Heiii :D I'm baaaaack!...hello?...no one?...awww well xD I've decided to write a multichapter Avengers/Sherlock crossover, cause my internet is going crazy and I can't read any fanfiction stories, I've decided to write one :D It takes place around the time Loki is captured and put on the helicarrier and after the Reichenbach Fall (John is married and knows Sherlock is alive) If I do a pairing its gonna be Sherlock/Loki, but only if you guys want that ;) so, now that thats done...on to the story!
Disclaimer: I own nothing (regretably) ;D
Mycroft walked leisurely down the pristine hallway of the helicarrier. He smirked when he thought of the reaction he was likely to produce from the famous one-eyed director of SHIELD. The SHIELD employees passing him, barely spared him a second glance. Mycroft shook his head and sighed. He just snuck onto the most secure (supposedly) place in the world and no one noticed.
Mycroft almost stopped when he saw a group of security guards head toward him, but then he realized they were escorting a prisoner down the hall. He stepped to the right to let them pass and the corner of his mouth turned up in a devious smile when he realized it was the Norse god of mischief they were guarding. Said god looked at Mycroft and his devilish smile with a shocked face, though he was good at hiding it.
Mycrofts eyes followed the group until they were out of sight. He looked back toward the way he was heading and, to his amazement, saw Tony Stark a.k.a Iron Man coming out of a room accomponied by a Phil Coulson, the Avengers-SHIELD liasion. They headed down the hall to the control room.
Mycroft followed them at a discreet pace, listening in as they talked about Stark flying Coulson to Portland. Mycroft mentally looked through his file of Agent Coulson and remembered that Coulson's 'love interest' lives there.
When they reached the control room, Mycroft slipped in behind them and listened as they talked about Loki and his plans of 'taking over the world'. Mycroft scoffed at the lack of imagination of todays villians. Where was Moriarity when you needed him?
Mycrofts scoff finally caught the attention of the people sitting at the table and the Director standing at the head of it. Said Director narrowed his eye at the man with the umberella standing near the wall.
"Who the hell are you and how did you get in here?" Nick Fury demanded. Everyone looked between the outraged Director and the cooly smiling man.
"Are you asking how I came to be in this room or how I came to be on this helicarrier?" Mycroft walked forward and looked around the control room. Silence reigned as everyone figured out that Mycroft was not supposed to be here. The would-be Avengers stood up and grabbed their respective weapons. All except Tony who just grinned at Mycroft, who rolled his eyes at the actions of the other people in the room.
"I broke in, as you might say. I hacked your system and pinpointed your location. I then proceeded to fly here and walked right through your so-called security. I then followed Agent Coulson and Anthony Stark to the control room and here I am. Anything else you would like to know?" Mycroft smirked at the half shocked, half murderous expression on Director Fury's face.
"Who are you?" The question didn't come from the Director of SHIELD as one would expect, but from the still grinning mouth of . Mycroft smiled a deadly smile at the people standing around the table, with their weapons pointed at him.
"My name is Mycroft Holmes." He turned to face the rapidly paling face of Director Fury and held out his hand. "Nice to finally meet you."
Silence permeated the room as Nick Fury reached a shaking hand out to greet the most influencial man on the planet. Everyone surrounding the two men was shocked at the state of their Director. Never had they seen the usually so stoic man so intimidated. Not even Coulson could remember a time when he saw this expression on his boss's face.
Tony sprang forward and pushed Fury out of the way and the people in the room, who thought nothing could surprise them, were flabberghasted when Stark stepped forward and embraced the man opposite him. Nick's mouth dropped open and he gasped, actually gasped, when did not immediately have him assassinated by the snipers that were undoubtedly hidden somewhere close by. Instead, Mycroft patted the mans back and smiled a tiny smile as he pulled back and looked at the exuberant expression on the billionaires face.
"How've you been Myc? How's my little 'Lock?" Stark asked the man, his hands resting on his shoulders. Mycroft laughed at his brothers nickname.
"I'm fine Tony. Don't let Sherlock catch you calling him that when he visits." Tony laughed and turned to face his team mates.
"Guys, this is my godfather, Mycroft. Mycroft, these are the Avengers, or we're supposed to be the Avengers, but I havent even met some of them. Speaking of..." Tony walked towards Bruce Banner with an oustrechted hand. "It's nice to finally meet you. Your work on antiparticle collision is unparalled and I'm a huge fan of the way you lose control and turn into a big green rage monster."
Mycroft chuckled at the perplexed expression on Bruces face and almost burst out laughing at Bruce's akward "Thanks.", but Mycroft was able school his features into an emotionless mask, he had a reputation to uphold after all.
"Wait, wait, wait." Captain America raised his hands as if to stop anymore confusing information from reaching him. "I don't understand. If you're just godfather, why is Direcror Fury not mad, but frightened that you're on his flying boat?" Stark snorted at that, but Mycroft beat him to answering the Captains question.
"I occupy a minor position in the British government." Mycroft answered evenly, a politicians smile on his face. Tony couldn't help but scoff and elaborated.
"Myc runs all the goverments, all around the world. He's behind every queen, emperor, president. All of it. He makes all the important decisions." Tony said proudly, while looking at his godson.
Everyone stared at the seemingly unimportant man in their midst. He could start a war with one text message, make an empire fall with one phone call, blow up the world with one push of a button. No wonder Fury was so careful around him.
Thor though was more focused at something else Steve Rogers had said. He stood up and walked toward Mycroft and stopped in front of him. He raised his hand as if to shake Mycoft's, but when Mycoft raised his hand to reciprocate, Thor grabbed Mycroft's forearm in a sign of respect and Mycroft did the same.
"I am Thor Odinson, Prince of Asgard. I welcome you Mycroft Holmes, God Father of Midgard." Mycroft stilled when he realized what Thor said, but then smirked evilly.
"Thank you Thor Odinson of Asgard. Welcome to my realm." Mycroft said seriously, to Fury's growing horror. Tony burst out laughing, clutching his stomach as he doubled over. Mycroft smirked at his godson. Thor stepped back and bowed slightly to Mycroft, much to the growing amusement of the rest of the Avengers. Even Natasha, a.k.a. black Widow, had to hide a smile at the gods naïve way.
Mycroft looked over at the screen in the center of the table, where an imprisoned God of Mischief resided. Mycroft looked up at the hesitant face of Director Fury.
"I want to talk to him."
-Containment Area, Helicarrier-
After a surprisingly little amount of arguing, Mycroft found himself at the entrance of Loki's cell room. Agent Coulson had escorted him and when they reached their destination, said with a slight warning in his voice, "We'll be watching from the control room."
Mycroft chuckled and responded with a simple "As will I.", opened the door and entered the room.
Loki looked up as a man walked into his 'room'. It was the human he had passed in the hallway. The only one that hadn't seemed even a little afraid of him.
Mycroft observed Loki, who in turn obseved Mycroft. Mycroft scanned Loki's clothes and deduced him. He tutted. Daddy issues. Classic. Loki looked confused at the slight dissapointment written across the older mans face. Why is he dissapointed? Who is this curious human? He is important, slave. He is close to the one you want, the one with the eyes of Storm and Sea. We will help you. Help ussss. A voice hissed in his mind and his eyes widened. His gaze zeroed on the human standing behind the glass. He is close to the One?
Mycroft tilted his head at the pained expression on the gods face and smiled, easily reading his expression.
"So you remember, Loki? Or is it only a faded memory? Do you remember him, Loki? Do you remember me?" Mycroft chuckled at the shocked face of the God of Mischief. He slowly walked around the circular glass prison. Loki's eyes followed his movements, he walked towards the place the human had stopped walking and touched a hand to the glass.
"Who are you?" asked the mystified God. Mycroft smiled and Loki shivered as an icy wind, colder than those on the frost giants planet, swept through his cell. Tiny cracking noises could be heard as frost spread across the glass surrounding his cell. His breath came out in little puffs of white as his warm breath hit the cold air. He stared at the human in shock.
"I am known on Midgard, as you would call it, as Mycroft Holmes." The hu- the...unknown creature before him answered sardonically. Loki narrowed his eyes.
"What are you?" Loki whispered, then asked even quieter, "Where is he?" Mycroft smiled mysteriously and then the trance that Loki was under vanished. He jerked away from the glass and snarled at Mycroft. "Tell me, what I wish to know!"
Mycroft smirked and swung his umberella as he walked back to the entrance of the Containment Area.
"Time to choose a side, Loki Odinson." Was the last thing Loki heard as the man exited the room.
-Control Room, Helicarrier-
Nick Fury leaned back in his seat and stared at the wall across from him, mentally going through all he had seen on the video feed. He added a new point on his list of things he didn't know about Mycroft Holmes. What is he?
He looked around at the shocked faces of his team and felt relieved, but also dissapointed that he hadn't imagined the whole thing. Stark was the only one who didn't appear even remotely surprised, which roused Fury's suspicions about the Iron Man. The only one who looked more shocked than anyone was Thor. He stared unblinkingly at the screen in the center of the table.
"Surely not..." Thor mumbled. "There has to be a different explanation." Everyone turned to look at the God of Thunder. He looked up from the table and looked straight at Stark. Thor spoke again, but this time in a different language. One that Fury was sure was the language of the Asgardians. Tony, instead of not understanding a word, as was expected of him, answered Thor in the same language fluently, much to Thor's surprise.
"How rude of you, Tony." said an amused voice from the doorway. "You know, no one can understand you." Tony actually looked a little sheepish at his godfathers reprisal. "And you, Thor." Mycroft Holmes said as he looked at the God of Thunder. "Frigga taught you better than that." he said with a wink.
Okay :D that was the first chapter, i hope you guys liked it . Im really surprised about how the story has turned out so far. I wasn't gonna make the Holmes brothers into anything special, just normal humans, but Mycroft took on a life of his own, when he talked to Loki...btw im open to suggestions on what pairings you would like to see: who should i pair with Mycroft for example? plz, give me some feedback :)
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