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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧: 𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐲.𝐜𝐨𝐦

HYDRA Base

Siberia, Russia 2011

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"I'm sorry, who are you again?" Trickery asked, furrowing her brows as she nursed her sore body in the corner of the room.

"Foolish mortal." Loki groaned, running a hand through his dark locks in annoyance.

"I am Loki-" He started and briefly paused which didn't go unnoticed by Trickery.  A look of denial overcame his face as he stared through Trickery, obviously contemplating something. But then he continued on as if he never stopped talking. "- Loki Odinson, the rightful King of Asgard and Jotunheim. I am the God of Mischief and the soon to be ruler of Midgard."

Trickery's confusion grew even more at Loki's words as she looked at the foreign man up and down. He donned an unusual green ensemble, littered with golden accents and unfamiliar symbols that were etched into the clothes. His raven, almost greasy looking hair fell on his shoulders, contrasting heavily against his fair, ivory skin. Loki's eyes that held a mixture of emerald and blue stared back at her, carefully watching her every move. Waiting to see her reaction to his surprise visit.

Trickery cleared her throat as she brought her focus back to the conversation that they were holding. "King of where?" She questioned.

"Asgard and Jotunheim," Loki repeated. "And don't forget the ruler of Midgard." He added with a smirk.

"And, um... Asgard is where?" Trickery's words were met with a heavy glare and she felt herself wanting to melt back into the concrete wall behind her.

"Asgard is one of the planets that make up the Nine realms of Yggdrasil." Loki said with vexation dripping from his voice, frustrated with Trickery's lack of knowledge.

Trickery could do nothing but stare at Loki as if he had grown a second head. And even then, that sounded much more believable than the thought that the man in front of her was a prince of a planet that she hadn't ever heard of before.

"You incompetent fool. Do you know nothing of the galaxy that exists beyond Midgard?" Loki snapped, adding to the headache that occupied Trickery's mind.

She found herself floundering under Loki's intense gaze, feeling slightly disappointed in herself for not knowing what he was saying. She didn't want him to shock her like everyone else at HYDRA did. But to his credit, most people would have already awarded her a punishment by now as even she was frustrated with herself.

"Where's Midgard?" Trickery murmured after a few moments, turning her gaze to the ground as she ran her hand through her hair, massaging the delicate skin in an attempt to stop the mild pain.

"Dear Gods," Loki muttered, closing his eyes in defeat. "Where do you think that you are standing? In Valhalla!" He shouted.

"On Earth?" Trickery responded, completely and utterly puzzled at what the hell that this man was on about.

"Midgard and Earth are one and the same!" He almost screamed and Trickery nodded her head, despite still not quite grasping what Loki was saying.

"Oh, right." She muttered as Loki took a deep breath in an attempt to calm his angered mind. "And Midgard is also one of the Nine realms of Ygg..." She trailed off, looking to Loki for the answer.

"Yggdrasil." He said with a disappointed sigh. "And yes, Midgard is one of the Nine realms." He continued to which Trickery nodded.

"And you are from Asgard." She pointed out.

"I am." Loki answered.

"But if I may, Loki. What are you doing here?" She questioned, pushing the thumping pain in her head away as she awaited his answer.

"I must admit that is one long and complicated story, Lady Alexandra." Loki said and Trickery felt her brows furrow at the name that he called her. The vague sense of familiarity threw her off but she knew that it couldn't be her name. It had to be someone else's. And maybe she knew who it was but couldn't remember who exactly, explaining her odd feeling of deja vu.

"My name is Trickery." She informed him to which Loki just shook his head, sighing deeply.

"No, that is the charade that you are playing. Your name is Lady Alexandra Williams of England." He tried to explain but Trickery shook her head stubbornly. If anyone knew what her name was, it would be her.

"I don't know what you are talking about. My name is Trickery!" She growled as she achingly pushed herself up to her feet, leaning against the concrete wall for support.

She glared at Loki, trying to look threatening but Loki just shook his head in disbelief. It astounded him that HYDRA had her so wrapped around their finger that she automatically assumed that they were innocent. Even when all the facts were saying that they were guilty she still believed them.

"Well, then. I will just have to show you." He stated calmly before taking a step forward and abruptly placing his hand against Trickery's forehead before she had any time to react.

The second that his hand came into contact with her skin, her eyes rolled into the back of her skull and she saw nothing but white. She felt her body immediately relax as her mind was whisked into oblivion.

Then suddenly, her vision cleared and she was exiting a dark car. She looked down and saw her short, stumpy legs maneuver herself off of the dark leather seats. She was wrapped in a plush blanket that billowed in the snowy wind. Her body shivered in the arctic blaze, her teeth feeling the cold as well and chattering like an old wind up toy.

The lack of length in her legs and the shortness of her stature lead Trickery to believe that this must be some kind of memory. A fragment of her long-forgotten past.

Her small feet made matching footprints in the ivory snow as she made her way towards the mammoth building that stood a few feet in front of her. She felt her pace hasten when she was pushed forward by an eerily familiar man behind her. His large spectacles resting on his young, naive face.

She trudged through the icy slush and was greeted by another soldier. He inspected her with a nefarious glint in his eyes, eyeing down his next acquisition. His lips were pulled taut as he stood towering in his all-black ensemble, striking fear in the vulnerable girl.

"Die Ziele wurden ausgerottet, Schmidt. / The targets have been exterminated, Schmidt." The man behind Trickery spoke insipidly. They spoke in a tongue that at the time Trickery didn't understand. But now, she understood perfectly.

"Gut, und das ist das Mädchen? /Good, and this is the girl?" The other man barked making young Trickery cower in unease.

The former nodded in confirmation. "Ja. / Yes."

A chilling grin broke through the man's cold exterior, oozing with treachery. "Jetzt ist es Zeit, sie zu brechen." / Now it is time to break her."

And then suddenly she was thrusted back into reality. Brought back to the painful truth of being trapped in solitude with a man that she knows nothing about whilst reveling in mind-numbing pain.

But Trickery was unable to say anything for a few moments, still basking in the memory that she just experienced. It was so visceral. It was like she was actually living the moment again. As if she was actually back there in Germany with those two uncannily familiar men.

"No. No, that can't be right..." Trickery muttered, heaving as she tried to stop her mind from spinning due to all the questions that were running rampant through her head. "No, you are just playing mind games on me." She squeaked, gripping the sides of her head as she slid back down to the ground.

Loki let out a deep sigh as he watched the poor woman rock herself on the cold concrete floor.  He felt immense sympathy for Alexandra because he knew first hand how hard it is to be confronted with your past. "That is your own memory, Lady Alexandra." He cooed, slowly kneeling down beside her.

"But I remember nothing!" She abruptly shouted, her voice quivering as she didn't both to mask the fear that tormented her mind. She just couldn't believe that her old master would betray her. That he had the ability to commit such a treacherous sin against her.

"And that is because of HYDRA. Because of their cruel intentions to use you as the catalyst for world domination." Loki said softly, watching her breakdown awkwardly. It was not in his nature to offer comfort to others nor was it to feel sympathetic.

But he did not pity the woman. He empathized with her.

He knew what it was like to question everything that you had ever known. To question your heritage and the people that you thought were your family. And he also knew the pain that came from getting the answers that you were dreading. Finding out that you are not who you thought you were and that your family willing buried that information from you. Information that you had every right to know.

"No, Mikael wouldn't do that to me." She whimpered dejectedly, shaking her head in disbelief.

"Mikael is the main perpetrator against you." Loki commented. "He is the reason as to why you are here."

But Trickery wouldn't have it. She refused to believe such a thing. "No, not him. Not Mikael."

"Mikael is the leader here, isn't he?" Loki pointed out, cocking a brow at her confidently.

"Yes." She answered meekly, lifting her head slightly to meet Loki's enthralling eyes.

"And you believe that as the leader, he didn't know your real identity as Alexandra Williams. You believe that he had no say in you being induced into a frozen sleep for years on end and only being woken up to take out HYDRA's enemies?" Loki countered, enraged at the thought of the acts that she was forced to commit. "Do you truly believe that he had no say in any of these transgressions against you as the leader of HYDRA?"

Trickery was rendered silent at his words, shaking as she thought them over in her head. "I-I..."  She stuttered, slowly feeling her mind unravel as she fell into a state of utter calamity.

Loki watched as Trickery's entire world collapsed. He watched the lies that had encompassed Trickery in HYDRA slowly crack and break, allowing the memories that they had been trying to keep from her slowly trickle back in.

"I truly am sorry, Lady Alexandra. I do know firsthand that it is those you trust most that hide the harshest of truths." He said honestly.

But Trickery still couldn't believe it. "But he has always looked after me and cared for me! Mikael is my family!" She argued.

None of it added up. Mikael had always been kind to her, he always treated her well. How could he do all that and be guilty of what Loki is accusing him of?

"No, families don't lie to you about your past. They don't use you as a pawn in their own games. Families have no ulterior motives in keeping you around." Loki disputed, feeling anger seep into his voice as he thought of his own family.

But the damage had already been done. Loki had sowed in a seed of doubt into Trickery's mind. He gave her the ability to question what was truly happening to her. And now she was sifting through her memories trying to see if her doubt was more than just a figment of Loki's imagination.

"Why should I even trust you?" She asked after a few moments.

"Because I am just as alone in this world as you." Loki answered, not bothering to hide the melancholic smile that pulled at his lips as he thought of his own situation.

"Why are you here, Loki?" Trickery questioned, wincing as a new round of pain enslaved her head.

"I was sent here by Heimdall, the Gatekeeper of Asgard and guardian of the Bifrost Bridge, to see if it was true that you had Asgardian blood running through your veins," Loki informed her and almost immediately her brows shot up in alarm.

"I'm Asgardian? That's ridiculous." She spat out, her mouth gaping like a fish.

"Since coming to Midgard, I have discovered that you aren't a true Asgardian. Rather, you are an Inhuman." Loki continued, ignoring her befuddled face.

"I'm a what now?"

"Dear Gods Alexandra, you truly do know absolutely nothing." Loki sighed, running a hand through his raven locks in slight annoyance.

Trickery ignored the slight frustration in his voice and quickly returned his attention back to his previous comment. "What is an Inhuman, Loki?" She asked urgently.

"Inhumans are a race of hybrid human beings that had their DNA altered to acquire superhuman abilities." Loki began explaining. "The Inhumans were first bred by the Kree race. The Kree were an alien race that many years ago were engaged in a war in which they were losing. They struggled to supply soldiers and eventually came up with a solution, that being the creation of Inhumans." He continued and Trickery nodded her head, still slightly confused but fascinated nonetheless.

"The Kree genetically modified the DNA of other intelligent alien races across the galaxy in order to create a warrior battalion that would win them the war. Your ancestors were apart of that new race."

"It seems that the Kree blended Asgardian DNA and other space magic with your ancestors to give them their superhuman abilities. And this gene was thus carried down through your bloodline until it reached you." Loki told her.

"So my parents were also Inhumans then?" Trickery guessed but Loki shook his head.

"Not necessarily." He stated. "Heimdall was unable to sense any of your past ancestors but somehow he could sense you. I believe that was because your ancestor's Inhuman genes became dormant over time. But when you were injected with a remnant of the Tesseract by Arnim Zola, the space magic in the Tesseract was compatible with the Kree magic used. Thus rendering your once dormant genes, active."

"I-I..." Trickery stuttered, unable to comprehend Loki's words. "I'm very confused."

"As am I, Lady Alexandra. You have one terribly confusing history." Loki chuckled, looking sympathetically at the woman.

"You're telling me." She groaned and Loki's brows furrowed.

"Pardon, what am I telling you?" He asked, puzzled by her colloquialism.

"Don't worry, Loki." She sighed, shaking her head with a light smile at his confused face. "But, I need help. Everything hurts, Loki. I can't control my powers." She continued, wincing as another onslaught of pain overcome her.

"I know, Lady Alexandra. Your 'little' outburst earlier alerted me to your location which allowed me to appear before you today." Loki informed her, frowning as he saw her reaction to what he assumed must be torturous pain.

"But, as I said mentioned previously. You can't control your powers because the Tesseract is dangerously more potent than whatever the Kree used on your ancestors. Your abilities are tenfold as powerful as the rest of the Inhuman race and this is causing problems for both your mental and physical state." Loki told her.

"But I don't want them. I just want to be normal!" Trickery shouted in outrage, pulling at the hairs on her heads as the pain began to increase in magnitude. And with the pain, came questions that also sent her mind unraveling. Why did this have to happen to her? How can she make it all go away? Would she be better off if she just put a bullet between her eyes and descended into the afterlife, whatever that may be?

"Unfortunately Lady Alexandra, that is no longer an option." Loki replied. "And don't allow your mind to succumb to such negative thoughts. You should know that it is not the weak who drop the sword, but rather they are the ones who fail in fortitude to lift it back up again. That is how you distinguish the cowardly from the warriors." He advised her, clicking his tongue in shame.

"That doesn't even make sense! Stop speaking in riddles." Trickery ordered, irritated with his lack of clarity.

"Darling, you are speaking to the God of Mischief. My whole existence is based on riddles." Loki smirked as Trickery rolled her eyes. "And don't forget that your alias is quite literally Trickery."

"If you are not here to help me then leave me alone!" She shouted, letting her eyes tear up as the agony became too much to handle. Her breaths quickly became loud pants and she could hear her heartbeat thumping in her chest.

"Don't spit on the hand that feeds you. I could have left you here to rot you foolish woman but I willingly chose to offer you aid." Loki snarled, anger alighting in his eyes at her harsh words.

"Why didn't you just leave me to rot, huh? You could have walked right on by and lived your life without a second thought of me!" She growled back, pulling her hair in a vain attempt to alleviate the feeling of her brain being stabbed repeatedly with a knife.

Loki sighed as he realized the true root of her outburst. And all it took was for him to lift his hand and wave it in front Trickery's head for her pain to slowly dissipate into nothing more than a dull throb. Trickery looked up at him in awe once she realized what he had done. Realizing that somehow, he had taken the pain away.

She was just about to thank him but Loki continued talking, obviously not interested in her praise.

"I couldn't let another person end up like me. I won't let you make the same mistakes that I did. Mistakes that I am going to keep on making" He continued before he took a brief pause, exhaling a deep breath from his thin lips.

"I am afraid that within the next couple of weeks that I am going to commit some treacherous acts." He continued after a moment. "But the path to power is never easy."

Trickery nodded at his words. "I understand. I think I understand that much too well, actually."

"Of course you do, Lady Alexandra." Loki smiled lightly. "You and I are similar. We share a similar story, similar powers, a similar family. We are both forced into doing things that hurt others because of our own inability to gain freedom." He explained. "We are one and the same."

"We are." Trickery acknowledged.

And then a devious smile pulled at Loki's lips. "You should come join me, Lady Alexandra." He said eagerly. "The two of us could take over the world if we pleased. We would be unstoppable! We could rule Midgard together!"

Loki couldn't help but imagine the success that the two of them could achieve together. With both their powers combined, they could be unstoppable. They could start by ruling Midgard which would be easy. Then they could progress onto the rest of the galaxy. Sure Trickery was merely just an Inhuman and would be easy to subdue, but he was a God and together they could look after each other.

"Loki, I can't leave." Trickery sighed, watching the excitement build in his eyes.

"I don't see how you can't. I could teleport us to any place in the universe if you so desired." Loki said, furrowing his brows at her words.

"I-I..." Trickery stuttered as she too struggled to come up with an answer as to why she didn't want to leave. Perhaps she was just afraid of leaving the one place that she could recall as being her home. Or perhaps she was afraid of leaving her only family behind. But neither of those two reasons sounded like decent enough excuses if Mikael truly was guilty of the acts that Loki accused him off.

"Lady Alexandra, I understand your pain more than what you think. We share experiences that nobody else can relate to. Together, imagine the feats that we could accomplish." Loki continued, urging her to come join him.

"Does this thing that you are asking me to participate in have anything to do with the treacherous acts that you were talking about earlier?" Trickery questioned and Loki's eyes immediately flicked away from her.

"I don't wish to lie to you," Loki said honestly. "So yes. It would be expected that some people would resist our claim to power and cause unnecessary problems. And problems need to be taken care of."

"I don't think I have it in me to commit more treachery, Loki." Trickery mumbled, resting her head against the wall as she sighed. She wasn't sure how many more lives that she could be able could take away. How many more people that she could let suffer.

She wasn't sure how much more of life that she could endure.

"I shall not force you to do something that you don't desire. But you could get your revenge on all those who wronged you. Those who have kept you imprisoned without your consent." Loki informed her, wishing that she would come join him and help ensure that he wouldn't have to face Thanos' wrath. "You could make Mikael pay."

But Trickery had known all along what her answer would be.

"I can't." She exhaled. "I can't do that to Mikael."

"But Mikael is the man who has continuously wronged you! He is the true mastermind behind your captivity." Loki argued, utterly confused at Trickery's apparent allegiance.

"No, he isn't!" Trickery yelled. "I remember no such thing."

"Just because you don't remember something, doesn't mean it isn't true! I don't remember being born yet I know that I am alive!" Loki pointed out angrily, rolling his eyes at Trickery's ludicrous comment.

"Then show me! You said that you can show me my memories." She disputed, wishing that Loki would agree so that she could finally piece together the torn canvas that is her memories. So she could finally distinguish the difference between the truth and the lies that she had been told.

"I can't." Loki sighed dejectedly and Trickery felt anger well in her chest at his words.

"Why!" She urged. "Why the hell not!"

"Because showing you everything that I need to would overwhelm your mind. It would send you into a state of complete mania. A state that you could never return from." Loki explained and despite Trickery understanding his point, she was still angry that she would continue to be left in the dark about her past.

It was like Loki had dangled the slightest bit of hope in front of her eyes when he showed her one of her past memories. He allowed her to think that she could finally piece together the jigsaw that was her past. But then turned around and denied her the opportunity to do so.

But there had to be a reason for his reluctance. And there could only be one reason as to why she would be sent into such a compromising state if she was to witness her memories.

"Is it that bad?" Trickery said, her tone deathly serious. "Have I truly done that much damage to society."

Loki's gaze hardened at her words, not wishing to give anything away. But even he could not hide the look of pity in his eyes. He felt guilty that he knew more about Trickery's past than what she did.

And she could see that in his eyes.

"Tell me the truth." She ordered.

She knew that she could handle the truth. It had always been the one thing that she desired and she was anxious to finally receive it. But it felt like at every turn, she had been denied the opportunity to hear it.

"I shall not lie to you Trickery, you have caused much devastation on Midgard. But it is also written into my future that I should do the same. So you are not alone." Loki warned and she felt a frown pull at her lips.

"The future is not yet decided." She countered and Loki shook his head with a frown of his own encapturing his lips.

"My future is certain. My story will be told for years to come, marveling at the horror that I am to cause." He trailed off, a look of melancholy entering his previously warm eyes.

"And by the sounds of it, mine will be too." She added, matching his solemn tone.

Loki felt his lips tug upwards at her comment, not quite believing how she handled the fact that he had essentially confessed to committing a massacre. But then again, to him it seemed as if the two were cut from the same cloth. A type of cloth that had been woven with bloodstains, made with tears, and rough to the touch. A type of cloth that nobody desired to have.

"We are the monsters parents tell their children about at night." He laughed dismally and Trickery felt the weight of her frown increase at his words.

"But just as beauty, evil is in the eye of the beholder." She countered which surprised Loki. Her words, albeit biased, were words that he expected to come from someone like his mother. They sounded like they belonged to someone who was wise and of sound mind. Not someone like Trickery who had been enslaved for the last 70 years unknowingly.

But it seemed as if she was constantly surprising him.

Loki gave her a grateful smile, still disagreeing with her words but he appreciated the gesture nonetheless. But before she had the chance to pipe up again, Loki held out his hand in front of Trickery which caused her to furrow her brows in perplexion. She watched as his nimble fingers curled upwards and with a devilish smirk,  he clicked his fingers.

Trickery let out a gasp at the action, not believing what she saw happen right before her eyes. No more than a second ago, Loki held air in his empty palm. But now there laid a silver amulet on a dark woven necklace.

The amulet was of a wolf. His teeth were bared, almost as if he was snarling at his prey. But as his body extended, it was bound in chains, holding him down. Foreign looking runes had been carved into the body of the wolf, spiking Trickery's curiosity as to what they meant. The detail in the necklace was astounding. It was truly beautiful.

Loki extended his hand and held the piece of jewelry out towards Trickery. "Here, if you won't accept my offer of escape, at least accept this." He proposed.

"What is it?" Trickery asked, staring down at the amulet in awe.

"This is the wolf Fenrir. According to your Midgardian legends, he was a giant, monstrous wolf. The Gods feared his power and worried that he would destroy them all so they had him imprisoned. Fenrir broke free of his bonds twice, biting the hand of the one who imprisoned him as he did so. But they managed to chain him back up for a third time. But it is said that when he breaks free again, he will condemn the world to its end as punishment for his life of eternal suffering." Loki explained, holding back his chuckles at the folklore tale about his planet.

Despite its inaccuracy, he still thought that the symbolism was eerily ironic to what Trickery was experiencing. He hoped that like Fenrir, that on her third time of trying to escape that she too would condemn those who imprisoned her to eternal condemnation. That she would make them suffer as she did.

"And Fenrir is not real?" Trickery questioned, taking the amulet from Loki's hand and running the pads of her fingers over the smooth silver.

"If a giant wolf was alive on Asgard, I would know of it." Loki smirked.

Trickery turned her gaze back up from the amulet and looked at Loki who gave her a kind smile. "And why are you giving this to me?" She inquired.

"I believe that this Fenrir embodies your spirit and situation almost identically." He answered honestly, shrugging his shoulders.

A warm smile pulled on Trickery's own lips at his answer. She genuinely appreciated his beautiful gesture. Entirely glad that this was the first possession of hers that she truly did own. It wasn't like her knives or suit that was made for her use. It was something that reminded her of who she was and the promises that the future holds.

"Thank you, Loki." She smiled.

"It's my deepest pleasure, Lady Alexandra." Loki answered, matching her grin. "However, the pendant shall disappear the second I leave as I know that HYDRA will not let you keep such as possession. But if one day you do make it out of here, it shall reappear and hopefully remind you of my visit." He explained.

"How can you do that? How can you make it just magically appear?" Trickery queried, looking between the amulet and Loki in awe.

"My mother taught me," Loki answered with a nostalgic smile.

Trickery frowned at his words, feeling a swell of jealousy festering deep in her stomach. "I never had a mother." She commented lowly.

Loki's smile quickly fell, matching Trickery's own expression. He dearly missed his mother and he couldn't even imagine what it would have been like if he had grown up without her. It would have been torturous to have dealt with his father alone with no one to seek comfort or solace from.

"My mother is the one person I could never harbor ill will towards. She is too good for this world. Especially too good for my father." Loki responded, nearly wincing in pain as he saw his mother's golden locks and warm smile in his memories.

"She sounds like a wonderful woman." Trickery commented, giving him a small smile.

"She is." Loki nodded.

But then both Loki and Trickery were forced out of there reprieve and thrusted back into reality. The pair heard the echoing sounds of footsteps making their way towards Trickery's cell, evoking sad sighs from the both of them. It didn't take a genius to figure out what they were here for as Loki had made sure that he was invisible to all that were outside of this room.

Those footsteps meant that Trickery was going back into the cryo chamber.

"I think it is time for my departure, Lady Alexandra." Loki said sadly. "Are you certain that you don't want to join me?"

"Thank you for everything, Loki. But I know that it is not my time yet." Trickery answered, certainty oozing from her voice.

"Well then, it has been my greatest pleasure, Lady Alexandra." Loki responded, dipping his head in farewell. "I will remember this moment fondly, knowing that I at least have someone else like me who understands my trials and tribulations."

"As shall I, Loki." She returned, matching his sad smile as the cacophony of footsteps became louder and louder with each passing second.

"May our paths cross again." He spoke and in a flash, he was gone. He had disappeared and left Trickery to gaze at the spot that he once stood.

"I'm certain that it will." She murmured to herself right as the doors to her cell were thrown open.

And she was plunged back into the world of isolation and despair yet again.

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Hey guys!!!!

This must be the first update in a while that has actually been on time! I'm very proud of myself! However on that note, I am also due to start exams in a few weeks which will mean that I will not be updating as frequently. Well... more infrequently then normal I should say. But I really do wish that you guys don't forget about the story and will hold out while I try study x

I'm sorry that this chapter is mainly dialogue and is probably very terrible but I thought that it was interesting to share a scene with Loki as the two of them share very similar stories and characteristics. I didn't even realize how similar they were until I began doing my extensive research on him as I edited this chapter

However, I also want to clarify a few things about this chapter that might not have made sense.

1. This chapter takes place before Avengers but after Thor, meaning that Loki is thought to be dead but is really working for Thanos.

2. the legend about Fenrir isn't 100% correct as I had to change it because Norse mythology in the MCU is different to what it is known in our universe.

3. The amulet that Trickery received is pictured down below as I am a horrible at describing things.

Now, the next chapter will take place just after the events of CA:TWS but before Avengers: AOU. So get excited because it is going to be jam-packed with Trickery's past catching up to her.

And without further ado, onto the questions!

1. What did you think of this chapter?

2. What do you think about Loki and Trickery's relationship?

3. What do you think is going to happen next?

4. What is your favorite movie right now?

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