Gifted With Sight.

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A/N: This story is completely finished already. The first and only fic I've written in advance before publishing. I have quite a few stories on the go, because unless I write down whatever idea is in my head, I don't write, period, which is why normally updates are irregular. Not with this story however, which I will publish regularly. It's very short compared to the rest, so enjoy.

Chapter 1

Kelda Potter ground her teeth together as she cleaned the wounds on her arms and bandaged them. She had known she would be unable to get out of receiving wounds today but had managed to get the least of the beatings. A small mercy, but still some relief. Thankfully, her gift meant she was able to avoid the worst in her supposed 'home' but that didn't stop the anger riling up inside her. She wanted to see all those who were responsible for all the hurt she had suffered to see what they had done and be punished for it. Severely. And her chance was coming. While some parts of the future were hazy, seeing her own personal timeline had those drawbacks, she knew most of what had to be done to get her revenge and would gladly do it. Not only would it gain her revenge it would also, eventually, make a better world. A lot of death would have to come first, and a whole lot of preparation, but it would be worth it. She would do all she could to see a new era ushered in and thankfully, she had already begun preparing for it.

Kelda finished bandaging her wounds and got dressed, making herself presentable. Then, she crouched down in front of her trunk and opened it, revealing the altar she had prepared inside it, in order to hide it from her relatives. Thankfully, now she wouldn't need to. She was ready for the ritual. Thankfully, this type of magic couldn't be detected by the ministry sensors.

There was a pentagram with five candles and an Ouroboros snake at the centre, representing the one she wished her message to be conveyed to. That way, only he would hear what she said. She lit the candles and picked up her silver knife. Cutting her palm she let her blood drip onto the pendant. "En anmodning jeg har til gudene av gamle, la min bønn bli hørt." As she concluded the incantation, the candles flared and she closed her eyes.

'My lord? I am unsure if you can hear me, I do not know completely if the ritual worked but, I need to warn you- I am a seer. I have information that without, your plans will fail. I am doing all I can to ensure your victory, but I can only do so much without your knowledge. I don't have enough time here. If you hear this, I need a way to speak with you, please. This will help you become king.'

"You have my attention." Kelda's eyes snapped open and she stood, spinning round as she did so. He was tall, causing her to look up at him. His body was lithe, but his posture screamed dangerous. He had jet black hair that was slicked back and flared out at the back and blue eyes. He was dressed in armour and leather and Kelda couldn't help feel some attraction towards him. She quickly fell to her knees again, bowing her head as she fisted her right hand and brought it over her heart.

"I have seen three possible futures. Only one ends in your victory. Another ends in your death, after you think you have won, and another ends in your defeat and imprisonment."

"What is your name, Seer?"

"Kelda Potter."

"Look at me."

She looked up and his blue eyes met green. Her face was framed by red curly hair that fell to her waist. She couldn't have been more than sixteen/seventeen. She was small and slight for her age, indicating a stunted growth at some point earlier in her life, which may make her look younger than she was.

"Why do you wish to help me? What would you gain from your world's subjugation?"

"Revenge. This world is falling apart. Especially the wizarding world. Your rule will force them into a new age."

"You said revenge."

She nodded. "There's a civil war going on in the wizarding world. Voldemort, a self-styled Dark Lord, attacked my family one night. Miraculously, we all survived. No doubt he stunned my parents in order to gloat after killing myself and my twin brother. But something happened. We were only one at the time and the killing curse rebounded off one of us. Based on his scar being the shape of a heart, my twin, Hadrian, was proclaimed the one who survived the curse, causing it to rebound and hit Voldemort. To be able to give him all the attention and training he would need for Voldemort's return, as the great Albus Dumbledore didn't think he was gone; they passed me onto my mother's non magical sister and brother in law. Who happen to hate magic. Even though I'm top of my year I'm still nothing to them. All I want is the chance of revenge on all those who caused my life to be the way it is. I'll even swear an oath of loyalty to you, on my magic, if that is what you want."

"You know what that would mean if you betrayed me."

"My magic would leave me, killing me in the process. You would always be sure I was loyal."

"Then swear it, Seer. Swear your loyalty to me and then tell me what you know. I am nothing if not true to my word- when given, and I give you my word now, in return for such loyalty, I will reward you, and reward you well."

"On my magic and life, I pledge my loyalty and life to you, Loki. I will never willingly or knowingly betray you and I will do all in my power to ensure your rule. So mote it be." A flash of green surrounded her, binding her to him and his cause. He smirked, before holding out his hand. He helped her stand.

"Now, tell me what you saw."

"The Tesseract is being held by an agency known as SHIELD. When you take it, they will respond by gathering together a group of individuals to form a group known as the Avengers."

"Who will these people be?"

"One will be Thor," she stopped when anger clouded his face, but that quickly disappeared behind a calm mask and he motioned for her to continue. "There will also be a super soldier, known to most as Captain America but his real name is Steve Rogers. He was trapped in the ice until recently and has just been thawed out. This time is strange to him. He's been asleep for seventy years, but he will adjust enough to fight a threat. Then, there is Tony Stark, or Iron Man. He is a genius and uses a suit of armour that can take down many enemies. Bruce Banner, another genius has an alter ego known as the Hulk. He turns into the Hulk, a giant green monster through anger. The angrier he gets, the stronger he gets, and attacking him makes him angry. However, I am working on ways to stop the beast. Then, there is Natasha Romanov, the Black Widow. She is one of SHIELD's best agents and in one of my visions plays an instrumental part in your downfall. Finally, Hawkeye or Agent Clint Barton- Romanov's partner. He is a master assassin as well, but his true power lies in his marksmanship, his preferred weapon being his bow and arrows, mechanised to explode and various other uses to help in a fight. When arriving, you, in all three, take over his mind, it is necessary. He will be needed. And, later on, he is freed from control by Romanov. They will team up and fight your army in New York. When the army comes through, but only after, you will need to kill Dr Selvig. He will have built a failsafe into the shield around the Tesseract, allowing the sceptre you will have to turn it off, closing the portal. Romanov will be the one to do that in the vision you are defeated in. Personally, it is the Hulk you will have to worry about. You would be knocked off the cruiser you're on and into Stark Tower, where the Hulk will seriously injure you, allowing Romanov to get the sceptre. However, as I said, I am working on a potion that, when it hits him, will force him to revert to Dr Banner and cage the Hulk inside him. That will allow you to kill Banner, and then Romanov. If you don't kill them then, and don't stop the Hulk, you will be defeated. The World Security Council will try and send a nuclear missile at New York. My visions have allowed me to search out other supporters and start moving them into place. By the time this comes around, they will be able to stop that missile and disable the SHIELD Hellicarrier. After that, the remaining Avengers will be forced to retreat, having suffered wounds and losing their other team mates. Odin will be able to pull Thor out, before Thor agrees, but this leaves Rogers, Stark and Barton, on their own. The Tesseract will be able to shield this world from any interference from Asgard and that will give you the chance to have the remaining three found and killed or controlled before they can organise any decent resistance. But, Thanos himself will come down for the Tesseract when they and Thor retreat from New York. He will take the Tesseract and kill you, unless you kill him first. You have to hand it to him and then use the moment where he examines it to kill him. Every army he commands, even the Other, will then revert to your command. They will not turn on you. Unless someone else kills you, and then they turn to their control. All thanks to an obscure spell Thanos used to bind them to him. They now have to have a commander. And the commander is the one who kills Thanos. But if he kills you he will destroy this world. If you are defeated, we will eventually destroy ourselves. That moment where he examines the Tesseract will be crucial- it is the only chance you will get, the only time his guard will be down."

"You control your sight to such an extent as to be able to find people who would willingly follow me?"

"With the help of a mixture of Charcoal and Dragons Blood incense with Acacia and ground up Tiger's Eye gem with a certain spell said over it beforehand. I prepared quite a bit for the summer, being unable to perform most magic outside school yet, but I am running out and will have to wait until I turn seventeen. Thankfully, it's only a few weeks away, and then I can leave here and use as much magic as I want. For something like searching for others, I need help inducing visions to see what I need to. Day to day things are a different matter however."

He nodded. "You have given me useful information, Kelda. Continue to do so and you will be generously rewarded. How many in your world have you converted already? How many magic users are at my command?"

"Eight in school with me, two half Veela, two twin brothers and nine ministry workers, one of whom runs the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. I have also found a handful of witches and wizards scattered across the world. I frequently look for others."

"Continue to do so. And also continue looking for non magicals who will be of use when converted. How far along are you with containing this hulk?"

"I believe I am close. I have several of my friends helping me research other potential mixes as quite a few have access to old libraries. Amelia Bones, head of the DMLE has also managed to get some of her people working on it, under the pretence of it being a potion to contain werewolves. My personal attempts before I had to limit myself to research failed, but the summer has provided me with the chance to find more lines to go down."

"The moment you have it completed, I want to hear of it."

"Of course." She nodded.

He looked around the room and his eyes landed on the bandages and antiseptic liquid she had managed to take out from under the noses of her relatives. He picked up the bottle and scanned the writing on the label.

"You have been hurt?"

"Nothing I cannot handle."

"Let me see."

Kelda hesitated.

"I said, let me see." There was no room for argument, so she lifted her top, revealing the bandages that hid bruises and cuts. The bandages vanished, revealing the wounds.

"My gift allowed me to get the least damaging wounds. I was able to avoid my uncle's temper. The worst of it, at least. It wasn't possible entirely."

He stepped towards her and touched her abdomen. Loki's hand was surrounded by soft green light that spread out over her wounds, healing them. When her wounds were healed, he placed the palm of his hand against her forehead and she felt a tingling sensation envelop her body as magic seeped through her. "There, each time someone thinks of harming you now, they will suddenly feel… discouraged, shall we say?" He smirked.

"Thank you, but why?"

"Well, I can hardly have my seer too badly injured to help me now, can I? But, you will get your revenge on this Uncle of yours and the rest of your family, when I win my throne. Tell me about this brother of yours. Do you believe he was the one to survive the curse?"

"Hadrian? Honestly, I'm not sure. I don't know if he has any special abilities or not, but he acts like he does. He's been spoilt rotten and struts around everywhere as if he owns the place he's walking in. I've never seen him do anything special but he's always praised as if he's done something remarkable. My friend Hermione used to be one of his friends. She is still pretending to be, while meeting up with me in secret, just to keep up appearances. If she suddenly began associating with me, someone would notice something was up. As my supposed twin he hardly notices I exist. The times where I'm not worth his attention are probably the best, seeing as they give me chance to work around him. He's highly annoying as he always appears to be everywhere."

"I know how it feels to be the lesser valued sibling. Fret not, Kelda, you have proven to be worth far more than he. I must leave now, but I will return as soon as I am able." With that, he disappeared, leaving the red headed witch alone.

Loki reappeared on the realm Thanos was using as his base. The day had been an interesting one. The young mortal Seer had willingly tied herself to him in order to help him conquer her world. What a strange twist. And to think that her own story was so similar to his own… he thought back over everything she had said to him and smiled. With a seer on his side he could not lose. Especially one of her power. And the loyalty she displayed, well, that would earn her a large reward.

A/N: Translation: A request I have to the gods of old, let my prayer be heard.