"Are you sure that you want to do this, Loki?" The former Archangel had said looking into the eyes of his counterpart whit worry. They had talked about this a lot in the past century but it still molested him the fact that he was sending a young child to a new world to take care of his sins when he will have a new beginning here in Asgard.

"Yes." The child said whit a tiny smile. His green eyes shining whit determination and expectation. He wanted to scape of the palace and Asgard. Gaining freedom and almost unlimited power was just a plus. A good one, but not the best. No, that one was being able to help his friend and mentor.

"Ok, then," Gabriel said whit a sigh.

There was no way back after this. But it was necessary. He couldn't return to his dimension. It would kill him. Almost in a literal form. Because the grieve for what happened what his brothers will consume him. He was starting to get tainted and that would not be good for any. A crazy Archangel was not something to mess whit. And the world didn't need another one.

"FUJS RIDMB FDAR DIREDNBU DUAN UNESERSA PAEH" He intoned whit force letting the magic surrounded and starting the ritual that will permit them to exchange souls and bodies. It was something forbidden by his Father but it didn't matter anymore. Because after this He wouldn't be his father anymore.

He screamed.

The pain of having his grace rip out of him was unimaginable.

The world exploded in a white fire.

And he stopped being Gabriel, the archangel of vengeance and justice, His messenger.

So he became Loki God of Lies and Chaos.

Loki was sitting in his cell whit an air of laziness surrounding him. The Asgardian prison was so petty that it would so easily get out if he really tried. He actually was bored and trying to imagine forms to entertain himself that didn't mean have to break out of the glass room when it happened.

The entire dimension staggered.

It was very subtle. As the change was only to be noted for the most powerful beings and most of them didn't know what it meant.

But he did.

The seal had been broken.

Lucifer had been freed from the cage.

His brothers were going to start the Apocalypse in his dimension.

Gabriel was going to be in the middle of a war that was not his. And probably die in it because the child may have the power of a grow up Archangel but he still was a fledgling. And furthermore, Gabriel was a trickster at heart. He wasn't a warrior. He didn't have the heart to go and kill any of his brothers even if that means saving himself.

Fuck.

He needs to go home. And it has to happen fast.

His little game whit Thanos could wait.

This was more important.

Loki standed up. His green eyes were shining with a supernatural glow. His power cracking and roaring. The God destroyed the prison in what he was being held and vanished in the air. Leaving Asgard behind and moving along the cracks between the worlds until Midgard.

He needed help to open a portal big and powerful enough to permit him to go home. Fortunately he knew the man that guarded that secrets – The ones he had given the late Master of the guardians. That woman that called herself "The Ancient One".

She had been a good friend. And it actually made him sad learning that she had passed but at least her replacement was a natural warlock and a fast learner. Doctor Strange was a very interesting man. Almost as interesting as Antony Stark.

He had been watching both of them a long time and he was fascinated by them. Because in a way they were similar to him. Thanks to his little concern about the two mortals he knew where to go.

The Stark Tower.

Apparently Strange and Ironman, along with the Avengers, were having a party -or something similar to one- to celebrate their victory against a dark warrior called Magneto.

Loki appears in the middle of the dining room. His eyes fixed in the man whit the red cape and ignoring the others, doing aside the curses and threats that they screamed at him. As well the horrified faces and shocked expression of the heroes when they discovered that they weren't able to move.

"Strange. I´m in need of your assistance"

Tony Stark wasn't feeling the aster right now. They had a very horrible encounter whit some dude that could control metal. He had been used like a puppet and had been thrown into a wall. So yeah, not his favorite enemy. And to be the cherry on the cake the favorite mass murder of everyone appear in his diner room!

But that wasn't the worst. Oh, no. The worst was that a maniac god had them immobilized!

…and was asking help at Strange?

What in hell?

The genius observed whit incredulity when Stephen only arched an eyebrow and looked to the mad man with interest and answered "And what is that thing that you need from me, Loki God of Lies and Chaos?"

Really? The asshole was looking so smug and proud! Like it was some kind of victory that Loki was asking him for help.

"I need you to summon The Fates. I need to go Home and fast." Reindeer Game´s voice sound so dark and serious that make Tony shivered as it was a tone that speaks of death. But that didn't avoid that the words pick up his attention.

What was that of ´return home´?

Hadn't he been imprisoned in Asgard?

That place was Thor´s brother home, right?

And who were The Fates?

And why the hell had Strange gone so pale at hearing the words of the super-villain?

"Oh, god" that was the only thing that came from Stephen's lips.

He had read about Loki, about what had been a long time ago. And knew that some of the magic that was learned in the temples was a gift from the being that once was called Gabriel. He knew that Loki needed something big if he was desperate enough to blow his cover. But he didn't had thought that it would be this.

The Fates were the masters of destiny.

Loki was going to do something that will mess whit their domain so he wanted to ask for permission.

"I mean. Yes, of course…I will be back in a few minutes. "The warlock said recovering his composure at the time he stands up. Immediately he opened one portal to his temple.

Loki´s posture said that he didn't have much time and it was a matter of great importance, so yeah. Stephen was going to do whatever he needs to help the dark-haired man.

Loki visibly relaxed when the magician left the tower to find the items. He was one step closer to go home and fix things. Maybe. He didn't want to face The Fates but it was necessary. Gabriel was his responsibility. He couldn't let the kid die because of his mistakes.

When he relaxed. He realizes that he was restraining the Avengers, including the green beast. Something that he wasn't supposed to be able to do.

Ugh.

He had fucked up his cover.

Well, it didn't matter anymore. He was going to leave to never return. He was sure of that. After all, the probabilities of him perishing in the coming war were very high. And he didn't like this universe anymore, to be honest. Asgard and Thor beginning to being boring two centuries ago. And the only interesting thing going was his little game whit Thanos.

Fucking asshole.

He did want revenge. But…

His pride wasn't as important as Gabriel's safety.

So yeah. He could enjoy his last moment's whit the team of superheroes.

He release them. Well, more or less. Now, they could move more, but they were still trapped under his spell.

A chorus of blasphemies was going on from Ironman and Hawkeye. And some more polite questioning from Captain America, Dr. Banner, and Black Widow. But the one he chose to pay attention was his adopted idiot who was still hollowing at him.

"BROTHER!"

"Yes, Thor?" the green-eyed man asked the God of Thunder whit amusement.

"RELEASE US AT ONCE, BROTHER!" Ugh, that fool had never understood the mean of subtlety. So many centuries wasted in trying to put a brain in that head. At least he was beginning to get better. More or least.

"Not your brother."

It freaks out every one of them.

Loki had sounded calm. Like he was stating a fact. A boring one for that matter.

There was no anger or hurt in his voice anymore. Only a frosting calm.

He looked different too. His posture was different, Natasha saw the changes whit ease. Loki´s posture made him saw older, experimented and dangerous. She realized whit a great amount of surprise that she felt threatened. That hadn't happened before because she was used to thinking in Loki like a madman. But this Loki was a warrior, a force that she didn't want to cross.

"I have many of brother and sisters, but you are not one of them. And I´m actually very glad for that because if you were I will have to kill you on the spot" Loki´s eyes were sorrowful now. Like it was hurting only by saying it. But at the same time, the god eyes were full of determination.

That and the 'I'm going home' thing makes them all pause. The Avenger´s stop screaming and fighting against their ties.

"…What?" Tony voiced what they were thinking.

"What do you mean whit that, brother?" Thor sounded worried. His tone more low and normal in volume. He was more serious than ever before the team had seen him before, so they weren't feeling any type of confidence at seeing their most bold and cheerful member like act like that.

"Like I said, not your brother. But I do like you. More than my brothers, so I´m going to explain before I go. So you have until Strange returns to ask questions. Feel free to ask whatever. I will try to answer most of them"

His form of discourse had changed. He sounded more like Tony than Thor. It was weird. And a very perturbing view.

A few moments of silence. Then…

"Where are you going?"

"Who are the Fates?"

"What the hell is happening?"

Loki looked amused by the three question said almost at the same time by Thor, Tony, and Clint.

"In not in a-no-so specific order: I´m going home. The Fates are the Masters of destiny in every one of the dimensions. And you're in the middle of an important event that will change the world as you know it, Barton"

Stunned silence.

"What do you mean whit 'home'?" asked the Asgardian. His blue eyes were dark and a storm was hauled in them.

"My own dimension. I came here to have a new start. But time is over. Lucifer is free now. So I need to go back and save Gabriel´s life" Loki said whit ease, ignoring the disbelieving glances the mortals where giving him at hearing the name of the devil.

"That´s nonsense" Thor denied. Loki was his brother. Even adopted. He was still his brother not a being from another dimension.

"Not really. Do you remember when you and Loki were three thousand four hundred years old? When he started learning magic and the north wing of the palace was consumed by white fire? Well, that was me." The dark-haired man answered whit sincerity. He felt no remorse when he saw the light leave Thor´s eyes when he came to the horrifying conclusion that his brother was long lost and Loki was telling the truth.

This because he didn't have a heart. Angels were soldiers. They were not supposed to feel. Loki knew he could feel, he knew all of his brothers and sister could, but they chose not to.

It was a mechanism that their father had given them to be able to follow His commands without a doubt.

He still could turn off his emotions. Even if he wasn't an angel anymore. He was more human than ever, but that only made him more dangerous. He had been forced to grow. Asgardians were fine warriors. He had learn a lot about them. And in actually…

He liked Thor.

He cared for Thor.

But. It didn't matter anymore.

He loved his brothers and was willing to kill every one of them if that meant that Gabriel would be safe.

So yeah. Breaking the blonde heart was nothing.

"Any other question?" he asked turning his gaze to the other members of the team.

"Lucifer…like the devil?" asked Steve whit a white face.

"Yeah, Lucifer, like the devil. My big brother of sorts." The God answered whit a grimace.

Technically Lucifer wasn't his brother anymore as he wasn't an angel. But, for principle Lucy, Mike and Raff were his brothers.

The ones that had betrayed him.

The ones that had leaving him behind.

The ones that would die by his hand or would kill him.

The ones that still love with all his heart.

The same ones that hates whit all his being.

"You're fucking with us." Exclaimed Antony in an attempt to deny what he was hearing.

"Oh, please tell me. What I would gain for deceive you? It´s not that I will stay in this dimension any longer than the necessary." Loki said pointing the obvious fault in the other man words. His posture was relaxed as he arched an eyebrow to accompany what he had said.

"What are you going to do once you return to your dimension?" asked whit boldness and well hidden curiosity agent Romanoff.

Loki poured his emerald green eyes into hers. The darkness in his glance was very disturbing, she shivered, but didn't allow herself to look away.

"I´m going to kill him"

"Kill the devil?" asked an astonished Dr. Banner who still couldn't wrap his head along the idea that Loki had been an angel in a point in the past and that existed another dimension where angels exist in the same existence plane than humans.

"Yes" The former Archangel said whit a fierce determination in his voice. "His existence is a danger to Gabriel's safety so he need to disappear. As well as Michael and every angel or demon that gets in my way."

"Why do you care so much about that 'Gabriel'?" asked Thor whit a faint voice. He was curios and he hoped…

"Because, Gabriel took my place. He is young and inexpert. And he has a good heart. He may be your brother, but he is my other half. We are one. And I would not let him pay for my mistakes." He answered whit a sad smile. He knew what the blond had been asking in reality so he answered. It wasn't going to do thing easier for Thor. After all his baby brother was long lost, Gabriel will rather die to return to Asgard.

It appear that Antony was about to ask something else but all fall silent when Strange returned with some items in his hands. His face serious and solemn.

Loki let them go.

The team didn't move to attack him. They get out the mage way and let Strange work. Very curious or the ritual. But afraid at the same time. The Fates sounded like a dangerous beings and they didn't want to get their attention in a negative way.

"TUNND RSERD DOEREG DOMBRE AUTAM" The mage said in full Enochian finishing the ritual.

Immediately the room was consume in darkness that lasted for a few moments before three spectral figures of light appear before them.

"What is your intention summoning us, Trickster?" The three voices asked like one.

"Returning to my home. Lucifer is free. I´m going to stop him" the resolution in the god voice was evident. He held no fear for the powerful beings in front of him. He had seen the moment HE created them. They were younger than him. He did not fear them.

"And how do you plan to do it? You are not an Archangel anymore. The Mad Titan was able to control you and force your hand in attacking Earth. Thanos is weaker than Lucifer. You cannot stop him" The Fates said whit a coldness that make every one –except Loki– shiver and cover in fear.

"Oh, you see. I underestimate The Mad Titan. I was curious about the creature that had the power of a Seraph. But I forgot that this universe have this tings called gems of fate. So when he used one on me, well, it wasn't a happy moment for me. I hate being controlled. So I was planning eating one or two to match his force and put him into the grown" Loki hissed whit anger. "But, now I had this idea. Absorb all of them will give me my force back. I may not being an angel anymore but I´m still one of the more powerful beings in this universe as well in my own! I'm going to stop them even if it is the last thing I do!

He had a plan to stop them. But it was madness.

The stones were powerful enough to be compared to the grace of an angel. To absorb the seven of them will be disastrous to his body, he knew.

But it exist the chance that he could force the power to become grace and to obey his desires. If he could do it the state of his vessel would not matter. He would heal of every wound and became even stronger than before, maybe stronger than Lucifer and Michael.

Good for him, that no one but the Fates and he knew this. And The Fates could not care less if he died or not. They didn't intervene in the old man business. And the apocalypse was one of this forsaken business

"So you decide to fight after all…" The Fates tone was soft and sad. But it regain the intimidating tone that was characteristic of them when they spoke again. "We will allow it. You were once HIS archangel of Vengeance and Justice. He create you to be His messenger, to be his voice when he couldn't speak to your brothers and sisters anymore. Don't forget it again, Trickster. Because we will not give you another chance"

Loki merely nodded. Unfazed by the treat. But lightly moved by the words of what he had been. He remembered that two charges, but he wasn't Gabriel anymore. He wasn't His.

The Fates knew this.

After all, the name they used to refer to him was 'Trickster' no 'Angel' or 'Archangel'. He was The God of Lies and Chaos. He was Loki.

Gabriel was his other half. They were one. But he wasn't a celestial creature anymore. His nature was probably more near to demoniac anyway.

"Come whit us, Trickster." The Fates ordered.

The God nodded. He gift Thor a smile. He ignored the Avengers and mouthed a 'Thank you' to Strange before go whit The Fates. The beings of light took his wrist whit force and pull him into the darkness, the four of them disappearing from the Tower and the plane that belonged to that dimension.

Loki knew the void.

He had been there before.

It wasn't a place that he would mean to visit again. But he understood that this place was the best to be for the ritual that he was attempting to do.

The fates had given the chance. He now had the seven stones. He was fooling Thanos and becoming stronger at the same time. It was great.

He reach for the first stone.

The moment his fingers touched the objet his body was consumed by pain.

It was so much energy that it was destroying him!

He…he…need…to…sto…stop…

No.

It doesn't matter. I need the power to go home and save Gabriel.

He screamed when he felt his body burn.

But never let the stone go.

Loki didn't have any idea of how long it had been. He didn't care either.

He had done it.

The seven stones were now a part of him. His grace.

Unconscious he had formed a form whit the energy that was similar to Gabriel's, but at the same time it was more dark and feral. He still have six wings, but they weren't golden anymore, now they were dark blue, almost black. His faces had remained almost the same. But his energy was dark and tainted.

He looked like a fallen angel.

Not that was so far to the truth.

He had fallen.

He had proclaimed himself a God.

He smirked.

He wasn't a god. But a Trickster.

Loki extended his new wings. Feeling joy in being able to do it.

It was time to go home.

"I want it to be over! I have to sit back and watch my own brothers kill each other, thanks to yo two! Heaven, Hell—I don't care who wins! I just want it to be over" the blond angel said to the pair of hunters that were in front of him.

He so pissed off. T mortals had tricked and tapped him.

Ugh. He was going to get them one he got free form this.

Stupid holy fire.

"Oh, well. What is this? I didn't expect to find you in this situation, Gabriel. Did you really let Lucifer´s and Michael´s vessels trap you?" The voice was silvery and smooth. It was a surprise to the Winchester who immediately turned to see the owner of said voice.

They found a tall dark-haired man, whit green and profound eyes that were shining whit amusement. The man was wearing a kind of armor that make him look like regal and dangerous. His facial features were attractive and he looked like he was in his early twenties.

"Who the hell are you?!" demanded Dean Winchester. He was nervous at the stranger arrival. He could sense that the man wasn't human and that he was dangerous. After all he had called them vessels. Only supernatural beings called them that. And it never was something good.

Sam Winchester was looking at the new member of the reunion whit veiled curiosity and caution.

Neither saw the raw smile that appeared in the blond archangel lips at seeing the other man. He immediately relaxed. He didn't know why Loki was here. But it didn't matter.

Loki presence had always being a safe zone for Gabriel. He knew that the pagan god would protect him for everything that mean a treat to his person. He knew that the brothers were screwed.

"Oh, my apologies. Let me introduce myself. I´m Loki. God of Lies and Chaos" the man said whit a depredatory smile in his lips.

Hello there.

This is my way to join my love for Gabriel and Loki. The crossovers I had read it´s always Gabriel possessing Loki´s body. So I tried another approach and this is the result. If you like it write a review.

I don't bite!

Really!