The Final Avenger prt 1 LokiRoo"Dad!"The small girl yelled as she ran through the kitchen, holding her chest."Where is it!"Sherlock poked his head round the kitchen door to see Roo throwing knives out of the drawer looking for something; she appeared to be unusually out of breath."Top cupboard left hand side second shelf
in the cereal box
"Sherlock spoke with a slight sigh. He still owed James Moriarty a hard smack for what he had done to his daughter. Roo managed to grab a glowing cylinder and lifting her shirt stared at the weakly glowing set of lights in the centre of her chest. This had been something Tony had done for her after she was shot. Unfortunately now, she ran on batteries of a sort. Tony had called it an Arc Reactor; he had one too after an accident involving shrapnel that should have killed him. His reactor prevents shrapnel from entering his heart; Roo's prevents the bullet from penetrating too deep into hers.
LokiRoo drabbleRoo realized she had made 2 mistakes, rather large ones which caused her to be where she was now.Firstly, she had made the bizarre choice of trusting a man known as a trouble maker and a miscreant.Secondly, she had locked herself in a room with aforementioned man
***Roo paced back and forth, staring at the gagged man who simply watched her in return with large blue eyes, cold as ice. She noted that the room as a good 2 degrees colder than the rest of the apartment, his pupils were sharp, breath rate was normal even with that painful looking metal gag slash harness in his mouth, stopping him from talking. His manner was surprising, cool, calm, collected despite being imprisoned in a dark room with chains given by a man who claimed to be his brother."I can't figure you out."The man tried to laugh but the gag stopped him, Roo held up a key which made him stop, watching her carefully with the slightest of grins showing in those pale eyes. Roo scr
Holmes ASSEMBLE"Are these necessary Natasha?"James rattled his handcuffs attached to the radiator, Tasha span on her heel, holding Aly close to her chest as she grinned."James, you tried to kill Aly. You're lucky I didn't kill you."She hissed sharply as Sherlock grinned to her, resisting the urge to kill was hard for a Moriarty at the best of times, but Tasha knew more than the average psychopathic murderer, which was potentially frightening."Blame him!"James yelled to Tasha, suddenly fighting his restraint to the radiator, cutting his wrists with the metal handcuffs in the process. He winced for merely a moment and looked over to the other dark haired man with his head down who was chained to the curtain rail with a metal chain that Tasha could have sworn was almost electrified."Shut up."Came the quiet reply from the man with his head down as his face rose, bright eyes stared at Tasha and beckoned her close. Tasha placed Aly down in a bouncer and walked toward
Her EyesHer eyes had never been lost on him, not even when he ignored her and tried to ignore those deep brown, near black eyes staring into his soul. Not even when she pinned him against the wall and landed a probably well-deserved punch into his ribs, then another into his stomach causing him to slide down as she let him go. Naturally he was insane for even considering any of this. The possibility of her being anything more than a curious anomaly for his mind was extremely slim, but still
The one thing that had legitimately caught his attention was the way she acted. Being a transfer from an American high school somewhere in North Carolina didn't interest him, the championship amateur wrestling she did didn't either. The fact this girl had dreams of working for wrestling promotions across the globe was barely of interest to anyone let alone him so what could it have been."Hey nerd."The British accent called across the room as the