Hello people. SO here is the first chapter of the final sequel. I really hope you enjoy it. It is short and maybe a bit boring for you, but it is just an introduction, so please forgive me for that: D I hope it gets you excited for what is to come :D And there will be loads of actions for all your favourite characters in the upcoming chapters.
Enjoy and review your awesomeness.
(If you are new and are instantly reading this, please please please read Change of heart first then Love lost in a single heartbeat, otherwise this will make no sense, well mostly no sense. So please, read from beginning :D)
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New York was busy as expected, and had, over the six years of peace, recuperated well. It city was like new, like nothing had happened. The once broken buildings, in piles and piles of rubble were now brand new, standing tall and proud. The god of mischief could tell why the man named stark liked his building so well. It stood out, not like a sore thumb, but like a masterpiece. The god had to chuckle as he made his way through the streets, disguised in jeans and a hoodie, that the tower had left the 'A' still standing for the 'Avengers' he remembered, while the attack was going on that it did read STARK. Finally reaching the magnificent building, Loki looked around him to check that the coast was clear and evaporated quickly into a puff of green mist and appeared within seconds inside the building. Looking around, Loki tried to identify a way in which he could get higher into the building. Spotting the stairs, Loki braced himself and ran up the stairway. Loki noticed as he ran the number of floors. 12 one moment, then 24, then 45… Loki was running faster and faster until he spotted a sign that read 'lab' and he presumed that the scientist would be in there, building another machine to accommodate his advantage. Turning the handle to a door at the end of the floor, Loki slipped into the room, unaware of the cameras. Walking down a small corridor, Loki approached a wall made of glass. Standing still, Loki looked through and spotted the human genius. Standing taller, and changing his attire to his signature Look, the emerald green god turned the handle of the door closest to him and enter. Stark was knelt on the floor with screwdriver in hand, muttering lyrics to a song Loki had never heard. Stepping forward, his footsteps echoing on the floor, Loki breathed slowly. Stark's ear's picked up on the sound of entry and stopped singing. "That was quick Cap'. You usually take your time down the coffee shop" Stark said, without turning around. Loki smiled at his oblivious attitude and he walked close enough so that he was half a yard away. Clearing his throat, Loki spoke.
"I'll have that drink now…" Stark instantly froze and slowly stood to his feet, gripping the screwdriver hard. Turning around, Stark stood, eyes wide at the familiar god in front of him.
"Well, it's been a long time Reindeer Games . . . what are you doing here?" Stark said as calmly as possible.
"Don't worry mortal, I come in peace. Thor could not make it, so I came in his place, otherwise you would have had the pleasure of his company" Loki's smooth voice rolled from his tongue. Spotting an empty chair, Loki glided over to it and took a seat, relieving his aching legs.
"Why are you here?" Stark said, lowering the screwdriver onto the nearest table, and he picked up a glass of scotch, raising it to his mouth.
"I, I need your help Stark; I need all your help. You, the hulk, the soldier out of time, even that woman, the spider" Loki replied, his eyes glazing over. Stark noticed this and raised an eyebrow.
"Oh, why do you need our help? I thought god's had it all going for them. This is quite funny, reindeer games, the last time you came here you fought against us and now you're asking for help. So what d'ya do? Anger some giant serpent? Steal a king's chick? Turn your brother into a woman?" Stark said playfully and Loki scowled, growling.
"Midgard is in danger… I'm here to inform you of a possible incoming attack, and to be prepared. I will fight with you. My Father and his men are ready to do their bit on the other side. Thor is currently injured; otherwise he would stand besides us." Loki replied, standing up, his body hovering over the millionaires.
"Who is going to attack?" Stark asked, crossing his arms, eyeing the guard suspiciously.
"The Chitauri…" Loki explained, running his hand over some of the objects on the table, making Stark feel uneasy. The playboy pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed.
"Seriously, how do I know you're telling the truth?"
"What other reason to I have to come to you and ask for help? Besides, did my brother not come to your world some time ago after our little meeting with my wife and child, and explain everything to you? I am on your side Stark, as hard as it is to believe" Loki spoke, casting soft eyes towards the mortal. Stark nodded in agreement; Thor had come to earth and told them about Loki's redemption, about everything he knew, everything he saw in his brother, and how he was sorrowful for the acts he committed against the city and of course Agent Coulson. Scratching his bearded chin, Stark looked over to his monitors and groaned. He had company. Great, he thought, a fight might break out, and he only just installed his newest system. Rolling his eyes at the thought of Clint's reaction or Nat's, Stark faced the god.
"I hope you're prepared. Here come the family" Stark snorted. Loki grinned and sat back down on the chair, with his back to the door. Within moments the sound of an elevator pinged and the sound of loud chatter and laughter echoed in the glass room. Stark looked to the company and grinned, eyeing the several cups of Starbuck in a tray that Steven was holding. "About time Cap', I need caffeine"
"What you need is to use those legs of yours and get it yourself" Steve Roger's replied.
"Oh come on Steve, like Tony goes out in public unless it's an expensive party" the Black Widow replied, rolling her eyes.
"You know me so well" Stark mocked and looked back to Loki, still unnoticed by the peers, or so he thought. Clint looked over to the body sat in the chair near stark and he recognised that hair anywhere, that posture, the clothing. Without thinking, Hawkeye rushed forward, grabbing Loki harshly by the neck and flung him to the floor. Yelping at the unexpected impact of the floor, Loki rolled onto his back and used his feet to scramble away, but Hawkeye placed a foot harshly on the god's chest. Reaching for one of Starks spare hand parts, the bowman placed it at Loki's face, his own face darkening.
"What's he doing here?" Clint snarled and pressed his foot down harder. Loki raised his hands in surrender and coughed loudly as the foot kept digging harder into his chest, forcing his armour to slightly tear at his skin. Stark jumped forward and yanked one of Clint's arms, so that he tumbled backwards away from the spluttering god.
"What are you doing Tony?" Natasha frowned, noticing this intelligent man act unintelligent by defending this murderer.
"He's on our side Nat. He's here for help, and to help us" Stark replied and Natasha snorted in disbelief and her eyes widened in outrage as Steve walked over to the panting god lying on the floor and reached out a helping hand for him to take. Loki looked wearily, then lifting up his hand; he accepted the help and stood to his feet, holding his chest.
"Thank you, soldier" Loki gasped and the words that came from his mouth made every being in the room gasp. Did this insane god, this being who murdered so many, including their friend; had terrorized so much including his brother; did he just say thank you and sound clearly genuine. "I know I am not… welcomed here, but I assure you, my intentions for being here are for the good of you and your world. I expect hostility, for what I made you and your world suffer is not something you can forgive easily, nor is asking you to trust me; but I come in place of my brother, with a request from him. The words I speak and from his own mouth, so I ask that you trust them and listen to me… please" Clint crossed his arms and looked unamused by the presence of this… god, but he could not deny that, inside, he was ticking away on a checklist all the changes, good changes, he could see and hear in this man, and as he quickly looked around the faces of his friends, he kind of guessed that they were thinking the same thing. Loki smiled and looked over to Banner, swallowing slowly "I hope we can understand each other on the same level, without, let's say, introducing your, green friend. As I can tell you now, my back has not fully recovered from our last… meeting" Loki gave a quick smirk and Banner gave a slight chuckle, as did the others in the room.
"Yeah, sure. It seems you learnt your lesson the last time" Banner replied and crossed his arms.
"Good. Firstly, my apologies to all…" Loki spoke, but looked straight at Hawkeye and lowered his gaze for a moment to emphasize his regret.
"Hey, we all mess up. So, Reindeer Games, you going to tell us what's up?" Stark said in his usual manner and reached for a cup of coffee that rested on a tray on the table, where Steve had placed it down. Loki raised his gaze and walked a little away from the company in the room and knelt down until he was finally sat on the floor. Crossing his legs, Loki sat up straight and looked on. Feeling slightly awkward, the others followed suit and sat on the floor so that they were all al Loki's level, still feeling a bit unsure about him. And for the next half an hour, Loki spoke, with no interruptions. He told them everything; everything from the Chitauri controlling him in New York, his torture and then the demand that was made for his daughter. Loki watched each person's expressions as he spoke. When he spoke of torture, and told them in detail exactly what he suffered, Clint looked unphased, as if he was enjoying what he was hearing, whereas the soldier out of time and the man with two personalities looked utterly shocked.
"Wow Loki, what does it feel like to be the victim?" Natasha spoke once Loki had finished, sneering at the god.
"Unpleasant." Loki replied shortly and breathed heavily, looking to the floor.
"So how long do we have?" Steve asked, the strategist in him coming out.
"Until Thanos discovers that it is neither me, nor my daughter in his company" Loki replied defeated "And I fear it will not be long until he does discover such a fact" Loki bit his lip and stayed silent.
"Alright, I'm only going along with this because I actually care about this planet and your brother is my friend; apart from that, I don't want you anywhere near me, and I don't even want you speaking to me" Clint spoke, rising to his feet and he left the room without another word. Loki just nodded and Looked to the red headed woman
"I'm in, but don't expect us to be pals" She spoke, frowning at Loki. Loki gave a weak smile and looked over to the next person, Banner.
"Yeah sure. I have some pent up rage I need to get out of my system" Banner grinned and Loki allowed a smile to grace his lips.
"Im in too." Steve replied, nodding to Loki. "Stark, what about you?"
"Of course im in baby, any excuse to suit up and kick some alien ass" Stark raised his glass and grinned and Loki laughed quietly.
"Thank you. I do have one more request…" Loki said, rising to his feet.
"Only one?" Natasha said sarcastically following suit, and soon everyone in the room rose to their feet.
"There is a mortal, by the name of Jane Foster. Thor is partial to her and her life too was threatened. Is there anyway your 'S.H.I.E.L.D' can perhaps bring her into hiding, to protect her?" Loki said hopefully.
"Sure, Foster was it?…" Natasha replied and pulled out her cell phone, turning her back to the men and left the room, holding the device to her ear. Loki watched the woman leave and turned also, facing the opposite end of the room and walked over to the window, looking up at the sky. Banner gave an unsure look and quietly left the room leaving the soldier and the iron man alone with the trickster god. Steve eyed Tony then slowly approached the god, crossing his arms over his chest.
"You miss her already?" Steve said, pointing it out. Loki snapped his head to the soldier and frowned.
"Of course not" Loki replied quickly, not wanting to appear even more weak and vulnerable than he already did, but Steve knew that look very well, it's the look he had upon his face quite often when he thought of his long lost love from back in the day.
"It's ok to miss her, you know" Steve replied and walked away, feeling nervous under the Liesmith's gaze. Joining the millionaire, both men looked on at the tall figure by the window and both talked quietly among themselves of everything that had been revealed within the hour…