I Found You Part 3 (Loki Soulmate!AU)
Summary: (y/n)’s soulmate tattoo is Loki in Nordic runes and now thinks fate is playing with her and he doesn’t exist because they gave her a mythological god. During the battle of NY (y/n) happens to meet him but what occurs once the battle is over?
A/N: Wow what a day trying to decide which series to update first! Remember to leave some feedback or just reblog! x
Pairings: Loki x Reader, Steve x reader
PART 2 || MASTERLIST
It’s been thirty days and all (y/n) has done is sit in solitude by the window of her seemingly shrinking space. Steve and Clint had come back and attempted to get her to speak or even eat but nothing seemed to work as the girl lost colour in her skin from lack of everything.
Lack of food.
Lack of water.
Lack of sleep.
Lack of soulmate.
The seizures continued with nurses constantly trying to rush in and help her only to fail as (y/n) flung them back with newly discovered abilities. Sitting by the window once again, (y/n) twisted her hands and a green misty glow began to form around her fingers; interlacing and twisting in the most beautiful and intricate ways.
(Y/n) almost smiled, it reminded her of her soulmate. Closing her eyes, she tried to recount all the details of him in those very few moments she was granted with him. His raven hair, green eyes, skin smooth and smile mischievously devilish. The way their faces were so close and his light touch behind her ear, right on her soulmate tattoo.
He was just hers and in those few moments, she’d managed to become his too. Grasping her arm to her chest, the green disappearing, (y/n) closed her eyes to stop her tears. Loneliness was not a stranger to (y/n) but it sure makes it worse when that someone who could share it with you is gone.
(Y/n) hated it here and she’d be damned if she was kept here like a lab rat. But she was tired of everything; of life and people throwing her around like she was there to command. Why couldn’t she ever be free? (Y/n) was but a beautiful caged bird. Capable of magnificent things if it weren’t for the eagles that patrolled her cage, scaring her enough to remain within the cage.
On the other side of the glass, Clint and Steve stood, glancing at the shrinking woman. The evidence of malnutrition was becoming too evident for their liking. “Clint, what are we doing?’
“Depends on what you mean…”
“We know (y/n). She’s harmless- “
“Well those nurses probably won’t agree…”
Steve paused looking at (y/n) again, her eyes now closed. Steve knew this wasn’t right and he needed to do something. Steve, out of everyone, knew how she felt and being isolated was probably the worst thing that could happen to someone after news of their soulmate dying. (Especially if they didn’t know it was false.)
“Clint-” “Look Steve! I know what we’re doing is wrong but it’s her or everyone else out there!” Clint snapping caused Steve to step back a little. He’d never seen Clint lose his cool before. Clint was breaking, cracking, watching a dear friend of his being treated like a caged animal. Clint caved, his emotions slightly hindering his speech as he attempted not to cry.
“She’s… she’d like a sister to me Steve and there’s nothing I can do. I can’t protect her, I can’t get her out of here- “
“We don’t need to,” Steve stated suddenly, a lightbulb going off in his head.
“What? I was legitimately pouring some emotion on you and you’ve just interrupted-”
Seeing the look on Steve’s face Clint continues, “I mean, what do you mean, Captain?”
“You saw her powers?” Clint nods, “and for all we know that’s just the beginning of her powers. We all know our powers grew stronger when we found our soulmate, what if hers are-” Clint interrupts, mind now on the same wavelength as Steve’s. “-Only weak right now because (y/n) believes Loki’s dead? I mean she looks like she barely knows how to use them but imagine what will happen if she finds out he’s alive?”
“She’ll definitely be angry but maybe that’s good. We won’t have to do anything.” Steve put his hands in his pockets and turned towards (y/n) once again.
“So, what’s the plan?” Clint asked, taking a similar stance to Steve.
“The plan is to get that girl out of this hellhole and get her away from this place.” A new voice piped in. Both men turned to find Tony Stark in the doorway with a reluctant Natasha Romanoff following in the doorway.
“Finally, we agree on something.” Tony smiled causing Steve to smile back. “So, what is the plan?” Nat asked crossing her arms indignantly.
“Tell her.” Clint finally chimed, all eyes turning to him. “No, first we’ll get things set up. Times, people, everything. We have to tell her at the right time otherwise it’s hell and people get killed.”
“Tony, she wouldn’t- “
“Steve, her soulmate is a killer, the god of mischief. You don’t think there must be some similar personality traits for fate to tag them together?”
“Nat, someone’s soulmate doesn’t determine- “
“Can you all just shut it!” Clint yelled, he had been watching (y/n) as they argued. Everyone went seemingly silent at the usually quiet man’s shouted request. Looking over his shoulder he decided, “We’ll tell her in time when there’s a more definitive plan. But for now, we wait.”
“For what?” Natasha asked reluctantly.
“Fury let slip about a little experiment on (y/n) they’re trying out-” Tony began.
“God Tony, no- “
“No, no Steve. That’s when we get her out.” Clint finished.
“What about Laufeyson?” Steve asked.
“You won’t have to worry about him at all.” A small but strong voice came from the doorway. All the Avengers turned to find a woman in the doorway, arms crossed.
On the eleventh day in this hellhole (y/n) began lightly singing under her breath to keep herself from delving into her own mind again. She knew it must be some sort of insanity setting in.
The pain in her heart had begun healing, she could feel it. Though her mind didn’t feel it, her heart hurt a little less than yesterday.
“It’s a quarter after one and I need you now….” (Y/n) continued to sing before abruptly being interrupted by the clanking of her door.
Men in black uniforms flooded in her doorway with stone faces. Ice descended upon (y/n)’s body and slowly she stood for the first time in days. Knees weak, a final man of the ten already in the room entered. All stood there as one with a clipboard continued to read it before throwing it on (y/n)’s unused bed.
“It’s time to see those abilities of yours little dove.”
A small flame flickered within (y/n) but not before it completely died. She couldn’t bring herself to care. Well, that was before a man revealed a pole with electricity running through it- a giant taser. (Y/n)’s heart jumped and a very loud thump came from the glass to her room followed by shouting. None of the men seemed to pay attention to anything but her, waiting.
“On whose orders?” Hearing her voice for the first time in days, it cracked and sounded horse but (y/n) internally admitted it felt good.
“No one you need to know about, dove, but they’re very interested in your assets.”
Finally, (y/n) threw her hand out and a man went flying into the wall, the remaining men running at her as she stood still, frozen. As the men tackled her, they fell in a big heap- completely falling through her. The men became confused, looking around to see (y/n) pulling the illusion back to her.
The leader stood from being flung into the wall, “I see you’ve been practising …darling.” The flame roared to life, exploding, consuming and very destructive. (Y/n) roared at the supposed endearment and ran full pelt at the man, tackling him. (Y/n) wasn’t able to get far as something burnt her side and caused her body to convulse.
The taser stick was taken away but her body still reacted, shaking on the floor there was nothing she could do as they hit her. Multiple swelts forming on her body. Kick, taser, punch. Something bubbled within (y/n) yet again, a fierce force; ripping, tearing, demanding. It tore through her body and with a great bang and a flash the men were sent flying back as a scream seemingly louder than a jet plane left her mouth.
All the glass in the room shattered as anyone within the vicinity covered their ears.
More footsteps entered the room and (y/n) stood with the little strength she had, ready to fight, to die.
“I can do this.” Her light-headedness slightly proved her wrong but when (y/n) saw who she’d have to fight, she knew that there was no chance. Steve and Clint rushed towards her as she collapsed, with Clint just managing to catch her.
“I-I can’t. Just kill me already.” Steve’s saddened eyes never left her eyes as she stared at him, practically begging.
“Please, Steve, just kill me.”
Clint eyes watered, her isolation had stripped her of her strength and her will. She was the shell of the strong woman she used to be, Clint feared they may have left this escape too long.
“No, no. (Y/n) listen to me. Loki’s alive.” (Y/n) laughed lightly, coughing up blood which dribbled out of her mouth.
“Crap, they must have broken a rib and punctured a lung or something.”
“I’m telling the truth (y/n). They have him held in the underground levels but we need to get you out of here. Please just don’t give up just yet.” (Y/n)’s eyes considered Steve’s before looking up into Clint’s eyes. Asking with just a look, ‘is it true?’ Clint only nodded causing (y/n) eyes to water.
“Take me to- “
“We haven’t got time, we have to get you out of here now.”
“No, we have to- “
Hearing footsteps down the hall, Steve took (y/n) in his arms and made his way into the hall and away from the heavy steps of foot soldiers. Clint followed behind, always checking over their shoulders. (Y/n)’s head lolled backwards, arms limp. The first time she has been out of the cell for nearly a week and all she sees is lights flashing by above her. The jostling causing groans from (y/n)’s lips, with Steve mumbling apologies.
Breaking out onto the street, the black van parked on the curb opened to show a bored Natasha and a keen Tony. Setting her in the van, (y/n) saw them closing the doors without Steve or Clint.
“Wait…Clint!” She desperately called, she didn’t know these people. She didn’t want to be alone anymore, not after finding out he was still alive. The van took off quickly, causing her to slide back slightly.
“Who are you? Where’s Loki?” (Y/n) tried to ask but her head was pounding and she could nearly understand what was going on.
“We didn’t have time to grab him, we’re taking you to a safe location far away from here.” A voice chimed from the front; a man with a strange beard.
A pinch to her arm caused (y/n) to suddenly turn to see a red-haired female injecting something into a tube which was connected to her arm.
“What are you doing…? NO!” (Y/n) roared, realising they were trying to knock her out. Natasha went flying into the side of the van effectively knocking her out as (y/n) ripped the tube and needle from her arm and chucking it away.
“Oh…shit…” Tony stumbled as the presence in the back opened the sliding door. “Hey! Hey, no don’t-” but it was too late to attempt to grab her. (Y/n) tucked and rolled out of the van causing some pained screams to fall from her lips.
Cars honked and people stopped to watch as a bloodied woman stood from the ground, delirious. Seeing the stares, she used off into the nearest alley. Though her mind was only half with her, (y/n)’s only thoughts were to get away. Get shelter.
Loki.
[Part 4]
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