His Turn

Thor (7)

"I don't like it," Steve told Tony and Stiles.

"That's nice. I'm gonna go take a nap." Stiles yawned and walked to one of the chairs. He couldn't get comfortable.

Open your eyes

Stiles opened his eyes and gasped. Stiles frantically looked around and met Loki's eyes. Loki smirked.

Loki?

Guess again.

No. No get out of my head!

Can't do that. Stiles, you have to breathe.

You're the nogistune

Yes. Now breathe.

Stiles wasn't breathing. He counted to ten and then backward. In the end, he was breathing normally.

Why haven't you used your powers?

I hate you.

I know.

You killed my dad!

I know. And I'm so sorry.

I don't believe you and even if I did, it doesn't bring my dad back.

I know.

Why are you in my head?

I'll answer your question, once you answer mine.

Not happening.

I never left your head. I was just blocked but when the Tesseract connected to you. The barrier was lifted.

Combined?

Yes. You remember that excruciating pain? Combining.

Wait. I'm part of the tesseract?

Yes and no.

That's so helpful.

Now answer my question. Why haven't you used your powers?

I don't want to.

Why?

Because I just don't want to!

You're scared

What? No, I'm not!

Yes. You are. And that's understandable. You have a lot of power.

The plane shook causing Stiles to come out of his own brain.

"What's the matter?" Steve asked Loki. "Scared of a little lightning?"

"I'm not overly fond of what follows," Loki replied. There was a slam. The plane shook even more. The door was pulled open, revealing a very tall, blonde, cape-wearing man.

Thor

I gathered that.

Tony approached Thor but was swung back. Thor grabbed Loki and flew out into the storm.

"And now there's that guy." Tony sighed.

"Another Asgardian?" Natasha asked.

"Thor," Stiles stated.

"Think he's friendly?" Steve asked.

"Doesn't matter," Tony replied. "If he frees Loki or kills him, then the Tesseract's lost."