The square was unusually quiet.
In the heart of Stuttgart, civilians stared in confusion as a man in green and gold stepped into the open. Loki's eyes glinted with mischief and arrogance as he extended his scepter, blasting a nearby building for attention. Screams followed. Panic spread. Within seconds, chaos took over.
He stepped forward, arms raised. "I am Loki, of Asgard. Kneel before your rightful ruler!"
People, terrified and confused, began to kneel. His voice, charismatic and powerful, echoed with a twisted sense of grandeur.
But before he could revel further in dominance, a familiar red, white, and blue figure dropped from a jet.
Captain America stood firm, his shield ready. "The last time someone told people to kneel, we disagreed," he said coldly.
Loki grinned. "The old ways are best. Order, purpose... You'll learn."
They clashed. Loki moved with surprising agility, his scepter colliding with Cap's shield in a clash of magic and will. But Cap was trained, relentless. Soon, Loki realized resistance was futile. Smiling darkly, he dropped his weapon and raised his hands.
"I surrender."
Steve, though suspicious, secured Loki and contacted the team. A Quinjet soon arrived, carrying Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff, Bruce Banner, and Itachi.
Inside the jet, the tension was thick.
Tony leaned back, watching Loki with narrowed eyes. "This guy caused a full-blown panic attack just for fun. You sure he's done?"
Loki merely smirked.
Itachi remained silent, seated near a window, his eyes closed in thought. He felt something... off. The chakra inside Loki wasn't normal — too chaotic, too foreign.
Suddenly, a flash of lightning cracked through the sky.
An explosion of wind hit the jet, and then — boom.
Thor.
He landed on the jet mid-air, opening the hatch effortlessly and pulling Loki out in a single motion. Then, both vanished into the clouds.
"Did we just get mugged by a thunder god?" Tony exclaimed.
Steve grabbed his parachute. "Let's go after them."
"Wait," Itachi said calmly. "I'm coming too."
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They landed in a dense forest where Thor had taken Loki.
Thor stood in the clearing, gripping Loki's collar. "You have disgraced our name, brother."
Loki scoffed. "Always so dramatic."
Suddenly, Iron Man blasted onto the scene, repulsors glowing. "Hey, Goldilocks! You forgot the 'we come in peace' part."
Thor turned. "You are not welcome here, mortal."
"And yet, I'm here," Tony replied, raising his hand.
The standoff ignited. Thor launched forward, Mjolnir flying. Iron Man dodged, countered with a blast. Trees shattered. The ground shook.
Then, a swirl of black feathers — Itachi appeared, Sharingan glowing.
He observed Thor, reading his movements instantly.
Thor struck — but Itachi was gone. Reappearing behind him, Itachi used genjutsu. For a split second, Thor saw illusions: a battlefield of gods, thunder raining endlessly.
Shaking it off with a growl, Thor turned — only for Itachi to summon a temporary chakra-based replica of Mjolnir, mimicking its energy signature.
With swift precision, Itachi struck Thor back. The god of thunder stumbled, shocked.
"You... wield Mjolnir's power?" Thor muttered.
"No," Itachi said calmly. "I only copied your rhythm."
In the distance, Loki smirked and disappeared in a puff of green light.
"Damn it!" Tony shouted. "He played us."
Cap arrived just in time to see the wreckage.
"That's enough!" he barked. "We need to work together, not tear each other apart."
Thor, catching his breath, finally nodded. "Agreed. But I will take Loki back to Asgard."
"We'll talk about that," Steve said.
As everyone regrouped, Itachi stood still, watching the skies. Thunder echoed, but his focus was elsewhere. Something darker was coming.