The noise was overwhelming.

As your main method of recognising what was going on around you without your sight, having it so distorted and loud wasn't ideal. You did what you could, trying desperately to only hear Loki's voice telling you what to do over the din. Before, the sounds of fights had gone straight over your head; you would tune out and focus on what was in front of you, but now it was a bit different. And the noises were horrific: screams and yells, thuds and crunches. You'd never really noticed it before.

Okay, so maybe this hadn't been the best idea, charging into a battle having not trained for a year and with no eyesight. Not that you would ever give Tony the satisfaction of admitting that.

Still, you thought you were coping quite well. You hadn't fallen over yet, and you knew your magic was making contact with the right things, you could feel it as you sent out powerful blasts from your hands. The feeling of using your magic to its full potential and pushing your limits was amazing; you'd forgotten how exhilarated it made you feel.

If only you could see.

After a while you were bone tired, and feeling quite light-headed, from a combination of using your magic more in the last ten minutes than you had in the last year and having the whole team yelling in one ear through your earpiece, Loki yelling in the other and the noise of destruction around you, which was very loud. And now there was another sound, louder and more terrifying than anything you'd heard yet. Gunshots.

A second later everything became quieter; almost muffled. You were confused for a second before realising Loki had created a shield around the both of you.

"Are you okay?" Loki asked in concern, lifting your chin.

You nodded, breathing hard. "Who's shooting?"

"It's S.H.E.I.L.D. That can only be bad news-." you ripped your earpiece out in frustration, there was too much noise...

"Y/N, you have to get back to the Quinjet okay? I'm-"

"No! I'm not leaving you."

"Yes, you are. Go now, and stay there until this is over."

You were shaking your head, but felt secretly relieved. There was a loud ringing in your head. The noise outside the shield grew suddenly louder. Loki gripped your shoulders tightly.

"What's happening?"

"Go. It's that way. I love you."

Then the shield was gone, and so was Loki. He'd left you facing the direction of the Quinjet, but the sound of your friends in danger was behind you. Silently apologising to Loki, you did a 180 and charged towards the fight, summoning a shield as you went to protect yourself from the gunshots, which were now frighteningly loud.

"There! She's there!"

Who was where? Who's voice was that? Cursing yourself for ditching your earpiece you fired magic towards the gunfire and heard it cease momentarily. At least you knew where the problem lay.

"Y/N, no!"

You instinctively ducked, having heard the panic in Steve's voice nearby, and felt something whoosh over your head. What the heck was that?

"Get her! She can't see for crying out loud, it's not hard!"

Shit. You were her. What did S.H.E.I.L.D. want with you?

You threw up another protective wall of magic as your instinct told you there was more danger, and felt something ricochet hard off of the other side of the wall. Now you were scared. Why were they trying to hurt you?

"Y/N! Go back to the-" Steve's voice was cut off as there was a blast from your left and you were thrown off of your feet to land hard on your back what felt like several feet away. Now all you could hear was ringing. It was so loud. You felt something else connect hard with the side of your head, and you lost yourself in the pain.