=Before I start I would like to say I own nothing for the avengers and full credit of the avengers goes to its original makers of the film and comics ect.=

Authors note: Il keep this short :P This is just a story that came to me and I decided to share it, it will have some comedy, action and romantic scenes but there will be no smut. Extra ideas for chapters would be great if you want to include them just message me :D Thanks for reading and I cant spell very well...here we go!

ALL OF THIS STORY IS IN LOKIS POV

Chapter 1 The Great Escape

Day 718, it has been just over 2 years and I am still in the prison cell on earth. They have tagged me so I am considered human to other mortals and I have lost all my powers. They have thrown me in this bunker with a radio and have sealed it all around so no one can get in and I cant get out, a single camera hangs in the corner...ever watching me but I have managed to make it look like I am always sleeping. I spent the first 6 months sleeping so they assumed it was a dummy. They checked up on me every couple of days just to find the real me asleep on my hard wooden bed, the visits became less frequent until they stopped. They think its me sleeping now but its just some pillows arranged to look like me. Simple humans. I must have my revenge. I have crafted a disguise ring out of the radio so I look different. I plan to escape in two hours without being noticed and act homeless at the avenger mansion, they should take pity on those of their own mortality and take me in.

Loki.

I burn the piece of paper along with the others I have written on into the fire. They have served their purpose of keeping me sane in the last two years and pull on my old ragged clothes. I would have to buy some mortal ones if I wish to keep up appearances with them. I managed to also craft a one-way teleport out of some spare parts and the small amount of metal ore inside these rock walls, it will get me out but never back in again. By the time they figure out I have escaped they will believe I am back in Asgard. With a deep breath I glance around my make shift home and give a nod of goodbye before disappearing and arriving instantly next to a large yellow sign that read -mac donalds- The light burned my eyes as I looked away and stumbled to a wall made out of glass. I didn't look perfect but believable to be homeless. I had dark long brown hair and strong cheekbones and a tall structure, a thick unappealing bushy beard and piercing blue eyes.

Satisfied with my appearance I push away and see the mansion off in the distance on top of a large hill covered in luscious green grass that seemed to go on for miles. I like the colour green. The mansion was bigger than I expected had four black cars parked in front of it.

I was so entangled with its appearance I did not notice that I had walked to the driveway and stood at the large wooden door.

I knocked once. Then twice.

A man opened it who was slightly smaller than me with short blonde hair. The one known as hawkeye who I so easily manipulated on our last encounter.

"Please sir, I am in pain..." And with that I collapsed.