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Everyone deserves a second chance
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Prompts - ‘Everyone deserves a second chance’ & ‘I dreamed every day of being by your side’ & ‘I don’t mean to stare’
You don’t know how you ended up down here, staring into the eyes of the most dangerous being in the tower. Tony had expressly forbidden you from going down, told you it was too risky, that the man in that cell could manipulate you into doing anything for him.
Naturally you hadn’t listened to a word he said, too curious, too stubborn? Who knew? All you knew now was that you were sneaking around the tower for nightly visits with the prisoner occupying the lower floors.
As you looked at him tonight, really looked at him, it was hard to remember he was a dangerous person, hard to remember he’d killed people, tricked and deceived people for his own gain. Watching as he sat cross legged on the floor in front of the glass that shut him away from the world, listening as he read a worn novel aloud to you.
It was easy to forget in moments like this you were breaking every rule, easy to forget this man could quite easily just be playing you.
For some reason you thought the risk of getting hurt amounted to nothing compared to how happy these stolen moments made you.
-
“Ah the one with the magic, I presume?” Loki asked as you entered the room after minutes of pacing.
When you didn’t reply Loki continued, “you’re clearly not down here for some friendly chit-chat, what can I do for you?”
A funny question considering you didn’t have the damn clue on how to respond. Why had you come down here?
“Still nothing? Ok then, magic one, won’t you have a seat?” He offered, gesturing to the large sofa that was placed on your side of the glass, you assumed it was used by Thor on his daily visits down here.
“I don’t know why I’m here.” You said after an uncomfortable amount of silence had passed.
Loki looked up at you, his face giving nothing away about what he thought.
“I don’t know why you’re here either,” he replied eventually, “but it’s not often a pretty face comes to visit me so you won’t see me turning you away.” He smirked causing you to suppress an eye roll.
“I don’t know about that, Thor is definitely pretty.” You stated causing Loki to chuckle, his eyes lighting up with emotions you couldn’t place.
“One would have to question your taste.” He shot back.
“See Thor’s got the looks and he seems like he’d be very gentleman like, whereas you...well I’m sure the angsty teenager look will come back into fashion at some point.”
You watched as Loki laughed again, he sat up as if he was intrigued by you, leaning forward from his seat on the chair.
Maybe you hadn’t known why you went down there but you hadn’t regretted the decision after leaving.
-
‘Whatcha reading?” You asked as you entered the room, grinning at the glare you received for the interruption.
Loki held the book up so you could see the cover, “Thor decided to bring me a selection of Midgard books, admittedly they’re not all terrible.”
“The Great Gatsby? Not bad, meant to be a timeless classic here on Midgard.” You said, scrunching your nose at the foreign word, noticing the corners of Loki’s mouth twitch upwards.
“You’ve never read it?” He asked, looking from the book and to you, giving you his full attention whilst his finger pressed against the sentence he was on.
“Eh, not a lot of time to read the classics when you’re being experimented on for your magic.” You shrugged.
“They experimented on you? For you magic?” Loki asked as he filled anger bubbling inside him, he hadn’t known you for very long but you were one of the last people who deserved treatment of that kind.
“Well magic isn’t as common here as it is for you. It’s fine, I mean they tried for a few years and then Tony got a hold of me, helped me with my magic and to deal with what had happened.” You explained, giving him the brief version of it.
You still weren’t entirely sure who the people who took you were, just that they were an organisation who had no trouble torturing you as they tried to figure out how your magic worked, if they could extract it from your DNA and if it could be implanted into their weapon. The way they spoke of the weapon made it sound like it was a human but you were never able to find anything out about it.
Tony had found you because he was looking for a friend of a friend. You didn’t remember much of the day only that you had woken up briefly after a bad session with the organization doctors to see the door being blasted off by a robot and then you woke up in a real hospital bed with Tony sat waiting for you.
“And what of the people who hurt you?” Loki asked, snapping you from your thoughts.
“They’re dead. Tony blew their base up when he found me.”
“Good.” Was Loki’s dark reply.
Loki looked at you, there was still plenty of anger but he could see how you’d gone a shade or two paler, how you were getting lost in your thoughts. He had never been very good at comforting people, so instead he began to speak, softly, soothingly.
“He smiled understandingly- more than understandingly. It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced-or seemed to face-the whole external world for an instant and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favour…”
Loki continued to read, glancing up at you every so often until he saw that you had fallen asleep, curled up on the couch with no trace of the unwanted memories from before.
Loki felt himself fill with pride and couldn’t control the soft smile on his face no matter how hard he tried.
-
You had no idea when or if Loki was going to be released from the cell he was in. It wasn’t a conversation you had ever brought up with him, too distracted by other things to dwell on the negative. But at night when you were alone with your thoughts you couldn’t help but wonder about Loki’s future.
You knew what he had done, you’d heard all sides of the story, Loki’s included, and whilst, yes, he needed some form of punishment, the pain and control lost to Thanos would probably have covered it.
It’s why you brought the topic up with Tony one day when the two of you were alone in his workshop.
“But I have magic!” You protested when Tony cut you off without hearing you out, “between the two of us, your mind and my magic, we could create something to keep Loki’s magic at bay.”
“Alright kid, what’s the sudden fascination with Loki?” He asked, turning to face you.
“I heard what happened to him, ok? I just-” You trailed off, looking down and missing the expression of disbelief on Tony’s face.
“Please, please tell me you haven’t been going down to see Loki, Y/N.” It wasn’t a question, it was like Tony was begging that the answer wouldn’t be yes.
You debated on whether you should tell him the truth or just lie but eventually you just sighed.
“I’ve been going to see him every night for months.” You confessed.
“Y/N!” Tony yelled before turning his attention to the ceiling. “JARVIS why the hell was I not informed that she’s been sneaking down there?”
“Miss Y/L/N was never in any danger. My settings only require me to alert you when a person who enters floor thirty four is in danger.” JARVIS responded promptly.
“See!” You exclaimed, “I was never in any danger, Loki hasn’t tried to hurt me.”
“You don’t know Loki-” Tony began but you cut him off angrily.
“I know him more than you do! Tony, please, give him a chance. We can work on something to restrain his magic but please, you can’t keep him in that cell forever, it’s not right, not when he was a victim too.”
“Y/N,” he sighed tiredly, “it’s not up to me and you know it. You’d have to convince the whole team and believe me when I tell you that’s not gonna happen, the only person you’d have on your side would be Thor.”
“Please Tony,” you said quietly, “he deserves a chance. I hurt people too, I killed people because they forced me too. I deserved to be locked up but you gave me a second chance.” You admitted. You knew the organisation had made you do things, somehow they got into your mind, made it so it wasn’t your own once they realised they couldn’t extract your magic.
“Oh kid…” Tony sighed but you were suddenly exhausted. There was only one place you wanted to be and it wasn’t here.
With a quick goodbye you asked JARVIS to take you to floor thirty four.
Loki immediately knew something was wrong.
He watched you lay on the couch, facing him but your eyes showed you weren’t seeing much of the room, instead locked away in your head with your thoughts.
“Darling?” He asked quietly, not wanting to startle you.
He hadn’t even noticed the term of endearment that slipped out until he saw you smile, no matter how tiny it was.
“What happened?” He wasn’t shocked when his question was met with silence but he carried on talking so that you didn’t get too lost in your head.
He knew your favourite thing to listen to him talk about was Asgard, your face was always beautiful as he spoke about the planet, your eyes lit up as he explained the beauty of the palace, the calm of the gardens, the peace you could find in the library and the excitement that was always in the air.
You loved to hear the stories of his childhood, of him and Thor, the adventures, the pranks. You loved watching him talk about Thor and his mother, a different kind of softness took over Loki when he recalled the fond memories.
“Did I ever tell you about the time that I accidentally broke Thor’s leg whilst trying to sneak past Heimdall to visit another planet?” He asked, watching as you shook your head as if to clear your thoughts before looking at him, looking a lot more aware than before, before you shook your head again.
You were fast asleep before Loki had gotten to the end of his tale.
-
It took months before the team shifted their views on Loki but they could hardly deny Tony’s technology mixed with your magic to create a non-intrusive device that would contain Loki’s magic. Naturally you hadn’t told them about some minor adjustments you had made, i.e letting Loki use magic that was good, he couldn’t use it if he had bad intentions.
You wanted to be the one to tell Loki the news but after seeing how happy Thor was you let him.
“No, please Y/N, I insist you tell him, after all this is all your doing.” Thor replied.
“Thor really,” You began but he cut you off.
“How about we both tell him?” He compromised and you readily agreed, both of you grinning as you made your way down to Loki’s floor.
“Ah brother, Y/N. To what do I owe the pleasure?” He asked and your smile got even wider if at all possible.
“JARVIS,” you began, “would you please open the door?” You asked watching as Loki rolled his eyes. It was something you’d asked JARVIS a hundred times and you’d always gotten the same answer of how it was against protocols.
This time however…
“Right away, Miss Y/L/N.” JARVIS replied and you watched as Loki’s eyes widened as the door opened for him.
“What is this?” He asked, struggling to keep his voice steady.
“Lady Y/N here managed to convince the team to let you out, though you will have to wear this magic suppressing bracelet.” Thor explained and gestured to the thin black bracelet he held in his hand.
You watched as Loki took a hesitant step forward, as if he expected the door to slam shut, but the second he stepped foot past the threshold he exhaled in disbelief before looking directly at you.
“You did this, darling, for me?” He asked as he took another step forward.
“Everyone deserves a second chance.” You replied quietly, almost shyly which was strange considering you’d been with him every day for the last few months but this was different.
Loki didn’t respond, he just smiled softly at you, eyes still full of disbelief.
It wasn’t until Thor cleared his throat that he spoke again.
“I don’t mean to stare but…” He trailed off for a moment before taking another step forward so he was directly in front of you, “I dreamed every day of being by your side, a foolish dream I thought, a terrible, hopeful dream of being able to touch you one day. I thought I’d never have the chance, yet here you are. So beautiful, my darling.” He said as he reached a hand out to cup your cheek, smiling as you learnt into the touch.
“Thank you, darling.” He whispered before leaning down and pressing his lips gently to yours.
You didn’t have a clue what the future had in store for you but you were content, here and now. Loki was out of his cage and even if the two of you crashed and burned, everyone deserves a second chance.
Finding Your Way Back (Part 1)
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You tried desperately to hold on to several thoughts, tried so hard not to let them stop running through your head. You had no idea how long you’d been gone for but it was long enough that you were barely functioning.
‘My name is Y/F/N Y/L/N. I am an Avenger. I have magic.’
There used to be more thoughts, you were sure there used to be more thoughts but you couldn’t remember them anymore. You thought there might’ve been another name, another something, anything, but you didn’t know any more.
‘My name is Y/F/N Y/L/N. I am an Avenger. I have magic.’
They had taken you so easily, strapped you down in a chair until you couldn’t remember who you were before. You used to have more thoughts but they were gone now.
Now you didn’t remember anything that happened, you couldn’t feel your own body, did you even have a body anymore? There used to be pain but now there wasn’t. Were you dead?
‘My name is Y/F/N Y/L/N. I am an Avenger. I have magic.’
Sometimes you heard people, voices, cars, sounds, but you didn’t register them completely. Never knew exactly what you were hearing. You felt cold, so cold, a lot of the time but then sometimes you felt cool air, like you were outside but you couldn’t remember.
Why couldn’t you remember?
‘My name is Y/F/N Y/L/N. I am an Avenger. I have magic.’
There used to be pain. Now there was nothing.
-
“Tell me you found something?” Bucky asked as he walked into Tony’s workshop. You’d been missing for four months, four months of Bucky trying to track you down but HYDRA had become smarter. There were less of them now that the Avengers had started taking them out but they were smarter now that they had you, you were their secret weapon.
The magic you held was powerful, more powerful than anyone should have access to. Forged by an infinity stone, the power should've killed you like it killed the hundreds before you but for some reason, one even the Sorcerer Supreme couldn’t even explain, the power had merged with you, making you one of the most powerful witches to walk the earth.
The abilities you had, well they were enough to bring the Earth to its knees. In the hands of HYDRA there was no telling what would happen.
Bucky knew you wouldn’t willingly follow their orders but he also knew how effective their methods were.
“She was spotted again.” Tony said, his voice heavy with sorrow. This was the seventh sighting of you, you looked worse and worse each time. By the time you were spotted you were gone before they could get to you.
It was like HYDRA was taunting them.
Wherever you were seen, shortly after a major disaster was reported, usually with dozens dead.
“You have to find her!” Bucky yelled, stalking towards Tony, effectively pinning him against the desk.
To Tony’s credit he didn’t flinch, he looked straight at Bucky with his head held high.
“I’m gonna find her, I promise you that much, I’m gonna bring her home.” Tony promised. He wouldn’t rest until you were safe.
“Every day she’s wondering why I’m not there!” Bucky tried to yell but his voice broke mid sentence as tears filled his eyes, he knew first hand how bad HYDRA could be, the thought of them hurting you-
“We’re gonna get her back, we won’t stop until we do.” Tony promised again, letting his hand rest on Bucky’s shoulder.
Bucky scrunched his eyes shut for a moment before nodding.
They were going to get you back.
-
‘My name is Y/F/N Y/L/N. I am an Avenger.’
What was an Avenger? You couldn’t remember, you tried to, you tried so hard to remember but you couldn’t. The name didn’t mean anything to you anymore.
‘My name is Y/F/N Y/L/N. I am an Avenger.’
Days and weeks dragged without you knowing. You sat there, were you sitting?, motionless. Some days you longed for the pain, anything to tell you that you were alive but nothing came.
Nothing ever came.
-
‘My name is Y/F/N Y/L/N.’
That was your name, you were Y/F/N Y/L/N. You didn’t know anything else any more, couldn’t remember anything else. Everything felt empty, you tried to remember what came after that but you couldn’t.
-
‘My name is Y/F/N.’
How long had it been? Days, time, it had no meaning to you anymore. You didn’t know what you were or if you were even real. Nothing happened ever, nothing that you could see, nothing you could feel, nothing you could remember.
‘My name is…’
-
“Holy crap!” Tony exclaimed as he looked at the data in front of him.
It had been seven months since your disappearance and not a day went by where Tony wasn’t looking for you. By now he had a long, long list of HYDRA bases, some abandoned, some active, but none ever held you.
He and JARVIS had been looking through the new data when they saw you. Your face was partially covered but the camera was at just the right angle.
It was definitely you.
Tony was quick to make his way up to where the jet was always on standby for such an occasion, he had already told everyone to suit up and meet him there.
“You found her?” Bucky asked as soon as Tony came into view.
“I found her.” Tony said, relief flooding his system. He knew it wasn’t going to be any easier, getting you out and dealing with the aftermath, but right now he just wanted to focus on the good news.
He was startled out of his thoughts when Bucky pulled him into a rough hug. The pair of them weren’t exactly friends but they got along just fine. Tony knew what Bucky was feeling though and hugged him back.
“Thank you.” Bucky whispered before pulling away and boarding the plane.
It took a good fews hours to get to where you were. In that time the team went over multiple different plans and ways to get you out. By the time they landed they had a fairly decent plan but still had no idea what they were walking into.
-
Outside your room sounds of guns and knives, metal and thunder could be heard by everyone except you.
You were oblivious to the absolute destruction that was happening in order to get you back. You had no idea that there were bodies piling higher and higher as the Avengers took down anyone who stood between you and them.
Bucky moved through the building as quickly and as quietly as he could. Though the trigger words were long gone, he had snapped back into the Winter Soldier faster than ever, using all his training against the people who created him.
He checked room after room, growling when he didn’t see you in any of them.
He had to stop, he had to think carefully. Bucky knew these monsters, he knew how they thought. If they knew there was even a slight chance somebody would come for their most powerful weapon, where would they hide her?
It took him less than thirty seconds to find an answer and then he threw stealth out the window as he ran down corridors, shouting through the comms for the team to meet up with him.
-
No thoughts ran through your head anymore.
You couldn’t remember who you were. You knew there used to be many things you were supposed to remember but you didn’t know anything anymore.
-
“She’s gonna be alright, Buck.” Steve said as he took a seat next to Bucky who was sitting at your side in the hospital.
“What if she’s not? Sure they think she’ll pull through physically but we’ve got no clue what they did to her head.” Bucky said. Now that the adrenaline had worn off, he felt defeated. Sure he had you back but what if he was too late, what if HYDRA had gone too far.
“It’s Y/N.” Steve said like that explained everything. “She’s a fighter.”
Bucky had nothing to say. Whilst it was true and you were one of the strongest people he knew, he also knew you were just a human. Sure the infinity stone had given you powers but ultimately you were still a human and there was only so much damage the human mind could take.
“She’ll pull through,” Steve said as he stood to leave, “She always does.”
-
It had taken a month and a half for your body to fully recover. In that time you were moved from the hospital and into the compound’s medical wing. Bucky had yet to leave your side for longer than a shower and forced meals that he swore he didn’t need. Any time away from you wasn’t worth it.
In the space of that month you had opened your eyes and twitched your fingers a few times but other than that made no move to wake up.
As the days went by the hope lessened significantly. Bucky spoke with you everyday, he begged and pleaded with you to just wake up, just let him know you were going to be ok. When he left your side to shower he cried, he punched the walls and broke most of the bathroom whilst cursing the world.
He’d apologised to Tony but the man shrugged it off, telling him to get back to his girl. The whole team was dealing with it pretty badly, most days the weather was terrible with thunder spreading right across New York.
“Please wake up, doll.” Bucky whispered, his voice cracking as he took your hand in his. “C’mon, doll you can do it.”
-
‘Doll.’
That wasn’t your name, at least you didn’t think it was your name.
A flicker of a memory, so faint you could barely recall it but you managed.
‘Doll.’
He called you that, the man with the metal arm. He called you doll but it wasn’t your name.
Who was he? You knew him somehow but you couldn’t remember. Why was he here? Was he one of the people who hurt you?
‘Just show me you're awake, ok? Just squeeze my hand if you can hear me, baby.’
Squeeze your hand, how? Did you have a body? You couldn’t feel it.
‘Just a little squeeze, c’mon baby, for me.’
It was the man with the metal arm. Nobody else called you baby or doll. At least you didn’t think so, it was hard to remember. The memories, they were so far away.
He sounded sad.
Your hand. He wanted you to move your hand. Where was it again?
Focus.
It took a long time but eventually you squeezed your hand, once, twice, three times.
‘Y/N, can you hear me?!”
Y/N!
That was your name, your name was Y/F/N….
You thought there was more, there should’ve been more but you couldn’t remember the next bit.
Instead you squeezed your hand again.
-
Bucky let out a slightly hysterical laugh as he looked down at you.
“Good job baby, that’s it. You’re doing great.” He praised as he looked at your hand like it was the best thing to grace the Earth. “So good.”
Doctors came swarming in when they were altered via JARVIS about the changes, chattering about how this was a good sign and where to go from here.
Bucky watched them from the doorway, a huge grin on his face.
He didn't doubted your strength but he also couldn’t deny HYDRA’s methods. They were enough to make anyone lose their mind but here you were finding your way back. It was going to be a long, exhausting road but you were finding your way back.
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