Someday... I'll figure all this out.
Loki wasn’t sure how he could help Thor. But whoever that was in the mirror was him and meant business.
Loki picked up one of Stark’s bulletproof vests before he left, hoping that it would protect him a little but knowing at the same time that he was going up against sorceresses and that bullets would be useless in the fight.
Loki hated this. He hated the fact that he was going into a battle where magic was a fucking weapon. Missiles? Disarmable. Drones? You can shoot them down. Guns? Vests and other materials stop bullets. But magic? Loki has no idea how to protect himself or the people of New York from magic.
Loki may not believe in a God. But he believes in people. And he isn’t going to sit around while some alien women come to wreak havoc on his city.
The action was not hard to find.
Great explosions of light were a few streets over and Iron Man was sent flying by something.
“Thor! I can’t get a visual!” Steve was yelling as he herded civilians away. “Can you see them?”
“Nay Captain! I cannot!” Thor yelled back.
Loki frowned. Because he was pretty sure that he could see two women, one was in green and one was in purple and they were firing off beams of colored light which were destroying stuff. Were the Avengers blind?
“I can triangulate their location based on the bursts, but I can’t be precise.” Loki heard through Steve’s communicator.
“Steve!” Loki yelled.
Steve turned. “Loki! You’re supposed to be at the tower! What are you doing here?”
“That doesn’t matter.” Loki said a bit breathlessly. He and Steve were standing together while crowds of people rushed by. “You’re targets are right there.” And Loki pointed at the spot where the women were.
“There’s nothing there.” Steve said.
Loki wanted to shake Captain America. “I would not lie about this! They are right there!”
Steve frowned at Loki. But then he took his shield off and threw it at the spot.
It hit the woman in green, and she retaliated quickly. Loki and Steve both ducked behind a car while she sent a wave of magic their way.
“See?” Loki asked.
“How can you see them and I can’t?” Steve asked.
“I do not know. Now let’s get back to work. We have a city to save, do we not?”
“Hop on my back.” Steve said.
“Why?” Loki asked with a cringe. “I can walk just fine.”
“This way I can outrun them if they fire at us. I need you to tell me where they are, but I can’t let them hurt you.”
“How moral.” Loki muttered as he wrapped himself around Steve’s back.
Loki directed Steve for a little while, and they managed to knock one of the women over. But then they caught sight of Loki.
“Oh Damn!” The one in purple said. “Loki’s here!”
The one in green stopped and smiled at him. “Hello Loki. How are you my Dear? It really has been too long.” She walked slowly towards him and Steve.
“She’s getting closer, you might want to run.” Loki whispered to Steve.
“I guess Death didn’t get you after all. Too bad. I know she can’t wait to see you.” The woman purred.
Something in Loki snapped.
He pushed himself off of Steve and stormed up to the woman.
“Are you telling me you believe in Hell and an underworld? You?! Who is powerful enough to launch an attack on us and threaten our city, believe in an afterlife?” He asked furiously.
“Of course I believe in it.” She looked confused. “You would know more than anyone. You put Hel there.”
Before Loki could respond she had reached out and grabbed his throat. “I thought you were dead. But it will be wonderful to experience killing you again.” She purred as she threw him into the concrete.
Loki tried to pry her fingers away, as she was really hindering his breathing. He was worried that she was going to break his neck, but before she could there was a clap of thunder and then she was gone.
Thor was standing above Loki in all his glory.
“Dispell it Amora!” Thor yelled. “Let me see you for the coward you are!”
Loki rubbed his neck, surprised that it only stung a little. But before he could stand up Thor had leaned down and grabbed him.
The Hulk and Iron Man were still dodging magic from the other sorceress, so only Steve, Hawkeye and Thor were against this one.
“I told you to stay at the tower.” Thor growled to Loki.
Hearing Thor growl like that sent a weird jolt down Loki’s spine that he really didn’t have time to think about now. “I couldn’t just sit there!” Loki argued.
Loki tried to step away from Thor but his arm was like a steel beam, holding Loki in place. “Let me go.” Loki all but whined.
“No. Not when you could be hurt.” Thor said as he readied himself for an attack.
“She’s right there Thor!” Loki yelled.
Thor shot a beam of lighting at the spot Loki pointed at, and sure enough the woman, Amora jumped away.
“How sweet, Thor is protecting Loki. It’s just like old times.” Amora taunted.
“I’m glad I forgot about her.” Loki said as Thor jumped to avoid a stream of her magic. “She seems terrible.”
“She is.” Thor said.
When Amora began sending off faster and faster attacks, Thor had to set Loki down in order to deflect them and protect Loki.
Loki wished he had a little more than a bullet proof vest, but he couldn’t think of an alternative that would work.
Thor is yelling at Amora, asking why she is here, what she did to Asgard blah blah blah.
Loki was looking out for the other one when he saw her. She looked scarier and angrier than Amora, and Loki didn’t like her.
He especially didn’t like her when she leveled a blast of furious looking magic in Thor’s direction. Before Loki could really process what was happening he had run over and he let the magic hit him instead of Thor. He couldn't stomach the idea of Thor being hurt by the magic.
His last thought before flying backwards into a building were, I hope Amora was lying about Hell—
He expected to die. After all, he was just sent flying into a brick building.
But a few seconds later he opened his eyes and looked up into a ceiling. He blinked and looked at himself. He was whole, and not bleeding profusely. Maybe he had been sent through a window, because his head only hurt a little from the impact.
But when he leaned up it was bricks underneath him that shifted. He moved his arms and legs. He was okay.
Loki had just been blown through a brick wall, and he was pretty much fine. The green seidr from before was crackling around his hands and then a voice spoke into his mind again.
Praemittere ex manum.
What? Loki asked. But when he got up and looked outside he saw that all hell (excuse the judeo-christian language, he had just been shot through a wall) was breaking out in New York. The women had teamed up again and the Avengers still hadn’t seen them, and they were losing.
And Loki held up his own hand, which was still sparking with green energy and said the words.
“Praemittere ex manum.” He said quietly.
And the effect was the most beautiful thing Loki had ever seen. The green seidr exploded out of his hand and shot both of the women sending them flying. They were all but powerless in the face of his attack.
Thor’s words echoed in Loki’s mind, “You’re stronger than both of them.” And Loki believed him.