It had been a week since the Avengers had taken Loki in. He was still recovering from a few bruises and cuts, but nothing serious. In that short time he had already gotten a job in SHIELD, ready to become part of the team when he reaches full strength. Tony had allowed him to decorate his room to his liking and Loki wasted no time in redecorating. In two days the room at totally transformed, there was a fur rug on the floor at the bottom of the four poster bed which had black and green silk sheets and green drapes hanging from the top. The whole of three of the four walls were covered in bookshelves, and even then not all of Loki's books fit in. The other wall was covered in various knives of all shapes and sizes. In the middle of said wall, hung Loki's repaired armour and his helmet. Even Tony had to admit, the room looked pretty badass.
The whole household had drifted into a routine. They would all eat breakfast, lunch and dinner together, and in between those times they were free to do what they liked. If the team were ever called out onto a mission, Loki would spend the hours alone in the house reading the mountain of files SHIELD had given him to study, covering SHIELD's history, all the profiles of the hero's working for them, and all the enemies they had ever uncounted. Loki had finished them in just over a week… Tony was only on page 5 of the first file… And he has had those files for a little over two years.
"AVENGERS ASSEMBLE!" Steve shout all around the house, and five minutes later everybody had gathered in the living-room, suited up and ready to fight.
"It's Doom. Intel tells us that he's after Loki. It almost looks like he's… obsessed with him." Steve struggles to get the last sentence out. Something that goes unnoticed by no one. Loki takes his hand in his, pulling the blonde haired man into a hug. The others leave to give them some privacy.
"Steve. He's not going to get me." Loki whispers in the Captains ear, "Even if he does manage to find me here, I've read his file. Under all that metal he's still just a man, so I will be stronger than him."
He pulls away to look Steve in the eye. "I'll still be here when you return my Captain, now go." Loki teleports away from Steve and into his bedroom. His eyes fill with tears, some spill over and Loki stares blankly at himself in a full length mirror next to his armour. He doesn't understand the fire igniting in his heart. He had heard his mother speak of love briefly… Was this it? Was Loki in love?
He watches from his window as the jet leaves the launch pad. He dresses in his armour and walks down to the training room. It had been a while since Loki had fought, and he wanted to make sure he wasn't rusty. He asked JARVIS for the easiest training program he had installed. As he easily beats this one, he asks for the next hardest one… This carries on for hours, until he gets to the hardest that nobody had ever completed.
He begins cautiously, staying to the shadows to observe the holographic enemies. Then he gets seen. The holograms charge at him, and he moves with the gracefulness of a cat, letting his hatred fuel his kills, unaware of the audience of Avengers watching him from the glass balcony above. Once he had killed the last one, he was kneeling amongst a pile of bodies, still in his 'hunting mode'. He senses movement behind him and whirls round, throwing a throwing knife with deadly accuracy. It was only the reflexes Natasha had that stopped her head coming clean off.
As soon as Loki realised who it was, his eyes widened and he rushed over to her.
"Gods Natasha! I'm so sorry!" He exclaims.
The red-haired assassin smiles kindly, "its fine… I'll forgive you if you promise to do one thing for me…"
"Anything."
"Teach me how to fight like that?"
Loki chuckles, "Deal."
Natasha turns and begins walking away.
"You won't need much teaching though, nobody's ever been able to sneak up on me before!" Loki calls after her. Terminating the program he looks up at the balcony, seeing the wide eyed and mouthed men staring at him he smirks, walking out of the training room.
"Didn't he have a massive cut on his face this morning?" Clint asks.
"He did," Tony replies, "It's healed much to quickly to be natural which means…"
"He's got his magic back. Steve finishes for him with a smile.