His kryptonite | Loki · Y/n story by @naomi

Smoke and fire painted the New York skyline in shades of ruin. Chitauri screeched overhead, their wounded shrieks mixing with the wail of sirens below.

Steve Rogers

We need a new plan. He's been two steps ahead of us the whole time.

Tony Stark

No kidding. My repulsors are down to twelve percent, and I'm pretty sure that alien army isn't about to take a coffee break.

The sound of Mjolnir striking a Chitauri rang out like a thunderclap. Thor landed beside them, cape billowing with the force of his arrival.

Thor

Warriors of Midgard! I have led us into this fray with all the strength of Asgard behind me—

Tony Stark

Spare me the Shakespeare, Point Break. We're losing.

Thor's face fell. He looked at the burning streets, at the fallen, at the chaos his brother had unleashed. Something ancient flickered across his features. A memory, buried beneath centuries.

Thor

There is one... one who may help us.

Natasha Romanov

You've been holding out on us, Goldilocks? Who?

Thor

gripping Mjolnir tighter Loki—he cared for someone, once. Before the madness took him. Before the lies. She was the only one he ever truly listened to.

Clint Barton

I'm gonna stop you right there. Are we talking about another Asgardian? Because the one we've got is already a handful.

Thor

Her name is Y/n. Daughter of Poseidon. The oceans themselves answer to her. She was our childhood friend—Loki's closest companion in all the Nine Realms.

Steve Rogers

Poseidon. As in, Greek god of the sea? That Poseidon?

Thor

nods, somber The realms are vast and older than your histories remember. She retreated to Earth's waters long ago. I... I have not seen her since we were children. But if any can stop Loki without destroying him, it is her.

Tony Stark

So let me get this straight—your plan is to find a mermaid goddess who's apparently been ghosting you for a thousand years and ask her to help us take down your crazy brother?

Thor

meets Tony's eyes Yes. Precisely.

The building shook as another explosion rocked the street below. The Chitauri were multiplying, pressing closer. They were running out of time.