Hello friends. Yes I know I still have another story up but I heard Muse 'Undisclosed Desires' on my way to work this morning and thought of our wonderful bunch of characters and what would happen if Loki had actually won. Please let me know what you think. I appreciate all of you!

Jane was sitting in 'her corner' when they came for her.

She had been thrown in that cell without any human contact for God know how long. It was small and gray with one toilet on the opposite side. There was no light except for an opening where they slipped a few scraps of food and a bowl of water for her to eat. She refused it at first but gave into the hunger when it became unbearable.

She would often sit in a corner with her knees drawn up to her chin. She wondered what happened to Thor and the other Avengers that had fought bravely against the Skrull in those final days of freedom. She thought they must be dead or imprisoned like her somewhere.

The first few days Jane wept. She wept for the Earth or what was left of it. She wept for her family back home. She wept for her new found friends at S.H.I.E.L.D. But mostly, she wept for Thor.

Jane had only a few days worth of memories with Thor, but they were filled with endearment and exhilaration. She had hoped they could have developed their relationship further but right after she found a gateway for Thor to return from Asgard, his brother, Loki, began his evil invasion.

Thor and the other Avengers were called to action by S.H.I.E.L.D. director, Nick Fury, to defend Earth after Loki used the cosmic cube to use the alien race of Skrull to assist in his devious mission.

Jane sat in her corner staring at the opposite wall when her captors suddenly pushed fresh clothes and cleaning supplies through the opening. She gratefully used the soap and basin of water to cleanse herself. After she was finished, she dressed in the plain white shirt and khaki slacks. They felt luxurious after weeks with no shower and she couldn't help to smell the freshly laundered clothing.

It was a little after she sat down in her corner again when she heard the locks being turned forcefully. She stood frightened of who would be on the other side. No matter how many times she saw them, she never got used to the hideous Skrull.

Two of the aliens entered Jane's cell and she backed away into the wall behind her. They placed her in chains around her wrists and shoved her out of her prison. She stumbled over her own feet and found that the weeks in captivity had made her frail. The two Skrull picked her up under each armpit and dragged her the entire way.

"Where are you taking me?" Jane whispered.

There was no reply… only the sound of their heavy armor clanking on the ground. They passed through dark corridors and heavy metal walkways until they came to a massive doorway. One of them pounded on it and after a moment of anticipation, they were opened.

The two Skrull drug Jane into a large space with fires burning on opposite ends of the room. The flames lit the area in warm oranges and gold.

"Oh Jane..." She heard a broken voice from below her.

She gasped at the sight. The Skrull took her down some stairs to stand with the others. What was left of the others anyway. Thor had said her name as he stood wrapped in heavy chains around his body, wrists, and ankles. Tony Stark was there next to him dressed uncharacteristically in clothes like Jane's. She had never seen him look so… normal. He only had a set of chains on his wrists. Clint and Natasha were behind them in a different set of clothing as well.

Jane noticed that they all appeared defeated. Their heads hung low and eyes downcast.

They looked ashamed.

"Jane, are you alright?" Thor asked with concern written all over his face as he looked at her thin frame.

She nodded as her lip quivered at the joy she felt seeing him again.

"What are we doing here?" Tony piped in, watching the Skrulls surrounding them suspiciously.

Thor shook his head, "I know not but at least we are still alive."

"And so shall you stay," A voice sliced through the air like velvet, "As long as you remain of some use to me."

The small group peered up and on a platform above them stood their enemy. Jane's breath hitched in her throat. She had never seen him in person before. He stood regally in his emerald green and gold armor with his horned headpiece encasing his dark locks. The God of Mischief… The new ruler of Earth…

Loki.

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