Loki x Reader: Into the MCU

Chapter 9: Stranded

Before you could protest, someone hit Skurge hard on the head from behind, knocking the poor excuse for a guard out cold on the floor. Hawkeye stood behind him, holding a large gun that he had used to immobilize Skurge.

"Clint!" you nearly shouted, "How the hell did you get here?"

"Jumped in at the last second. The others tried but I was the closest to you when the rainbow thing opened."

"You've been in this room the whole time?"

He just nodded.

"And you waited til now to help deal with the man holding a sword to my face?"

"Hey, I thought your power was talking everyone into submission? Besides, there was no reason to knock him out if he was going to help us. Once it was clear he wasn't then I rushed in to save the day. I believe a 'Thank you Clint you're my hero' would be in order?"

"Thanks," you said, smiling and walking over to Skurge's cloak on the other side of the room.

"I don't see Nat jumping into any alien beams and saving you from baldy over here...maybe makes one reconsider who's more popular?"

"I'll take that into consideration," you laughed, picking up Skurge's cloak and walking back to Clint.

"What's this for?" he asked as you handed it to him.

"You can't very well be seen walking around Asgard in that. Loki knowing what you look like already puts a target on your back, best not to draw anymore unwanted attention."

"And what about you? Athletic T's and boots the rage these days in Asgard or something?"

"No, but fortunately for us Skurge likes having ladies here to keep him company." You walked over to a red feminine cloak by the wall. You let your hair out of its low pony-tail, brushing it out with your fingers a few times.

"By the way, where'd you get the gun?" you asked, nodding at the weapon still in Clint's hand.

"Over there." He gestured to a pile of random objects across the room. Apparently the gun in Clint's hand had a twin, which was sitting over in the pile.

"Ha, no way."

"What?" Clint asked.

"The two guns, they're from the third Thor movie. Skurge calls them Des and Troy. Cuz together...they destroy."

"That's so bad," Clint said, shaking his head in disappointment.

You just laughed, "I know it's great."

"So what's the plan, if you actually have one this time."

"I have 10% of a plan," you smirked.

"Well, I was gonna die someday, might as well be on a magic planet."

You wrapped the cloak around yourself, fastening the clip and pulling it so that it covered your clothes completely. The material was silky on the outside, but soft and velvety on the inside.

Hm, I'm kinda diggin this cloak. you thought, as you turned to see Clint approaching you in Skurge's cloak. Something about how excessively grand Skurge's cloak was, with the fur on the shoulders and all, was laughable on Clint. You tried to hold it in, but you chuckled nonetheless.

"Yeah, yeah laugh it up."

"Nah, you rock that cloak."

"You're damn right I do," he said, positioning Des under his cloak in a way that it wasn't obvious he was concealing a strange Midgardian weapon.

"Should I even try bringing Troy with us?" you said waving your hands out to show the much more limited space under the thinner cloak you sported.

"Nah, not enough room. Just stick close to me, kid, and don't get yourself killed."

"Don't plan on it. You ready?"

"Where exactly are we going? We can't take Loki by ourselves, and I am not getting mind controlled again."

"Well, we can't get back to the others or reach Thor without Heimdall. We have to find him. He's in exile somewhere on the planet, but I think he can hear and see us. Especially now that we're on his turf. I'd call out for him to come to us, but we can't wait around here for him, not with Skurge ready to wake up any second. There's nothing for us to tie him down with, and I don't know how you'd fare against an Asgardian when he knows you're here. Besides, him not seeing you is in our best interest, I'd like to keep it that way. Therefore, we should find some place in the city to lie low, blend in with the rest of the population, and call for Heimdall to find us. We're short on time as it is, so I suggest we get a move on."

"As far as plans go, not bad. But there's a lot that can go wrong. We won't be in the city long before Skurge gets the warning out."

"I know. Hopefully Heimdall won't be long. We should try to talk to him now, so he can get moving too."

You looked around as if addressing some unseen spirit in the room.

"Hey Heimdall? Heimdall, if you can hear us, or see us, we're here to help. I'm sure you know Hawkeye here, one of Thor's friends on earth? We know Odin is Loki, and we need your help to find Thor. We're short on time and we can't stay here. So if you're out there, we'll be heading into the city...um, bye." you finished, treating it like it was a phone call.

"Well, let's hope he heard you, otherwise our little trip will be extended indefinitely."

You both stepped out onto the bridge as he said this, stopping in your tracks and staring at the miraculous view in front of you. Asgard, in all its glory, even more beautiful in person than one could possibly imagine. The soft breeze blew across your face, bearing the smell of the water below and all the sweet aromas of nature. The sunset color of the sky shimmered off of the rainbow bridge. And ahead of you was the golden city, burning a fierce orange-gold in the sun's waning light. Truly breathtaking.

"Wow," Clint gasped.

"Wow," you nodded, not knowing what else to say.

Clint put a hand on your shoulder and you turned to look him in the eyes. He gave you a comforting smile.

"Ready?" He asked.

"As I'll ever be."

And with that you started down the bridge towards the city.