Frigga was safe with Jane, running. You were using the power of illusion that you had used, hiding behind a pillar and hoping that Malekith couldn’t hear you breathing. You were trying to focus on keeping up the projection that was talking to Malekith. He had already figured out Jane wasn’t real. You were just hoping that he didn’t try to touch Frigga.
“You’re just an illusion.” You heard him say. That’s when a pair of large hands grabbed you and pulled you from your hiding spot. They held you firmly as Malekith walked towards you.
“Stand down.” You said, trying to sound tough. He just laughed.
“Such a tiny woman.” He said.
“Who are you?” You asked, knowing who he was from your reading but trying to stall until someone could come help you.
“I am Malekith.” He stalked closer to you. “And I will have what is mine.” You whimpered a bit. You were just praying that Frigga
It got louder and louder the more you listened.
"JARVIS, what's that noise?" You ask, looking around the kitchen in Stark Tower for any of your team members playing guitar or any sign of music.
"It appears to be music, Miss (L/N)." JARVIS responds, the british voice coming from all around you. You rolled your eyes and sighed, setting your hands on your hips, "Thanks, JARVIS, that's very helpful." You say sarcastically.
He doesn't respond and you begin walking toward the living room, the music got louder and louder, and you could hear someone singing. A male voice, singing a soft tune.
You raised your eyebrows and looked around the living room, surprised to see Thor, a member of the team The Avengers, standing in the middle of the room. All the furniture had been pushed away, except for a radio, which you now recognized to be pl