When Loki was taken by the TVA, he is forced to watch a montage of what could've been his future. In that montage, he finds out that he will fall in love with a young Midgardian woman, who he would've met a year after the Battle of New York.
And thi...
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"Are you ready, Miss Anastasia?"
"What exactly am I doing?"
That morning, Anya finds herself standing in front of Loki in the field of the Avengers Compound. The others surrounded them, and Tony formed a shield around them just in case. Loki suggested that they should be in the open area for the spell to work.
"You are going to absorb energy from the sun, and channel it to me." Loki explains as if it made sense to her. "I would do it myself, but that would take longer. If you do it, then it would be easier."
"I don't even know how to do that! And why the sun?"
"Your powers stem from the sun's core. And we need the sun because the energy the spell requires has to come from a naturally occurring event. It could come from a full moon, a sunset or sunrise." He points at the sun, squinting a bit.
"Just how safe is this?" Natasha asks with an edge to her voice.
"Oh, I can assure you, Agent Romanoff, that your sister will be fine."
"If you hurt her in any way..."
"Let me guess, you will kill me?" Loki grins, looking towards Clint. "Evidently, there will be a line."
Thor goes to Natasha. "Let him try. I doubt he will suggest this if it harms your sister at the end. Trust my brother's hedonism. He loves to be right."
"That, I do, brother. Thank you." Loki mockingly smiles.
"Just do your part, Loki. Find the scepter."
Loki nods again with a mocking tinge to it, and he faces Anya. "Now, how's about it, Miss Anastasia?"
"I... but I don't know how—"
"Yes, you do."
"Loki." Anya presses, and he is briefly astonished of the way she said his name. "All I can do is this," she summons fire into her palms and it ignites, resting on her hand.
Loki places his hands on her shoulders, startling her enough that the fire goes out. He stares intensely into her eyes. "The most dangerous words a sorcerer can utter, are this is all I can do,"
Anya blinks before whispering, "I'm not a sorcerer."
To which Loki replies with a smirk, "We'll see about that."
He holds out his palms for her to take, and she gives him a glare before placing her own hands into his.
Tony leans over to Thor. "This better not be an excuse for Harry Potter here to hold hands with our Lava girl." He mutters to the God, who only smiles in amusement as he watches his brother actually cooperate with someone, and a mortal too.
"Close your eyes." Loki whispers to Anya, who glares at him again before complying. Loki smiles in amusement. "Good. I want you to feel the sun rays around us."
