Prologue

*just a warning to all who has decided to read this, I have NEVER seen any of the Marvel movies. No Ironman Captain America or Avengers so I do not know their personalities and I really don't know anything about Loki. I thought it would be kind of fun to try to write this and not know much about the characters and then I'll go and watch all the movies so if you don't like this story, don't worry about leaving me a review about what is wrong with the story just stop reading because it really won't help Thanks have a good day/night*

The fight against Captain America had been a long and difficult one. It took Loki all the strength that he had just to get a one on one fight with Captain America. The other Avengers had been very persistent with staying together, but by the time it was just the two of them, Loki had used up quite a bit of his energy.

They fought on the thirteenth floor of a building that was still being built with a view that overlooked the ocean. It was a beautiful view that would give them a great view of the sunset if they actually stopped to look at it.

Loki laughed, trying to hide his fatigue.

"It's just you and me now. You don't have your little friends here to save you."

Captain America gritted his teeth as his enemy landed a punch to the left side of his face. He stumbled back, but did not fall.

"That's fine by me." Captain America said, sounding a little winded. "I have been wanting a fight just you and me."

"And now you shall be defeated by me."

The two men exchanged blows back and forth, their weapons now laid abandoned several floors under them. Their cloths were filthy and torn and barely clung to their body.

Loki's once pale skin was now filthy like his cloths, the cuts that littered his body were bloody. His long dark hair once neat was now matted and stuck up in many different directions. He no longer looked like the same man.

Punch after punch, they moved forward and back, getting closer and closer to the edge of the building. They could feel the cool breeze coming off the ocean and chilling the air. It would only get cooler the more the sun began to set.

Down below them several floors, they could hear the rapid footsteps of the Avengers making their way up the stairs. It wouldn't take them very long to get to their Captain to help him and then Loki would be in big trouble! He would have to end this fast because he wouldn't have the strength to fight them all together.

Being slightly distracted, Loki never saw the attack coming until it was too late. His enemy's foot had come up fast and connected with his chest, sending him flying backwards.

Loki winced as the rough ground tore up not only his cloths, but his skin as well. It felt like somebody was dragging rough sandpaper across his skin. There now was a long smear of blood across the floor and the injury bled quite a bit and stung.

He struggled to stand, his vision blurred. Things were not going well On top of all his injuries, the Avengers were now only a few floors below them.

"They have come too late to save you!" Loki boasted, as if his injuries were nothing.

Even with the odds against him, he was confident that he would win. Deep down though, Loki knew that he was in deep shit.

"You really like to hear yourself talk, don't you?" Captain America said quietly.

Loki's eyes narrowed and he let out a low growl. Reaching back he put his entire weight into punching his enemy right in the gut. Captain America's air rushed from his lungs with just that one punch and he instantly felt winded. He stumbled backwards several steps and he gasped for air while trying to keep an eye on his enemy, but he was seeing stars.

Another blow knocked the hero to the ground and Loki laughed triumphantly as he now hovered over him. Captain America laid among broken glass, his clothes ripped and bleeding from fresh injuries.

Now the Avengers were now only one floor away and they could hear Loki's annoying laughter. They just hoped that they wouldn't be too late.

They reached the final landing and came to a halt at the sight. They didn't want to just run forward and get the Captain killed. They couldn't see any weapons, but that didn't mean that Loki wasn't hiding any.

That guy was very unpredictable. There was no telling what that guy could do, especially with his back facing them.

Loki turned slightly so he could turn to look at them, but not enough to see that he was actually unarmed.

"You have arrived just in time to watch your fearless leader die." Loki boasted. "I am a god! You cannot defeat me!"

Captain America laid there glaring up at his enemy. That guy really liked to hear himself talk. It really annoyed him. If only he had a weapon….

He moved his hand only slightly to better support himself but it was enough that the broken glass cut him, causing him to wince and that's when it hit him. He no longer was unarmed.

If he was planning to attack, he would have to be fast. He could move fast, but so could Loki. If he missed now, he would leave himself open just long enough that it could mean life or death.

Slowly his fingers wrapped around the long shard of glass, being careful not to tip off his enemy of his plans. He could feel warm liquid slid down his fingers.

With narrowed eyes, he moved quickly, his movements blurred as he was on his feet and lunging forward with a quick movement of his arm, he swung at Loki who just had noticed the movement at the last moment.

Captain America watched as Loki leaned away from the attack, but the end of the long shard still got him, cutting him right across the bridge of his nose. The sudden pain and splatter of blood caught him off guard and he lost his balance.

That's when Captain America saw his opening to attack. Using his momentum, he continued forward, this time stabbing at his enemy, he got him right in the left shoulder, then the ride side of his ribs.

Loki winced each time the shard of glass pierced his skin. As it sliced right though his skin, the glass slid right between his ribs and nicked his lungs. He felt the air leave his lungs in a rush and it left him gasping for air. He stumbled backwards, his mouth opening but no sound came out.

Captain America watched as Loki struggled to regain his balance. Then he realized that Loki was going to fall right off the edge of the building. His breath caught in his throat as he threw himself forward and reached out for the other man's hand. Their fingers touched for a fraction of a second, then the gap between them widened.

The rest of the Avengers came running forward, not that any of them could do anything for they were way too late.

"LOKI!" Captain America shouted as he looked over the edge.

They watched as Loki hit the icy water below and the waves swallowed him up.

"There wasn't anything you could have done." Iron Man said quietly.

Captain America stood there in shock, unable to say a word. A very worthy opponent suddenly gone, washed away by a giant wave. How could somebody so strong just disappear?

"Captain?" The Hulk said, breaking through his thoughts. "We should go.."

"…yeah…"

They slowly made their way back down the stairs still too stunned to say anything. From a distance, they could hear the high wine of sirens from emergency vehicles quickly making their way through the city streets in their direction.

As they stepped onto the first floor, the first group of police cars were just beginning to pull up to the building.

It was the end of a long fight for the Avengers, but they weren't feeling too good about it.

TBC