His landing caused the earth to rumble, the building before him shaking a little. Good, he thought. They should know he was coming.

He took a look around to see if he recognized any of his surroundings, and actually, this looked quite familiar to him. He was standing on an open street, in the middle of one of the many banking districts of New York, in front of one of these office buildings which all kind of looked the same to him anyway, but he recognised the way the trees were planted by the roadside. He had once accompanied Tony on the way to a restaurant and they had driven right past this place, unaware of what was happening here.

As his hand touched the doorknob, it took quite an amount of his self-control not to flinch. The walls of this building were drowning in pain, sorrow and death, some from long ago, others fresh. Loki did not even bother with opening the door, as he thought that Tony was somewhere in there, the door melted under his hands. As its particles hit the floor in steaming, hot drops, the woman at the counter let out scream and set off the alarm before Loki could snap her neck with a glare. Soon after, he heard multiple footsteps, most likely the security that was on its way. Judging by the the sound they made, they were armed and not just one or two big guys wearing a suit. Heavy security in an office building? Why not? Right after entering he had known this wasn't actually an office building. But what was it used for?

Loki wasted his time down here on purpose, he wanted to encounter the guards there in the foyer, for it provided enough space for him, and why should he bother and seek them out, they were coming anyway. As he listened to the footsteps growing louder, he felt his anger lighting up with new force. Humans would describe the feeling like hell conquering the inside of their head, but since the actual place was called Hel, run by his daughter Hella and, if anything, cold as ice, the analogy was kind of unfitting. Humanity's words would never be enough for a god.

The scream one of the security guards let out at the sight of the dead receptionist pulled him back into reality again. By now he was surrounded, eight well-trained men, pointing their guns at him.

"Down on your knees! Hands up where I can see them!" the man who was most likely their leader shouted. He liked that girl over there, Loki realized by the men's expression and the aggression that was almost seeping out of his skin.

"You know, not so long ago I ordered some mewling quims just like you to kneel before me, and they did. But unfortunately, you will not have that choice. You have something that belongs to me, and I'm very intent on getting it back, so…" No need to finish the sentence, he knew how disturbing his appearance alone was to humans. A few guards proved some instinct as they attempted to run when they saw Loki's raise his hand, but the god didn't care. He had long ago decided that besides him, Tony would be the only one to leave this place alive. With a movement of his finger, he stopped their hearts all at once.

Avoiding to step on the dead bodies he made his way upstairs, using the staircase, he was sure Tony was held captive on the highest floor, but he could not really sense anything directly Tony-related apart from his presence, there was too much of a distance between them. It was a funny thing, this "belonging together": He could always feel where Tony was, he would have found him if he was in Antarctica, but only in immediate near he would know what he was feeling, and as time passed and the band deepened, who knew, he might even be able to read his thoughts to a certain extent. Loki hadn't yet had the possibility to either tell Tony that such a link actually existed or to re-form the link to Tony, so for now, he could feel Tony's emotions, but it didn't work in the other direction. Maybe at the moment, that was for the best. He didn't know what his current state of mind would do to Tony's head, as intelligent as the man might be, he still only was human. With satisfaction he noticed that he was already making plans for their future, it verified to himself that he hadn't only hope of overcoming this disaster, he was sure of it.

After two rows of stairs, he got bored of them, also he seemingly non-stop encountered people, some left-off security, two cleaning ladies, but no one of real importance, and stepping over the dead bodies because he did not want to ruin his armour started to get annoying, so he decided to take the elevator straight to the top. Coming closer to Tony, he more and more disliked what he was sensing, it was till kind of muffled, but to a high percentage it was made up of pain and sorrow, but since it was Tony, there was also some resistance that would not break so easily mixed into that. Tony Stark was still fighting. Just you wait, Loki thought as the doors opened. He paced towards the end of the corridor that looked nothing like a part of an office building anymore, but more like something you might find in S.H.I.E.L.D.'s headquarters, highly technical and sterile. There was nobody to be seen, no one yelling something at the sight of him, and the god liked it that way. He was sure they hadn't left Tony alone, and they shouldn't know there was someone coming. Loki wanted to see the surprise on their faces as he made them suffer more terrible than anybody on earth had ever suffered.

And then the door was right in front of him. No room number or name, nothing that indicated anything out of the ordinary was happening behind it, just a blank white door. But Loki knew there was. Tony's signal was as strong as never before, but now the pain was overlaying everything, he wasn't even sure whether he had actually felt the resistance coming from Tony or if he had just imagined it. Hopefully those who had inflicted that much pain on his beloved were still in there with him. They would pay.

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