Chapter Ten

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Loki P.O.V.
Location: Southern USA

After my mental conversation I tune into the red haired agent conversing over a machine. She says something about not a word, she's probably talking about me. I haven't verbally spoken since Germany.

The metal man took his head off to reveal a face of skin and facial hair, a not very tasteful choice in my opinion. I'm always clean shaven. The thought of facial hair disgusts me and I shiver, and look towards the back of the flying contraption.

The metal man and the soldier have a hushed conversation while shooting intermittent looks at my still frame. Suddenly lightning and thunder start rocking the metal thing and it's occupants sideways. Only one thing in the universe that can cause a storm this big, this fast.

Thor

I lean forward, attempting to get away from the straps binding me to the seat. "What? Scared of a little lightning?" I glance towards the duo and without hesitation reply.

"I'm not overly fond of what follows." Both captors look toward each other just as Thor lands on the roof. Oh joy, my dearest "brother" is going to take down the ship, WITH US ON IT!!!! I hear a quiet laughing in my head, female laughing.

"Aaron, you know I can hear you right?" The laughter stops automatically and I can practically hear her frowning. "I thought you were to busy freaking out about Thor to hear me." I smirk. "Nope, your laughter is quite........overwhelming."

I'm interrupted when the front of my armor is yanked forward and I'm thrown out of the back of the ship. I'm sent flying out into the cold night, the wind whipping my hair and clothes while I try to gain some control over my speedy descent into the night.


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