Loki Who?

A/N: Holy crap! I checked my e-mail and found it bombarded with messages….holy crap 0.o I say thanks for not biting my head off you guys :P …Chapter one, please don't kill me if you hate it :(

And I'm super sorry for the long wait for the update, I've been macho busy lately.

Chapter One

"I have told you for the last time Sir, I do not know." He said, looking at the black man in front of him with weariness.

The one eyed, eye patch wearing man had been asking him the same questions for hours. It was starting to ware him thin in both strength and patience. He'd woken up to a nightmare of men in brightly colored outfits and some huge blond idiot with a hammer. That one just ticked him off and he hadn't even done anything yet. The others were questionable. The only halfway normal looking men there the black man and the one in red and yellow metal suite. He let his eyes droop and he sighed, looking back at the dark man who had been staring at him ever since he'd woken up. He didn't have a clue who these people were, where he was, or who he himself was. Which was extremely disturbing in his opinion. However these people kept calling him Loki, and as nice as that name sounded, he was sure he'd remember it.

"Loki, I'm not playing games with you." The man said.

"And neither am I, Mister Fury. However it is completely out of my hands if I can't remember." He shot back. "I haven't the faintest idea of who I am nor where I am from. This enter place, you, all of them are utter strangers to me." He said, glaring at Fury annoyed as he gestured around the room.

Fury sighed, placing his face in his hands and rubbing it. He was ready to kill someone, illegal or no. Loki said he didn't know who he was, so….what should he do. He had higher orders to keep this man alive to stand trial for what he'd done and be sentenced to jail or service to S.H.I.L.D-if the later were possible. If Loki truly didn't know who he was, he couldn't be put on trial, because he couldn't plead guilty or innocent. Nor could he be justly punished.

I hate my job. Fury thought to himself as he looked back up to Loki.

Fury had seen Loki lie many times before, and he knew how long the Trickster could last in their presence, especially if Thor were there. And Loki had long since passed the limit for tolerating Thor. He hadn't used his magic, nor had he made one of his customary rude comments to humanity and how pathetic it was. However what really stood out to Fury was what Loki was doing, not what he wasn't. He truly looked confused and he refused to speak unless spoken to. He would jump at the slightest noise; wither it be Fury just shifting his position or someone suddenly speaking without warning. He kept fidgeting with his bony fingers and shifting, never seeming to be comfortable. He kept his eyes on all of them constantly and when he did speak it was always polite and respectful, though agitated at times. Loki truly was acting like someone who had never seen him or the Avengers before. Loki wasn't even close to acting like Loki, which was why Fury wasn't discounting the Trickster's story yet. The dark man sighed again, louder and more tired.

"So tell me what you do know." He said, finally asking a different question.

Loki looked to him and stayed silent for a long while, just as Fury was about to ask again, Loki spoke.

"I….I don't know anything. I don't know where I am or who any of you are. And I….I don't who I am." He said, his voice soft.

The others looked to each other, disbelieving looks on their faces, but at the same time-believing. Thor's brows drew together and he looked to the ground, thinking. He wasn't so sure Loki was lying right now; he couldn't feel even a speck of Loki's magic, which before now, even as a child, he'd been able to. It was much like a locating beckon for Loki, because no matter how much Loki tried, he couldn't hide his power. He simply had too much and couldn't. But now there was nothing and he would swear that Loki was nothing more than a normal human now, his wounds were still healing and he was very weak. It had taken Loki almost two weeks to come out of his coma and when he did he'd only been able to stay awake a few minutes before falling under again. That had been about four days ago and today was the longest Loki had stayed awake since then. Thor grimaced, what had his bother gotten himself into now.

"Fury, may I have a word with you in private." Thor asked, the others all looked to him.

"Not now Thor, I'm busy." Fury said, looking to Thor sternly.

"You were busy." Tony said smiling smugly, pointing behind Fury.

The man cocked a brow and turned around to find Loki out cold again, his chest rising slowly and his body slack. It hadn't been the first time he'd gone lights off on him so Fury just growled in slight frustration. Getting up and stretching he looked back to Thor, cocking a brow.

"What did you have to talk to me about?" He asked.

"It is about my brother, I do not think he is lying." He said, his face falling into thought.

"And whys that?" Fury said, slightly surprised.

"Because I cannot feel his power, it is as if he does not have any. This has never happened before and Loki has tried to hide his power from me before, but he simply cannot hide it all. But now I feel nothing, and the only way for this to happen is if Loki doesn't know he has it." Thor said.

Everyone stared, blinking slowly at Thor as if he were the most precious thing on Earth.

"How can you be sure he just isn't hiding it." Fury said, taking in this new information.

Thor looked to Fury grimly. "Mister Fury, my brother is the strongest Diem-god in all of Asgard apart from me and my father. You cannot simply hide that much power, it truly is impossible."

Fury lost himself in thought, if this was true then Loki was telling the truth. However there is always the possibility that he'd simply figured out how to hide his power. Not to be cruel, but Thor was quite a few French-fires short of a happy meal and Fury knew this all too well. Grunting in acknowledgement Fury walked from the room, pressing his hand to the security pad and waiting for the door to open. After a few seconds and a hiss from the sliding doors Fury left, ordering everyone to stay put until he got back. Everyone just watched him leave, all expect for Stark who looked at the sleeping Loki. It confused him greatly that someone who had done so many awful things, someone who was full of so much hate and violence could look so innocent in sleep.

Loki's face was smooth and calm, a certain peaceful contentment there that never was when he was awake. One would think instantly of a child when looking apon his sleeping form and would never be able to guess at the crimes he had committed. Cocking his head to the side, Tony raised a questioning brow.

"Thor," He said.

"Yes Stark." The blond answered, his voice to loud even when he spoke quietly.

"How has Loki ended up like he has? I remember you told us once that Loki wasn't always like this." Tony said.

When Thor didn't answer after a moment Stark and the others looked to him. His face was stone but his eyes held a guilt that no one could miss.

"It is complicated. A human wouldn't understand."

Tony was about to press the issues when the doors slid open again and Fury looked to all of them. They were immediately on guard; the dark man's face was a mixer of slight amusement and aggravation.

"Good news boys, you've got a new roommate for that fancy mansion of yours." He said.

A/N: Hi…I know it's bad please don't hate me D:

But please forgive any grammar and spelling mistakes. I'm sorry for missing them. :(