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TITLE OF STORY: Curiosity

CHAPTER NUMBER/ONE SHOT: Chapter 2/?

AUTHOR: Lokifae42 

WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: Loki

Genre: Romance

RATING: 18+/Explicit

WARNINGS/TRIGGERS: mentions of death, kidnapping, violence, language

My head felt like a dead weight, heavy and sluggish. It rested on my shoulder, my muscles too weak to keep it up.

     My blindfold is still on though I have moved to a different location. I was now sitting in a chair, arms, hands, and legs tied to it.

     I groaned as I stretched my muscles, my head the worst pain of my body. The headache was massive and my neck was stiff.

     I needed water. Badly too.

     As I moved my head off my shoulder, I heard a slight shuffle close to me.

     I stilled.

     “She wakes” A smooth voice resonated

     I heard the opening and a closing of a door. Then proceeded footsteps that echoed off the walls.

     I was then blinded by lights as a hand ripped my blindfold off. I was greeted by the faces of two avengers, the Widow and … Loki? I knew he was living at the Avengers Tower but I did not know he was working for them. What a shame, he was a good baddie.

     I smiled “Good to see you too,” I said sarcastically

     “Listen, we’re not her to torture you,” the Widow said. I looked to Loki then back at Natalia. Both were stern and both had the same look on their faces, the look of skepticism. Loki was more hard to read though, his face said little other than business.

     “Then what are you here to do?” I asked and squinted at Natalia.

     “We’re here to make a bargain,” Loki replied, I paused, then slowly turned my head to look towards him. I then laughed.

          My eyebrows went up,

     “Are you serious? You’re kidding right? Do the avengers know about this?” My smile went wider

     “That’s why we’re here,” Natalia started and then paused. “We’ve been trying to track someone for days now, but they’re good, really good at laying low, not being seen.” she paused again, “So, we need someone’s help, no one has been able to so closely kill me before without being spotted, so the team decided that you would be helpful to us.”

     I listened to her explanation, “I want to make sure I’m hearing this right, all you need me to do is find, catch, and bring a guy back to you? Why isn’t the snake over here able to do that? If this guy your talking about is so tough to get, wouldn’t magic work better than me?” I was skeptical now, none of this made sense. There has to be a catch.

     Loki replied before the Widow did, his jaw clenched, obviously he didn’t like my comment about not finding the guy, “I tried, the guy we’re tracking has magical abilities too, able to counteract my own magic.”

     I sighed, my neck still sore, “There’s something missing though,” I paused, “Why do you need this guy,”

     The Widow looked to Loki, the two of them having a silent conversation,

     “We can’t tell you that,” She said I laughed again, “of course you can’t, but I still have one more question, What do I get in return.”

     Natalia answered quickly this time, knowing I would probably ask this question. “You would be off of S.H.I.E.L.D’s radar, we wouldn’t bother you, S.H.I.E.L.D or the avengers,”

     Now this truly did make me laugh, how dumb could they be?

     I tried to find the right words, “You’re telling me, if i catch and give you this guy I would be off of S.H.I.E.L.D’s radar, what if I decided to go kill the president after this? Wouldn’t S.H.I.E.L.D want me then?”

     What Loki and Natalia did after I spoke truly unnerved me, they looked uncomfortable.

     “What we’re offering is a position on the team, the avengers, I mean,” Natalia said

     “Do you think I’m stupid?” I said, Loki huffed, trying to keep a laugh down

     “No, but it’s either accept, catch the guy, and then join the team, or you leave, like none of this ever happened.” Natalia said.

     I shook my head, “Are you giving free positions to everyone now? All they have to do is do something for you then become an avenger? I don’t buy it,”

     A sudden movement, then a hand was on my throat.

     “Loki,” the Widow spat

     Loki’s eyes bore into mine, his were emerald, the purest green, but what I saw behind them was pure, unending rage.

     My heart sped quicker, his hand clenching my throat, “Don’t you dare think that some of us didn’t work for this position,”

     What worried me most about this situation, was that I liked it, his hand was cold and smooth which gave more excitement. I struggled and I found out that I was…well, wet.

     Fuck, Loki was hot

     But as I started to black out, his hand was ripped from my throat, the Widow was between Loki and me.

     I smiled and gazed at Loki and as I started right at him I said, “I accept.”

TITLE OF STORY: Curiosity

CHAPTER NUMBER/ONE SHOT: 1/?

AUTHOR:Lokifae42 

WHICH TOM/CHARACTER: Loki

Genre: Romance

RATING: 18+/Explicit

WARNINGS/TRIGGERS: mentions of death, kidnapping, violence, language

 I remember working with the Widow, her and I were… co-workers at one point, long ago before she joined S.H.I.E.L.D. And today’s work involves something a little different than working together. It has been at least five years that the Widow abandoned her post as a world famous assassin, and abandoned me as well.
        Her name is Black Widow and her and I were once a great team of assassins. Give us an order and we would get the job done within 48 hours. We were well known by mercenaries and assailants. We worked with Department X and trained at the Red Room, I’ve known Natalia for at least 20 years but today I renounce all of it. Her betrayal, her double-cross of me… hurt, and I was trained to never feel emotion.
        Natalia knows I’ve been going after her for years now, ever since she went of the radar and then appeared, with S.H.I.E.L.D behind her.
So today is the day that I end it all.

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       I sat perched on a rooftop in New York, not far down from the Avengers tower, I heard that the Widow was supposed to be doing a little session with a small kids karate class. How cute.
       I had my rifle set up and my scope attached, peering through I searched for the Widow.
It didn’t take long, about 20 minutes in I spotted her, the red hair, clear skin, and the S.H.I.E.L.D symbol on her catsuit.
       I took aim, cocking my head to inspect my target, making sure I would have a clear and clean shot. The Widow was standing still, perfect, but I didn’t shoot, someone was coming down the alley and was calling the Widow’s name.
       I was now curious.
       Information is always an asset. That was one of the first things you learned at the Red Room.
       I wish I brought all of my equipment, I could only read so much from lips.
“So you need my help,” The man from the alley said
The Widow paused, suspicious, “Yes”
The man cocked his head, “What for?”
“You know I am unable to tell you that,” The Widow replied
The rest of the conversation was cut off when they turned towards the alleyway.
       I wrote my encounter on a piece of paper and stuck it in one of my many pockets. It was interesting to see the Widow do business without the rest of the avengers with her. Clearly the rest of the avengers didn’t know about this.
       The conversation between the Widow and the man ended quickly and the Widow then went on her way to the Karate class.
       I waited for a half hour when the Widow appeared again, I took aim waiting for the perfect moment. She walked down the sidewalk at an easy pace, not in a rush. It was easy to keep a target on her. I kept my finger on the trigger, perfectly still.
       This was my favourite part, the impatience of the kill, the way your heart beats faster as the kill comes closer.
     I let out a breath.
I pull the trigger.

But I miss……

How…

This can’t be happening…

I never miss…

        I see the Widow duck and cover her head and I start to quickly disassemble and pack my equipment. But as I work, I spot a shadow in my peripheral vision and I take out a dagger that was strapped to my leg. I hold it close to me, ready to strike.

       The shadow comes towards me at an eerie pace.

       And as I stand up to strike, I feel a black sack come over my face from behind. I am in darkness.

       This was an ambush, Natalia knew I would be here tonight.

I was handcuffed, picked up, and thrown into something sort of a van.

 Fuck.

This wasn’t going to be good.

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