I Will Not Brake
Loki watched from Stark's tower. He was panting hard one of his lungs was not working properly after the Hulk swung him around like a rag doll. Loki a GOD and the beast had the audacity to manhandle him that way! No broken bones but he was bruised all over.
Chaos rained below. His army was crushing them. Those Midgard humans that called themselves the Avengers fought with bravery, Loki would give them that, but it was all in vain. The pain he felt all over was worth it to see their faces fall as more and more monsters poured out of the portal. And the mother ship had not even arrived yet. All was going according to plan.
The sweet taste of victory was tangible in the air. Tony was going to pay for his disobedience. Not only would he die, he would watch all his friends go first and his earth crumble. With this knowledge he could forgive Stark for all he had done.
Then a streak of light went up in to the portal. Loki's brow ferruled as he used his powers to see the view from the mother ship. Loki stud in shocked silence as he watched the metal man launch a missile in to the heart of the ship. He didn't need the suddenly lifeless bodies of his army to tell him that the war was over. Curse Tony! Curse him all the way to Hel.
Loki watched through the eyes of others as the Hulk grabbed Tony's metal body. He waited as the broken body of iron was set on the ground. He listened as the others tried to wake Tony. He hoped, in a small tucked away part of his soul, as the others did that Tony was alive. He cowered at the hulk's roar. But he didn't breath a sight of relief as the others did when Tony awoke. He only hated him more. Tony wouldn't be broken.