My first story here. I'm not sure if I will write a second chapter.
English is not my native language, so if you see any grammar/spelling mistakes, please notify me. :)

"If it's all the same to you, I'll have that drink now."

At first Tony smirked at the smug looking god laying beneath him. And then he realized this man had killed hundreds of people in Manhattan, and his smirk quickly disappeared.

"Stand up. Put your hands next to your head." He heard Barton say, and when Loki turned to face him, he couldn't keep himself composed anymore.

When his fist collided with the mischief god's face, he felt satisfaction blooming within him. However when the god fell plainly the side, unconscious, he felt suddenly nervous. There was one big blonde Asgardian god of thunder standing behind him, that would probably disapprove of what he just did.

Shit.

Tony turned around, and saw Thor looking at him with a glare that could kill. This isn't going to end up well, Tony thought to himself. Thor's biceps only was already as large as Tony's face. Behind him he heard jingling and he knew that Clint was fastening the magical cuffs that they got from Thor around Loki's wrists.

"I-I... hey Thor, you know what, I never meant to knock him out, ya know... The guy was weak already-"

"Cease your talking Stark, or I might do things I will regret later." Thor said gruffly.
That threat was enough shut Tony up for hours.

The first time Loki woke up, he couldn't make out anything, except a horrible ache that engulfed his head. He only made out a few dark blurs before he passed out again.

The second time he woke up the first thing he tried was to see where he was, were it not for the harsh pain filling his head. Everything was still blurred, and had strange colors. After a while he adjusted, and he could make up that he was laying on the floor of a huge glass room. Outside he saw strange devices running on some sort of electricity.

Midgard... His mind guessed. Why was he on Midgard?
He tried then to reach for his magic to get rid of the pounding in his head but... My magic! Loki thought frantically to himself, why couldn't he reach it?!

When he tried to move his hands to perform his magic the harder way he noticed that he couldn't move his arms too. A small chain connected both of his cuffed wrists together behind his back. He found out quickly that it was blocking his magic, and that it was made out of some sort of metal he couldn't break. No! This couldn't be true! And it was only when he noticed that he couldn't speak either that he understood that he was a prisoner. Whoever had captured him had placed an efficient metal muzzle over his mouth, disabling him from using his greatest weapon. A piece of metal stuck out to end into his mouth and pressed his tongue uncomfortably down.

Loki panicked. Why can I not remember how I got here?! Thor knows I'm here, right? But... But what if he doesn't? Besides, if he didn't know how he got on Midgard, then Thor surely did neither. Loki rolled over to his back and rested uncomfortably on his hands. Surely Thor would try to save him, right? Thor was always there for him. He stared at the ceiling with blank eyes, and found himself looking at a black device attached to it. He wondered for what purpose it served. When he heard a door slide open he tried to stand up, looking who was coming in. But his legs didn't agree with him on that, and he stumbled against the glass wall. Leaning on it for keeping his balance, he saw two men advance on him. They both wore the same black outfits, and some sort of logo was imprinted on it. They opened the door to his room, and Loki backed away as much as he could. He had a feeling they did not come with kind intentions.

"Keep hold of him."
The smallest of the two said. The other one nodded and proceeded to advance on Loki. The man grabbed Loki's left arm, and spun him around, making him feel nauseous, given the headache he had. Then he hooked his arms under Loki's shoulders, and Loki realized that he was completely vulnerable in this position. Loki tried to twist himself free out of the man's firm grip, but strangely enough he couldn't throw the mortal off. Had these cuffs also taken his godly powers? Then he noticed the shorter mortal stood before him, and it dawned on him what they were going to do. No, please no. The man simply gave him a grin before punching him in his face.

The moment his fist connected with Loki's face, Loki's entire world existed only from agony. He tried to refrain from crying out, but he couldn't help it to let out a grunt of pain.

"You like that, huh?" The man mockingly asked him and spat in Loki's face. "here's another one then!" With those words the man kicked Loki in his stomach zone, and the god responded by crying out loudly now, though it was muffled behind the muzzle effectively. Loki could feel how his whole body staggered from the pain. If the man behind him had not held him, he would have fallen for sure. When the man raised his hand again for a punch, Loki started struggling against the other man's grip again. A small spark of fear showed in the god's eyes and the man before him grinned, his eyes settling on his scared prey. And when Loki felt the fist for a second time, he prayed that Thor would find and save him soon.

"Why did you attack my brother?!" Thor snarled at Stark as soon as they had reached Stark tower, his usually bright blue eyes now burning with rage.

"Thor, I never meant to hit him that hard, and come on, don't you say he didn't deserve it! The guy has killed people! You know, they are dead forever, and can't be brought back!" Stark responded harshly. "You know how much people live in this fucking city?! If he succeeded in this plan of his, eight million people could have found death! And you dare call me an asshole for just punching the guy?" Tony yelled back at the Norse god when the thunderer attempted to speak again.

Thor looked guilty now, accusing one of his new friends of being unfriendly to their enemy, who was also his little manipulative brother. "I-I..."Thor was short on words to explain why Stark shouldn't have hit Loki. "I believe that you are right in your judgement, but still you cannot hurt an defenseless man. And he did nothing but ask a drink." Thor said.

"Loki is not defenseless! Haven't you seen what he did today? Asking for a drink could have been a distraction! He could have tricked us all!" The last words reminded Thor painfully of how Loki had stabbed him on the tower they were currently in.

"What the hell is the guy doing now anyways?" Stark threw his hands up in the air and walked over to his monitors, grabbing a bottle of scotch along the way.

Thor finally understood why Stark had hit his brother and felt little remorse for Loki now. Still he decided to see how his brother was doing, and he walked over to Tony. Tony groaned as soon as he saw the blonde approaching him, and shifted his weight over to his other foot. "Buddy, you gotta stop it now about reindeer games, I'm not in the mood for such a thing." He sighed. He was pleasantly surprised though when Thor only told him that he wanted to see how Loki was doing. He commanded Jarvis to show Thor the footage they got from Loki's new cell and a screen with the mischief god popped up.

When Thor saw that his brother was simply laying down on the floor, he asked Stark if it was possible to see Loki. "I wish to know why he attacked Earth, why he killed people. I want to know if he regrets it."

Loki wasn't weak. Loki wouldn't cry. Loki was strong, and could wait. Even if it was for a millennia. The two men had left him short ago, mumbling something about security cameras. Loki did not know what those were. As soon as the man had let go of him, Loki crumbled to the floor in pain. He felt how pain spread throughout his limbs where the man beating him had almost crushed his bones by stomping on them. Loki was getting sleepier with the minute, and he simply waited. If I fall asleep I feel less, Loki thought. Right when he was on the edge of drifting away, he heard the doors of the room glide open again. No, they can't be returning already, he frantically thought to himself. They can't hurt me already again! I haven't healed yet! But when Loki heard a familiar voice he looked up immediately.

"Loki."
Thor's voice had him trying to stand up in an instance, but with his hands bound behind his back he couldn't keep his balance and he ended up on his knees. Thor opened the door to his cell, and stood there watching as Loki struggled to get up and failed.
Instead of walking towards Thor Loki scrambled over, falling flat on his face a couple of times. When he reached Thor he looked up, and wondered why Thor had not said anything to him yet.

Thor?

Something was clearly amiss when Thor made no movement to free Loki from his bonds, instead he just stood there watching him with an unmoved glare. Loki tried to make it clear that he was bound, trying to make noises of discomfort, but even that did not enact a reaction from the thunderer.

Just when Loki was about to get up, Thor moved. The blonde grabbed Loki at his shoulders and hoisted him up. Loki felt glad that Thor finally showed him a bit of compassion. But then Thor shook his shoulders and asked a question that made Loki raise his brow in confusion.

"Why Loki, why did you do it!?" He growled. Loki shook his head to be sure that his mind wasn't playing any tricks on him, and blinked a few times before he continued to stare into Thor's eyes. Thor continued shaking his shoulders.

"Why did you kill the Midgardians?!" Loki frantically shook his head again, not knowing what Thor was talking about. Thor only got angered more when Loki simply stared at him with begging eyes, and he let Loki go, who stumbled back into the glass wall.

Loki panted through his nose, and wondered what had happened to make Thor so angry. He hadn't done anything, had he? Or could he just not remember? Loki didn't know. Thor stepped closer to him, looked enraged. "Loki, don't you understand what you did there?!"He snarled under his breath. The trickster god flinched at the harshness of his words, panic overflowing him.

And then suddenly Thor's hand was on his neck, pressing him into the wall, almost choking him and it hurt so much why does Thor do this I don't know what did I do wrong I-

"Loki! At least look at me when I-" Thor stopped the track of words coming from his mouth as he noticed how Loki's legs stopped supporting the black-haired god.

Loki was breathing heavily through his nose, and felt his eyes wet with tears. Thor had let him go, and he slipped to the floor, staring at Thor's confused but still cross face. What did I do wrong? Why are you angry with me? I just don't know what you are talking about. I-I just... I don't remember anything!
Loki's breath hitched, and in short moments he was sobbing, soft gasps leaving him. He didn't even notice it when Thor left the room.

What had he done? Thor was slightly taken aback when his brother had screamed into his muzzle and shortly after it started crying when Thor let him go. He had never seen his brother in such distress, and wondered why Loki only looked at him with pleading eyes during their talk. Now he was back in Stark's living room, looking at the monitors where he could see how Loki had curled in on himself and was still giving a sob every now and then. How did he let this happen?

Tony was standing beside him, and snorted. "Great job down there, Mr. Thunderer."
His voice dripped with sarcasm, it was almost palpable. Thor stared back at him with sad eyes, not knowing what to say back. Clint was standing beside him and shuffled a bit on his feet. "So, what exactly did you say to him down there?"
Thor told him then how he had asked Loki why he killed people, and got angry at him for not answering clearly.
"What the hell Thor?! He couldn't even speak! How was he supposed to give you a damn answer?! And by the way, I'm pretty sure that he doesn't remember the half it that clearly, I mean the guy was brainwashed half the time!"

"What did you say there?!" Thor's eyes widened in an instance. "What did you say about my brother?"

Clint looked to his left and shuffled uncomfortably. "Well, I said that he might have not remembered everything, he had these blue eyes too." Then Clint seemed to remember something else.

"He also had a lot of nightmares and stuff, it seemed, I had to stay in his room for hours when he woke up once. Look Thor, maybe it's hard to accept, but I don't think your brother can be held entirely responsible for the mess he made in the city."

Thor had rushed down the tower as soon as Barton had finished his sentence, running to the cell where Loki was being held. After he had seen the footage from Stark when he was talking to Loki it was clear that Loki's eyes were a distant blue. Now he entered the room where Loki's cell was in, and he saw Loki still lying down on the floor, and when he opened the door from his cell, Loki turned his head weakly to look at him with reddened eyes.

"Loki!" This time the sentence didn't sound angry, or mad, but worried, and Thor ran over to his little brother. Loki cried out in his muzzle, fearing that Thor would hurt him again, and Thor halted himself. He did not want to scare his younger brother any further. Giving a quick look at the dark-haired god told him that Barton was right. Loki had been brainwashed, and he had allowed it to happen. Feeling wetness come from his eyes, he rushed back out of the room, the door once more closing for Loki.

Thor didn't talk to anyone the next day. He just couldn't, he just couldn't be talking to anyone anymore when he had heard Loki's punishment. Eternal torture... Thor couldn't just believe it. Loki was near innocent! They couldn't just take him! But Asgard's judgement wasn't kind to his brother, not in the least.
Upon their arrival in the realm eternal Loki would be taken from him, and without any mercy they would sew his lips shut, and bring him to the dungeons for the rest of his punishment, torture. Thor was so sure that he would never see his brother ever again.

In the morning he had been called to Asgard by the All father, and he had stood in the throne room, hearing how his brother would be punished for his deeds. He tried to defend Loki, to make clear that it wasn't entirely his fault, but in the latter moment none of his objects did matter. And so, when he returned to his new-made friends, he looked downcast. From tomorrow on he would never see his brother again.

Bringing Loki to Central park wasn't easy, Thor couldn't just bring it up to take Loki from his cell, and now a slightly pissed off Tony was send off to get the mischief god from his cell. Upon his arrival in Loki's room, he swallowed hard and opened the door that led to Loki.

"Lokes? You in there?"
An uncomfortable silence followed. Tony almost slapped himself when he finally realized that the other man still had a muzzle on his face and couldn't answer his question. Not that the guy would, Tony stood looking down at a peacefully sleeping God of mischief at his feet. Tony had to look a second time before he decided that Loki looked actually quite cute when he was sleeping, save the outfit that gave his entire posture a menacing look. When he took a closer look at Loki's face Loki began to stir slightly, softly twitching in his sleep. Tony frowned at the sight. Was this supposed to be the bad guy that took over-
A moan from Loki drew his attention back, and Tony slightly startled when he saw that Loki had a frightened expression on his face, though he was still asleep. Must be a nightmare, Tony thought to himself. But then it got worse, and Loki started twisting in his sleep. Suddenly Loki awoke with a start, shot up all of a sudden and when Tony saw the god's wide-open eyes he could see unshed tears.

"You okay, reindeer games?" Tony asked, concern all over his face. "You had quite a nightmare there. It's okay though, I mean, I have them too."
When Loki suddenly doubled over in pain Tony stopped talking. "Lokes?"

Loki was panting, it felt like his back was going to explode and all he could make out was a dark blur right before him. He shouldn't have gotten up that fast, he could still feel the places he was hit in the day before. And then he remembered what Thor had done yesterday. Thor had left him alone and Loki felt sick. Why did Thor leave him here? And then he remembered what was said to him.
"Why did you kill the Midgardians?!"

Tony's eyes widened in shock when he saw Loki heave over to his side, and he grabbed the god quickly before anything happened. "Lokes, listen to me, do not vomit in that thing. You hear me? Do not vomit. It'll feel like hell." Tony spoke loud and calm, in the meanwhile patting the god softly on his back.

Loki felt the man wrap his arms around his body and heard the other man speak to him. Suddenly Loki felt overwhelmed and he finally let the tears fall from his eyes. He sobbed loudly, choking into his muzzle and closed his eyes when pain wrenched itself through his body.

"Easy Lokes." Tony said in a soft sentence, trying to calm the other down, to soothe Loki a bit. He stroked through Loki's soft black hair and was disgusted when he found his hand covered with blood afterwards. Had his wounds not healed yet? Or maybe Thor had handled him to rough yesterday. Reminding himself of what he should be doing, Tony tried to make a little contact with the now somewhat calmed down god.
"Lokes?" He tried, but his words failed to escape him.

"Jeez, how to say this..." He muttered under his breath. "Hey, you okay?" He leaned forward to see if Loki was responding and when Loki gave him a slight nod he continued. "I need you to focus now, we are going outside in a few minutes, and you will be brought to Central park. Thor's waiting for you there."

At the mention of Thor's name Loki's eyes widened, and he shook his head. He didn't want to go to Thor. Thor was angry. Thor had left him. He didn't want to see his brother again.

"...And then you get there, and Thor will take you and the Tesseract along to Asgard for..." Tony hesitated. "Your punishment."
He tried so hard to bring it carefully. He tried.

When Loki got out of the car that had brought him and the brown-haired midgardian to Central park his hands had been cuffed somewhat more mercifully. Instead of constantly having his arms behind his back they were now chained in front of him, a chain longer than the one before connecting his wrists together. Thor walked over to him as soon as he saw Loki and Stark appear.

"Stark." Thor nodded to the man next to Loki.
"Loki."
Loki retracted at his name being spoken. He was terrified of what could happen to him. But then he felt Thor's arms wrap around him, and he felt wetness on his body that wasn't his.

"Oh Loki, I am so truly sorry. I should have seen the signs of your distress. I can't just let them take you, I can't." Thor softly whispered to him, and Loki cried too, laying his head on Thor's shoulder. He had no idea what would happen and was afraid, for the man he now knew to be called Stark had told him how Thor had not said a word about his punishment, how he had cried in Stark's arms for the second time, confused and scared. "Shush, brother...Everything will be fine... Everything will be fine when we get back home, brother..." He heard Thor say to him, his brother trying to calm him down.

They stood there for a while, Thor embracing Loki, and Loki, not able to give the embrace back crying out on Thor's shoulder. When Loki calmed down, he noticed there were more people than there were before. And then Thor had softly nudged him towards the circle on the ground from which they would depart. They had walked slow, other people who Loki did not know came to surround him and Thor.
A slightly aged man gave his brother a strange device with a blue box in it and Thor held it out to him. There was a handle on it. Loki grabbed it, looking Thor one more time in his blue eyes before he would turn it. Thor looked resigned. Loki turned the handle.