You love, you hate,
You watch, power,
Fight! For your world, the avengers can help,
Fight! For love! For hope!
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-a/n POV-

You were standing on the helipad, watching over New York. It would be best if you said, for a human city, it's marvelous build—the buildings towering as spears against the blue sky and showing how proud they are. But, instead, you sigh deeply, taking in the soothing air mixed by the smell of concrete and nasty New Yorkers.

Suddenly, you feel a presence beside you. The familiar smell of Asgardian leather fills your nose, making you sigh again. "Hey, Prince Thor." You say, but you don't turn your head. You hear the god take a deep before his booming voice reaches your enchanted hearing.

"My brother is asking for you, lady Gloria." You can almost hear the difficulty of his voice, making it tremble slightly. You roll your eyes, turning to walk into the tower again. You don't know what the god of mischief would want from you, but what's the hurt in knowing?

When you reach the high-tech cell Loki is locked up in; you feel the air getting heavier. You shake your head, trying to clear your mind. Soon it's clear on your seat down on the bench right outside Loki's cell. "You asked for me, god of mischief?" you say. Loki looks up from his hands. As fast as his green microbes eaters meet your crystal blue ones, they light up. "Ah, so you decided to come, lady Gloria. I did not think you would listen to this simple request," he said, a smirk playing against his lips. 

"Neither did I, god of mischief. But here I am, both of us proved wrong," you said, shifting in your seat, making your posture more proud. "You know I have a name, darling," Loki says, obviously irritated that you're only using his title to address him. " I think your title fits you better than your name, prince," you retort, a smirk gleaming in your ocean eyes. A mischiefs smile plays his face as he leans closer to the two-sided glass blocking his freedom. You raise your eyebrow at him, which makes him chuckle. "You have no idea why I called you, do you reptilian queen?" his question catches you off guard; yes, it is the truth; you didn't have any clue why he would call for you, though a slight feeling was eating on your unconsciousness...

Then it hit you. You've seen it before; the longing look in the eyes, the sparkling touch you feel when your skin colors. You take a deep breath, thinking over the signs that he'd shown you over the few weeks you've known him. You know that he was flirtatious of nature, but this flirting was over the rank that he used.  You backed away from the glass slowly. When you reached the door, you dashed out and went back to the helipad. There you let yourself shift—the scaly armor growing again, giving your chest a burning fire. 

Your wings spread out, showing off the pattern that proudly painted the thin leathery skin. Your head grew then times bigger, teeth and pointy ears + horns finding their rightful place on your head. Then you let out a piercing roar that shook the whole tower. The cry born to was Dr. Strange was meditating in his silent hose. The avengers felt the tower shake and immediately became alerted. "What was that!?" tony yelled, running over to the surveillance camera. The camera that showed the mighty roar almost destroyed the helipad.

They could pick up the sound of wingbeats and then see a familiar shadow. It was you, in your dragon form. Of course, they had seen you in it before, but still, every time was mesmerizing. Even Loki was overwhelmed by the beauty you held. Your bright white and black scales reflected the sun, blending everything around in a light that was so sharp. You turned your massive head to the camera and gave them a toothy smile, showing rows upon rows of knife-sharp teeth that could cut through steel, even vibranium. "Hello mortals, I'm just taking a flyover, Manhate. Will be back soon," you said and took off with a few blows from your wings. You flew around the manufactured city with skyscrapers and towers spitting against your stomach.

You felt pulsating energy from a particular house. The house looked like an old one and left one, but you could feel the magic power inside it, so you put your wings in towards your sides and dive down to the ground. But just before you could hit the hard ground, you spread your wings, and the air was trapped in them and stopped your fall. You pushed to the door with your snout, and it opened- Closed by many artifacts filled your nose, and you lowered your head so that it would not scare the ceiling. Soon you came to a room that was full of large props like the other ones. A man dressed in a red cloak with gold string floated in the middle, making your wonder burn up. "Who are you, the man of the art of magic?" your soft voice carried through the room. the man turned and went down to the ground again. "I'm Doctor Stephen Strange, mysterious beast. Do you want to say your name since I said mine?" He said as you lowered your head and observed him.

He had a beard like Tony's but different hair. He was also taller than the millionaire and had a completely different aura. "I'm Gloria, from Dragorath, a man of magic," you said and sat down on your hind paws. Strange approached you and held out a hand to one of your black horns. You gave a tiny smile and lowered your head so he could touch it.

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A few hours had passed since you had left Avengers tower, and the evening had begun to fall. You stretched your large articulated wings and rose from the complex but soft floor. You thanked Strange for his hospitality and walked out the door. Soon you were out and were suddenly attacked in a pile of bone-squeezing hugs. You were surprised but squeezed back.Once they / that person had let you go, they went back, and you could see who they were. It was Avengers, including a little young boy with spider clothes. You tilted your head and looked at the young teenager. He had brown curly hair and blue eyes. You could see the toning of muscles under his suit. After you had finished staring at him, you looked into his eyes, and you saw the little flame burning in many teenagers.

"Hello, spider boy. What's your name?" you said. The spider boy widened his eyes as he could hear you talking. "Uhh --- Peter, Peter Parker .." he stammered, and his cheeks fluttered in shades of red. You chuckled at this young boy's behavior. "Well, young. My name is Gloria, black-eyed; I come from Dragorath. Now tell me." You said and turned to Avengers. "Why is this young boy among us? Does he have any strength?" this made Tony smile, and he walked up to you and said. "Yes, he has spider-powers" you could hear the laughter in his tone, and it made you irritated. "Spider powers are great, Mr. Stark. Spiders are stronger than we think," You said and gave Peter a warm smile. He smiled back. "Well, now you know who the boy is, shall we go back to the tower?" Steve said, breaking you away from the look you sent Stark. You nodded and slowly shifted back to your human form. After that, you all boarded Avenjett.

After returning to the tower, you went to your room and took a hot bath. Not that you needed it, but because you wanted some cooling. After the shower, you went to the kitchen and started baking some cookies. A board was finished when Nat and Bucky came in. "Oh, hey G. What's that smell?" nat said, and you smiled as you show her a platter of freshly baked cookies steaming hot." I decided I wanted some snacks, so I made these. Fancy one?" you said and gave her the dish which she happily took. Bucky also took a few. After taking as many as they wanted, you went down to level 0, where Loki was located. When you walked out of the hessian that led down to the level, you already felt eyes on you. Loki must have heard you coming from the elevator already.

"What is this touching gathering?" he said in his usual accent. You chuckled, opened the cell door, and placed the dish with cookies on the nearest bench. After you had done that, you went out again and lured the cell door behind you. "I made some cookies, Mr. Laufeyson. Just take when you want," you said and walked back up.

-loki's pov-

The girl there is defiantly something different. She is not afraid of me, but she still knows what I have done and can do. Ugh, what is it about her that is so different ?! "To your answer, Asgardian, I am not a mortal like the others. I come from Dragorath, the land of dragons. I already thought this was clear to you?" her voice scared me, and I quickly turned around to see if I could see where she was. after a while, I heard her laugh. "I'm in your head, Loki. In your mind, rather. It's just one of my powers, so do not think about it so much." after that, it was hushed. She is somewhat different.

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/ N: I know, I know. Past you thought maybe and already quit. Well, I have more inspiration, not that. I just want to take a little break; I'll probably write more tomorrow :)-Well, upset. Do not forget to comment or vote!-Regards Saph