A/N: Hi, I just want to point out three important things:

1: I am Swedish which also means that English is not my first language. I've mostly learned it by myself thanks to movies, books and fanfictions. Laso school but mostly the internet! So beware of incorrect grammar etc. But I've checked it as many times as possible before publishing!

2: This is rated M because it will be M in later chapters.

3: The first chapter will be relatively short. Woups and sorry, but it's just to get the story started!

Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel or any of the characters, even if I wish I did because damn these characters are the best. This is post Thor 2 and Iron Man 3 but before Captain America 2

It had been months since Odin was killed and Loki took his place without a soul being aware of it. In the beginning it had been quite satisfying, but satisfaction was not something that Loki was longing for or something that would keep his mood up for a long time. Also, being powerful but still having restrictions was not the most entertaining thing. It was definitely time to do something about that.

Tony's POV:

"Sir, you have pressed snooze 12 times now. You are 70 minutes late for you meeting. " Jarvis said louder than ever damned himself for even making Jarvis able to raise his voice and then he finally got out of the bed, gave out the yawn of the century and slowly made his way to the bedroom door. "Jarvis, any missed calls?" he said as he finally reached the door. It was not a very unpredictable question since a missed meeting often resulted in at least 20 death threats from the very angry and easily upset man Nick Fury. "13 missed calls, sir" the AI replied shortly and Tony did not even bother to ask whom they came from. He made his way slowly to the kitchen and as that evil guy on a british television show once said, no rush. All of the Avengers meetings were often quite dull and unnecessary. The smell of roasted bread quickly filled the whole room and Tony was almost proud of himself for eating breakfast for the first time in at least six months. But the smell of roasted bread was not the only thing that filled the room, also a buzzing was growing louder. "Damn insects" Tony said as he tried to find the source of the sound. It did not take long before he saw a big fly sitting on the ceiling. That smug little shit. He did not even bother to kill it because he knew that if he didn't make his way for the Avengers HQ any time soon he would soon be a dead man in the hands of Nick Fury.

"IT COULD HAVE BEEN AN INVASION! MILLIONS OF PEOPLE COULD HAVE DIED" Fury said, or well, screamed while everyone else in the room was quiet. Natasha looked at Tony with a smile, Clint tried to hide his laughter, Thor looked even more confused than normal, Bruce tried to read some kind of paper and Steve just sat at his chair with a poker face like the soldier he was. "Well hey, you announced this meeting a week ago! If it was a damn invasion I think we all would have been dead after your one week of nothing. LET IT GO" Tony said quite annoyed. Even Fury looked tired of shouting and just returned to his seat. He cleared his throat and started talking as calm as he could without being dead. "As I told all of you who were present earlier," he drilled his eyes into Tony before continuing, "we have been noticing a strange energy recognized as Asgardian energy. But Thor is here and he tells us that there is no Asgardian that have any business on earth right now except him." Everyone in the room was now silent. There was a name in the air, Loki, but mentioning Thor's brothers name always resulted in some kind of sympathy for the crazy guy. When no one said anything for a minute Steve finally asked the question. "Thor, you don't think that Loki-"

"No. Loki died in my own arms. I have told you before. In his last minutes he regretted his mistakes. He is my brother" Thor stopped for a second. "He WAS my brother and he was not as cruel as you, my friends, suggest." Silence once again filled the room when Thor was finished. "Yeah, woah point break, we didn't ask for your brothers last words or anything. We just wondered if you're absolutely sure! Ease up big guy" Tony said jokingly before realizing that everyone was looking at him with the 'HAVE SOME SYMPATHY' look except for Thor who was just looking incredibly sad. Tony muttered a "sorry" before getting out of his chair and made an attempt to break the tension. "So who wants some food? This meeting is making me really hungry!"

"Stark, you have been in here for only 10 minutes" Fury said with a little bit of growing anger in his voice. "And it has been FANTASTIC, but now my friends, duty calls. Have a nice day!" Tony said before as he blew a kiss at them and left the room. When he arrived once again at the Stark Tower the first thing Tony heard was the buzzing over his head. "You little shit…" he said and started to spin around in an attempt to catch the fly. Suddenly a sarcastic and familiar voice said"Stark, you would make an awfully good ballerina"

"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK" Tony screamed when he turned around and faced the tall demigod at the other side of the room who looked as always. Long black hair, boots that probably was from Doc Martens even if Thor denied so and the black and green armour covering the rest of his slim body. "Well that is no way to welcome me, is it Stark?" Loki answered with a smug smile and slowly started to walk towards Tony. "I will call your brother" was the only thing that could come out of Tony's mouth. He was more shocked than terrified at the moment, because it was not even one hour ago that Thor had praised his heroic and nice little brother who by the way was supposed to be dead. This Loki who still was walking towards Tony did not look as dead as Tony had imagined. But the demigod now stopped. "Do you really want to do that? Without hearing my offer?" he said with a faked upset voice. "Hey Snow White, I don't know which prince kissed you; I'm sure it wasn't me, but I am not very thrilled to hear your tremendous offer. So yeah, I think will call your brother. Do you want a drink?" Tony said and smiled confidently. Loki just laughed at those words, that son of a bitch, and started to talk again. "Stark, do you really think that I would go here and let you see me when my brother absolutely can't know anything about my visit without having a good reason?"

"Your visit from the grave?"

"Oh I'm sorry, did I interrupt the 'Loki is dead' celebration party?"

"Actually yes. But stop talking nonsense and tell me about that offer, and THEN I will call your brother."

Loki smile didn't leave his face during the whole talk, but now it only seemed to grow bigger on his face. "Actually Stark… I don't think that's a good idea. I want to exchange information, and if you want my information you need to keep you mouth shut about my visit."

"And in exchange…"

"I want information about Thor. Nothing that will make you feel bad, just some nice reports on how he is"

"Ehrm, I feel pretty bad about spying on my friend. What kind of information do I even get? This is bullshit little reindeer, I don't have time to listen to Thor's whiney little princess brother" Tony said annoyed. Any moment now he would call Thor so that they could do their brotherly business in some Asgardian way. Loki then continued"You had the chance to call Thor. I know about that AI of yours, and you have not told it to call him yet. But before you do, think about this. What if I told you that you and your little team are surrounded by the enemy?"

And that was when Tony made the decision to at least pretend to accept Loki's offer.

A/N: I know it wasn't very long, but as I said in the beginning: It's just to start the story! Rather a short chapter than a long really boring chapter right?