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King Loki

Chapter 31

Chapter 31
"Any new leads on Dr. Whitehalls true loyalties?" Cephera asked Loki. They lay in bed, her body cuddled close to his own. They'd been quiet as they lay there until now.
"I've been watching him closely." Loki replied. He hadn't told Cephera how, but Loki had taken the form of one of Whitehalls Lab assistants. He'd kept his undercover work to himself because she hadn't asked and he saw no reason to discuss it. "So far it would seem he is loyal, but I will continue to be cautious."
Loki honestly hadn't found a reason to think Whitehall might be working with Strucker. He was under the impression that they might have been allies once, but no longer. The Doctor working for Loki was convenient and held enough perks that Loki was sure Whitehall was smart to not turn on him, though anything was possible.
Although, Cephera didn't seem too keen about what it was the Doctor did and even less happy that Loki allowed it. But his agreement with Whitehall would not change and he made that clear to her. He needed to know more about these special humans. It's not like he was giving the doctor live specimens nor killing them simply for the Doctor.
"That's good to hear." Her fingers trailed absent patterns along his torso. Something was on her mind. "Loki, when you first came to Earth you came here on a mission. Tell me about it." Her plea was soft, shy almost.
"There is nothing to discuss. It's in the past." He brushed her off, unwilling to broach this subject.
She sat up and peered down at him with round eyes of curiosity. "Tony says you worked for other people. That you were sent for the Tesseract. What happened to them? I know the Tesseract is still here."
Loki felt as though he could strangle Stark. Sometimes he felt the inventor knew more than he should and stuck his nose where it didn't belong.
"It's of no concern anymore." Loki told her, tight lipped.
"That's not fair," she said her expression saddening. "I tell you what you want to know about myself and my past, and yet I know little about you. You refuse to speak of your family in detail and you won't even speak of your previous home. All I know about you is what I am told and what I've seen."
Loki hated how disappointed she looked, but to tell her the honest truth would only hurt her more. The truth he'd been avoiding to even think about himself.
Loki stood abruptly from the bed. "Why must you push me?" He growled. "Is knowing me as I am now not enough for you?" He was on the defensive and he knew it, but it seemed the better option than just coming out and answering her questions.
"Your past is also part of you Loki and not only that people's pasts have a way of catching up to them. Mine did, he's living proof in the downstairs room." She raised her own voice, but not in the same manner as he had. Her demeanor was more out of frustration than anger.
Loki didn't reply. He had no intentions of answering her questions and his silence could do his talking for him. "This conversation is over, I'll sleep alone tonight." Loki turned his back to her.
"Just like that you get upset over something and then send me away? What am I, a servant?" Loki nearly cringed at the hurt tone she now had. "I'm not your toy, your highness. I'm not some 'thing' you can cast off because you're unwilling to face the facts head on."
Loki gripped his hands tightly into fists, holding back his anger, afraid he might just do this conversation more damage. He kept his back to her, bringing his mind down to calm and when he felt he might be ready to dismiss the subject with more finesse than he had used in his previous statement, he heard the bedroom door open and close.
Turning, Cephera was gone. Cursing under his breath Loki made for the door and caught her before she'd made it out through his sitting room. "That's not how I meant it." Loki insisted blocking her way. "You push me to talk about things I'm not ready to talk about." He explained.
"When will you be ready?" She didn't sound convinced he ever would be, and she was right about that and that his past would catch up to him. He could let her find out the hard way, or he could prepare her.
"Come back," he urged her, unwilling to let her leave. A part of him was afraid that Krystoff would conveniently be there to soothe her pain and frustration, and perhaps he'd manage to seduce her in the process. As much as Loki wanted to believe Cephera wouldn't fall for it, a part of him worried that he might have angered her enough to make it possible.
"To talk, or to fight?" She asked.
Loki drew in a deep breath. "Both, as I'm sure my story will go hand in hand with them." He didn't doubt that for a second. No doubt, by the time he finished telling her what she wanted to know, she'd be just as angry as she was now, and he wouldn't blame her.
XxX
It had to have been a trap all along, but that was fine by him. Pietro had been dropped off just off the road not too far from their third stop. He moved in with a blast of speed while his escorts stayed behind for his return.
Each barricade was easily taken down and those guarding it were captured, but this one, this was different. His sister was waiting for him.
"My dear brother, what have they done to you?" Her voice carried his way like slow motion, even with his speed. A haze overtook his mind, different from the enlightening presence already there.
In minutes, Wanda had weaved her own power to recapture her brothers mind and restored him to his proper self. He stood before her shaking his head, remnants of Loki's power still fogging his head.
"We don't have much time," she said taking his face between her palms to calm him and force him to look at her.
"He got into my head," Pietro told her, ashamed and angry.
"I know, brother. But we have a surprise for him now." She smiled. "You'll go back. A spy in his midst. The roads will be free and open like you are the big hero. Once inside Strucker has given instruction as to what must be obtained." Pietro nodded his head.
"I am listening," he said, eager to see this new plan put to work. His head was clearing up and the more she told him, the more eager he was. This was their best ploy yet to infiltrate the Spire in a way that would be beneficial and Pietro knew of someone on the inside who just might aide him.

Notes

Comments

@fraychan
Hahaha. You are not the only one in this boat. :p

Yasumi Yasumi
9/17/15

Then anticipation is killing me lol I know you like to build up to it and I love that but I keep reading and thinking "oh god just realize you love her already" lmao

fraychan fraychan
9/15/15

@fraychan
I had not realized, I shall fix it. :0

There were so many more variables to look at that I hadn't considered until I began writing. :p

Yasumi Yasumi
8/27/15

Lol u realize u labeled chapter 3 as chapter 4 right? And ya I can see that. Its such a vastly different phenomenon that its hard to imagine precisely how itd be, realistically

fraychan fraychan
8/27/15

@fraychan

I have returned indeed!
I'm liking this so far as well. Trying to create a new world in which Loki rules is not as easy as I thought, which makes it super fun. :)

Yasumi Yasumi
8/24/15