.
They were all ready, Natasha, who was now Black Widow, and nothing less, had given her a suit to wear, assuring her that it held some resistant to blows, but reminding Felicity, that herself, and Natasha were only human. Felicity strapped a knife to her leg, and was handed a gun, one that she'd been shown how to fire, properly so, and with deadly accuracy. Natasha had shown her a lot, regarding to her as a bright pupil with a lot of potential. Felicity only knew basics compared to what Black Widow could do, but it would be enough. It had to be enough.
They all walked out, her stride full of false confidence as she walked next to Loki. The time was near, and she was not looking forward to what was going to happen. Loki glanced over to her, fear showing in those bright green orbs of his. She felt her heart clench. It was too soon. She was just learning to love herself, to love him. She didn't want that to just disappear as if he'd never existed. She swallowed hard, not bothering to hide her own fear from him, like she was doing with the rest of them.
The ride in the aircraft was short lived. She kept herself close to Loki, wanting to soak up as much of him as she could before the world came crashing down. Her heart was racing, her hands shaking slightly. Loki had noticed and took one of her hands in his, gripping it tightly. The aircraft landing was the worst thing Felicity had ever experienced. She wanted to pretend they were still up in the air, that she still had a few minutes to regain her composure, and take Loki in. He had his staff in hand, and he stood as the others did, her following their lead. Natasha moved towards Felicity, ready to start forward so they could do their part. Loki hesitated for a moment, not wanting to lose sight of the one he loved, but he eventually stepped back, letting Natasha know that he trusted her to keep Felicity safe.
The hatch opened and Felicity glanced back at Loki one last time before she and Natasha took off running. They had to get into the town, and find a safe place for the others to set up base. They had to find out how bad everything really was, and find out how outnumbered they truly were. Felicity did not draw her gun until they were close to the city, wanting to not scar anyone that might still be safe, but as soon as they entered, the smoke rolling off so many buildings, the screams in the distance of people dying, she had her gun out and ready. Natasha motioned for Felicity to follow her, and the woman did so without a moment of hesitation. This was all for love. At least from her end, it was, and she would not back down now.
Fifteen minutes had passed, and the two women found a place to set up, Natasha calling over the ear pieces for the others to follow suit, to watch out for enemy, as they were greatly outnumbered. Felicity heard Tony ask about the Tesseract, which confused Felicity, but she didn't say anything. Bruce Banner, also known as the hulk, the one that had originally scared the holy hell out of Felicity when she watched him turn into a giant green monster, said the readings here were off the chart, it would be possible to use it to send the Jotun back to their realm.
Felicity felt shaking, and looked around, the building had dust falling from the ceiling as the chaos outside caused it to shake and rattle, as if it were going to fall. She swallowed hard but contained herself. She could do this, had to do this. Natasha tugged at Felicity's arm and told her to follow, that this building was about to be compromised. Felicity nodded and they began to move. Apparently there was not going to be an opportunity to hide out, be sneaky, they were going to have to flat just fight in the open, all of them. Loki would simply have to forgive her for that.
Loki moved forward with his brother, both of them taking the lead as they were less likely to be killed by what was ahead, they could work together to protect the others from serious damage and injury. Tony had taken to the sky as Iron Man, and Bruce was told to simply get angry and do what he does best. Steve Rogers, also known as Captain America, started forward with Clint Barton, or better known as Hawkeye, keeping behind Loki and Thor, both ready with their shield and bow, to fight what was ahead of them.
Loki could not get Felicity out of his head. He had made a grave mistake, and he was afraid that it would, in the end, would result in her death. These things were stronger then anyone other then Thor understood, it was going to take so much out of them to fight these creatures back into the hole they had crawled out of. He brought his staff up and took a leap into the air, taking one on that had come at them. They went rolling, and that's when it all started. Suddenly they were everywhere, and everyone was fighting. Hawkeye moved to get himself to higher ground, where he could better use his bow, Captain America tossed his shield much like a boomerang, hitting one of the Jotun's hard, knocking it backwards with great force, catching his shield as it returned to him.
Felicity and Natasha had made it back to the others in time to join in on the fight. Felicity fired off her weapon at one of the creatures that was trying to sneak up on Captain America, watching as it slumped forward, blood, though it was black, was oozing out of it's head. She was proud, but only for a moment, because the next thing she knew, she was being tossed into the air, and went rolling, a grunt of pain slipping through her lips. She looked up and snarled her lip, not liking that she had been ambushed by another creature.
She got herself up off the ground and jumped right back into the fight. She found herself back to back with Agent Romanoff, and they were working together to take on the three Jotun's that had come after them. She grabbed Natasha's arms, hooking them with hers, and bent forward as the woman lifted herself up off the ground kicking one of the creatures in the head. There were so many of them, the only thing they could do now was hope that Nick Fury and the scientists got the Tesseract up and working quickly, sending these creatures back.
Natasha had taken off, and Felicity was reloading her weapon. She glanced over to see that Loki was fighting hard, his nose bloody, and there was a cut across his neck, his hair was no longer perfect, but a beautiful dark mess all over his head. She shook herself, and started forward, seeing that Captain America was getting in need of some assistance. Felicity wasn't the best, she was nothing like Agent Romanoff, or the others, but she was trying, and it was paying off. Maybe after all this was over, she could talk Natasha into giving her more lessons. She hoped she could anyway. She slid her gun into it's holster and yanked the knife out of it's place in her leg, taking a jump forward, landing on the back of one of the creatures, trying to get to it's throat. There was a long struggle, and she was so certain that she had it in the bag, when it reached around and grabbed her arm, flipping her over it, where she landed on her back with a hard thud that knocked the air out of her. She looked terrified for a moment as the thing tried to bring it's spear down on her. She just barely managed to roll in time to avoid being killed. She was struggling to get back to her feet for a moment, fighting for air to return to her lungs. She was moving slowly, barely avoiding getting hit or killed by the creature that had now turned it's full attention on her. She snarled her lip, and drew her gun out again, firing a few times into it's chest. She smiled triumphantly as she watched it fall to the ground, the light going out in it's scary red eyes.
She turned to jump back into the fight when something grabbed her by her waist, yanking her back, and she let out a yelp of surprise, glancing back to see that one of the creatures was holding her captive against it. She growled and began to fight against it, kicking at it's legs, landing elbow blow after blow. She wasn't sure what it was doing, but it certainly wasn't trying to kill her, and that was almost scarier then dying in this moment.
“Loki Laufeyson of Asgard.”The creature belted out, it's head held high as the whole fight stopped dead where it was.”You've made a grave mistake betraying us, You were told that the debt would be paid in blood if you could not succeed.”
“Yes...the debt would be paid with my blood.”Loki called back, hiding the fear that he was feeling as he watched Felicity struggle to get free.
“I smell your blood right here....She is yours, am I right?”He called out,”Your scent marking her.”
Loki snarled his lip and started forward, his bright green eyes darkening with rage. Thor tightened his grip on his hammer and moved with his brother. The human girl was in more danger then any of them had planned to be prepared for.
“Stop,”The creature called out, bringing his own blade to Felicity's neck, his eyes never leaving Loki,”This is your own fault....remember that God of Mischief....you are the traitor....this blood is on your hands.”
Felicity watched Loki, seeing the rage pooling off of him, and it almost scared her, or it would if that anger was aimed at her. Right now, she had to hope that he would act on it, that she could get away from the Jotun that had a knife pressed to her neck, threatening to take her life. She scowled and struggled just slightly, wanting so badly to get free. She was the weak link, she was now beyond aware of that. She was not only the weakest one here, she was Loki's weakness. She should have stayed behind. It was too late now, though, she couldn't take it back, she was the one that insisted on fighting in a war where she was better off hiding from it.
Loki started forward again, just as the Jotun brought his knife from her neck, only to shove it deep into her stomach. She looked down. It wasn't her stomach, it was lower, and there was blood, dark red, oozing from her. She felt a little dizzy as the knife was yanked from her and she was tossed to the ground. Why not her stomach? That would have killed her much faster. Those were the thoughts running through her head as she heard a scream. It was so far from human that it made her heart stop. It was Loki. Tears formed in her eyes. She was weak, the blood pooling around her. She couldn't even get up to make it stop. She winced as she tried moving, only to get dizzy again, feeling like she was going to puke. The pain was intense, white hot, shooting through her whole body, which was starting to feel cold. She glanced up, wanting to see his face one last time. She was so sure this was it, she had messed up, and was now going to die. She didn't get that chance, because as soon as she moved her head, she passed out. Everything went dark, and quiet, the only thing playing through her mind was the sound of Loki screaming out in agony. It shattered her heart as it raced through her mind. She had caused that pain.