Loki X OC: 'Loki Plays'
Chapter Three: Plan in Motion.
Two days later at around midnight, Loki strutted out of the large party amidst screaming party guests and pedestrians, in full Asgardian armour, shimmering in the street lights, the light of the scepter bouncing off of it. He waited a split second, then heard Barton running swiftly towards him from behind, carrying a huge carrier bag across his back. Loki pivoted on his foot and looked at Barton carefully.
''Did you take what I requested?'' Loki asked him, barely able to hear himself over the screams.
Barton unzipped the bag, and took out the book first, then the oil lamp. Loki's eyes gleamed against it, his mischievous grin wide.
''Go now, before we have company'' he instructed, waving his hand to dismiss him like a common servant. Barton turned tail and ran in the opposite direction towards a safe car, just as Loki turned again and ordered the people to kneel.
Several hours later, and Loki was standing in his own 'glass case'. No matter, he thought to himself. That monster will rip this airship apart and I shall be free again, to return to the portal and awaken the Djinn. Barton had better have secured a translator for that book, else we are thwarted. None of the men I recruited can read those pages. Loki had to marvel at the creations of the Midgardians: to be able to make something like this that he knew he could not escape from, on a flying metal ship. They did not have anything as advanced back when he was worshipped as the God of Mischief. He sat down on his wall-bed, and thought of his escape. My idiot brother will most likely be splitting his time between finding the Tesseract and chasing that woman. Fool. What is ONE woman? He could've had thousands if he had joined me. And what are human women to us anyway? They are barely able to bear us strong children. Most have died in the attempt. In ancient times when Asgardians lay with mortals, the human women all died in the attempt of birthing, their babes following. Hence it was decided that the gods would depart and leave Nature as intended. But a king is leader, a ruler of Nature itself!
Then he began to wonder: what do the Djinn even look like? That human said they were fire and smoke demons, quite possibly huge and spitting fire and smoke. Wonder if I would even be able to communicate with it properly. My mind control power may break through language barriers, he thought. Either way, if it lives, it can be controlled. His satisfied grin unnerved Natasha as she watched from the camera.
''I never know what this guy's thinking. He keeps grinning to himself'' she said to Captain Rogers, eyes fixed on the screen.
'' I don't like the idea that he has some other trick up his sleeve'' the Captain replied, twiddling his fingers together.