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[After being humiliated within the dungeons, after having unfair punishments exacted on him for merely doing what he had been raised to do, after being driven out of Asgard only a hair's breadth ahead of an executioner's axe, Loki has found himself back on Midgard. He no longer wishes to rule here, he has no interest in being a God to a race such as the humans, he wishes only for vengeance.
Hatred and rage burn hot in his chest for Thor, for all of the so-called Avengers, for their part in his downfall. He wishes to make them pay, to make them understand the gravity of their actions, and to finally know who it is who stands as the most worthy among them before he obliterates all trace of them from this pathetic realm. Once that is done, once Midgard lies in ruins, he can turn his attentions once more back to Asgard and the throne that should be his by rights.
He has laid his plans carefully.
The first stages went without issue. A disturbance caused in one of the smaller American towns, anonymously so as not to draw out all the Avengers in full force, only needing one of them for now. One to lure the others, to make them worry, to impair their decisions. It seems providence that the one delivered to his hands is the Hawk's Eye once more. Illusions of petty criminals draw his attention and arrows, and he is rendered unconscious with one swift blow to the head.
He would return to consciousness within a glass-walled cell, unarmed and stripped of all technology that had been on his body when he had been retrieved. Loki is sat just beyond the glass reading a book, for all the world as though he had nothing more pressing to do.]
Hatred and rage burn hot in his chest for Thor, for all of the so-called Avengers, for their part in his downfall. He wishes to make them pay, to make them understand the gravity of their actions, and to finally know who it is who stands as the most worthy among them before he obliterates all trace of them from this pathetic realm. Once that is done, once Midgard lies in ruins, he can turn his attentions once more back to Asgard and the throne that should be his by rights.
He has laid his plans carefully.
The first stages went without issue. A disturbance caused in one of the smaller American towns, anonymously so as not to draw out all the Avengers in full force, only needing one of them for now. One to lure the others, to make them worry, to impair their decisions. It seems providence that the one delivered to his hands is the Hawk's Eye once more. Illusions of petty criminals draw his attention and arrows, and he is rendered unconscious with one swift blow to the head.
He would return to consciousness within a glass-walled cell, unarmed and stripped of all technology that had been on his body when he had been retrieved. Loki is sat just beyond the glass reading a book, for all the world as though he had nothing more pressing to do.]
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