Author's Note: You guys are awesome! I didn't think I would get such a positive response for my story. ^^ I thank all of my reviews and readers, every alert and review made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

Ah, this chapter took me the longest time to do, I guess starting up a story right before exams wasn't the smartest thing to do. XD The next chapter should be out much quicker, I am on summer break. This chapter is pretty boring by my standards but almost all expositions are that way, next chapter should be much more interesting.

Disclaimer: I do not own The Avengers.


The Avengers stood together in a large room. There were no words exchanged between them. Even Tony Stark was quiet for once. Each and everyone one of them was in full uniform. Except for Tony, Fury deemed that Tony was in too ill of temper to have many deadly explosives on hand. They were waiting and by the scowls on their faces, they weren't waiting for a dear friend to arrive. Not in the least.

Clint's hands were fixed on both an arrow and on his bow. He was in a position in which he could make a quick shot right between the eyes of the enemy, he had an arrow fixed on the string of his bow. Natasha looked fairly calm, her face gave away nothing but it was easy to see her hand resting upon a pair of hand guns at her sides. Tony Stark was tensed in place, both weary of what was too come and still seething from the past events of the day.


Tony Stark was unhappy. He stood watching multiple men in uniforms ravage his home. Upon their chests a word was written, separated by several periods. S.H.I.E.L.D. The large group of people was moving throughout the house, all of them with different tasks. Some were checking all the nooks and crannies in the house while others were installing multiple wires. Some of the technicians were even testing out the various systems, cameras and traps. They all moved around like frenzied ants.

Tony Stark didn't care, he wanted them OUT. The expression on his face described that wish fully; it was a mix of a pout and a grimace. Out of all the places they had to pick Stark towers. Fury's reasoning was simple but yet it pissed Tony off. "All of you are best suited to the job; we have no use of most of your Team's abilities at the current time except for this current mission. If Mr. Odinson decides to pull another stunt like that we need the Avengers to take him down. Plus both you and two of the others already have established residence in the tower." Babysitters, that's all they were. Watching over a 100 year old brat. He was a freaking billionaire! Hell he was also a genius playboy philanthropist but a babysitter was definitely not one of his titles. Unlike the other Avengers he had a life other than being a hero. He had to run Stark industries and invent stuff! Thor just lived in his house and ate his food when not in Ass-gard. Steve just lived in his house and ate his food.

Now he would have a temperamental, manipulative, murderous insane demi-god living in his house and eating his food. His bad mood grew worst at that thought and he kicked the wall angrily. His foot hit the wall with force, a siren started to blare and the whole hallway was filled with flashing red lights. Tony let out a string of curses; his foot hurt a lot due to his burst of anger. That wasn't even the worst part. A net came flying from the ceiling, landing on Tony's head.

Unlike the common woven fishing net, with one had steel cords. It knocked Tony to the ground with its weight. That's when he lost it; many extremely rude curses started flooding from his mouth as he started to get tangling in the very large net with his thrashing. A good amount of the people working on the room paused in place, watching the scene play before them with a mix of horror and humor on their faces. A few of the most sadistic ones were trying to hold back laughter at the pathetic sight of Tony wriggling around on the floor. If they laughed and angered the billionaire, they knew of the misfortunes that could befall them. For example waking up in the middle of Sahara desert tied to an Ostriches back wouldn't be the worst thing the billionaire could do.

Tony had the net removed from him, it was off but he was still furious. He started yelling something about nets being banished and long strung out curses at both Fury and Loki. The main thought in his head was, Fury better not have gotten video.


Tony kept giving glares at Nick Fury that stood just a few steps from him. Nick Fury made no intentions of either denying he had a video of the event nor did he even respond to Tony's angry words. He assumed that it would be used for blackmail or either as revenge when Tony displeased Fury again. Which looking at past events, the video would probably be all over YouTube before the end of the day.

The least tense Avenger was one off to the side, it was Steve. He felt more nervous rather than out right hostile. Thor promised that Loki would be easy to handle and precautions would be added for his stay, from both Thor's father and from Nick Fury. He had no idea what Thor's father would do in order to keep Loki from his destructive magic but he was confident in the technology Fury had installed in Stark Tower even though he had no idea how it worked.

The team wasn't complete thought, there was one person missing. Bruce Banner took another plane off to yet another distant third world country early in the morning. Fury didn't want to let him go but after the arguments escalated with Bruce turning a little green, Fury gave in. Bruce wanted some down time in order to establish more control over the other guy and to attempt to calm down, transforming into the other guy often was both physically and emotionally taxing for Banner. Plus Tony added in a helpful statement when he contributed in the argument from before, "If he goes green and destructive, you may have to rebuild your base completely. You better get your lemonade stands up to get the money to do so. 'Cause I'm sure as hell not footing out the bill." It made Fury focus his anger out on Tony rather than the man that which had the potential to snap and kill everybody in the room.

A bright light filled the room, causing everyone to flinch. The light was much brighter than any camera flash and it left the humans dazed. Clint managed to let loose an arrow in reflex. The arrow whizzed past Thor's head, ruffling his blonde hair and imprinting it's self into a nearby wall. Reactively Clint hid his bow behind his back like a child being scolded as Thor's eyes came to rest upon him.

"I'm sorry my friends for surprising you!" Thor said in his booming voice. Clint's attention changed focus as he started glaring at the dark haired man standing behind Thor. Loki looked different from their last encounter, Clint noticed Loki's slightly slouched shoulders and the angry red marks around his neck. On those observations his eyes settled on the two collars wrapping around the green eyed man's neck. Loki seemed to have noticed that most of the people in the room were glaring at him and sizing him up, he straightened up, attempting to masquerade as the man that almost succeeded in taking over Earth more than a week ago.

Thor seemed to take a large envelope from out of a small satchel hanging down his side. (Or as Tony called it, a man-purse.) "Friends! Odin sent you the letter in order to let you learn of Loki's…" Thor paused and said with hesitance. "Condition." Loki didn't say anything but the glare Thor received explained everything. Thor took out a roll of what looked like the dried skin of some animal from the envelope and sat it upon the table. The group of Avengers hunched over the table looking at the golden words written elegantly in handwriting. Loki strayed away from the mass of people with an expression of distaste on his face.


Greetings Midgardian Warriors, the Avengers

As you accepted my terms, here is Loki. He will serve out his sentence under the watchful eyes of your warriors. You can do as you wish with him along as you abide by our agreement that you will not kill him.

His magic is sealed by the emerald and gold collar around his neck. I've enchanted it so that it can be taken off him by any one of you if you truly believe he has been renewed. Be warned, getting it back around his neck after it has been taken off will be an agonizingly complex task. It is not recommended you take it off for any sort of reason. I haven't taken his magic from him completely due to the fact it is connected to him in such a way, stealing it away permanently could cause insanity. If Loki starts to act strangely, it is because his current inability to manipulate his magic and he may get into a frenzied panic from the maddening feeling that it is there but he can't use it. If he gets in such a state in which he loses control of his actions, restraint him until the fit is over.

The second neck accessory is enchanted with a binding spell. By placing one of the included tags each person who places it upon his collar, will have power over Loki. There are 5 tags, one for each of the Avengers. (The tags are not to be used by anyone else) Only put them on Loki's neck when the human with the tag plans to be in the presence of Loki for a great amount of time. Being far away from the ones who he is bound by will cause him pain and cause extreme burden upon his body and mind. Be warned abuse of the power or taking it off will make the ability lose its effectiveness.

In order to use the ability of the binding, you need to say his name with a malicious tone and imagine Loki in peril. You need to feel as if Loki deserves to be dying on the floor. Using the collar will not bring on his death, rather it will mimic it, making Loki less included to fight against your team. When saying his name you need to put your anger and force every syllable with clarity. The ability will not trigger if you are intoxicated or just simply frustrated with Loki. You need to consciously put force into your words.

The longevity of Loki's banishment on Midgard will be determined on Thor's judgment. If Thor believes Loki has strayed from his path of destruction, he will be granted access to Asgard once again and he would regain his magic. He is the only one other than I that has the ability to undo second binding collar.

If Loki attempts to wreak havoc once again on your planet he will face Asgardian justice once again, but he will not be shown mercy as my son.

Odin, Allfather.


Each of the Avengers finished the list. The golden words didn't do anything to ease the scowls upon their faces. Thor after he was satisfied that everyone read the entire list, he dumped the remaining contents of the envelope into one of his large muscled hands. Five silver tags feel into his hands with a clatter. His voice sounded louder than usual compared with the previous silence.

"My friends please come forward." In a lower tone Thor asked Natasha a question, "May I borrow one of your knives Lady Natasha?" Thor received a glare as he called Natasha a lady but she unstrapped a small knife from a pocket on her thigh. She passed it to him handle first and he took it slowly. Thor's booming voice was not filled with joy he normally spoke with; it was said in a somber tone. "Each tag needs a drop of blood from their intended person in order for the blinding spell to be cast."

Tony started to speak with a smirk crossing his face. "Does it need to be blood? I'm quite fine using another bod-"

Natasha stopped Tony with a kick to the shins. She didn't even give Tony a backwards glance as he recoiled back in pain. "If you are looking for a drop, this may be better suited." Natasha pulled a much small weapon from a hidden pocket on the right arm of her body suit. It was an extremely narrow silver weapon, it looked much more like a thin nail rather than a knife. Thor gave a nod in thanks as he took the small weapon from Natasha.

"Man of Iron and Captain American." Thor began to speak. Tony stopped muttering profanity and Steve seemed to stand up straighter as the both of them were addressed. "Please use this knife in order to expel blood from your finger. Only a drop will be needed."

Steve didn't look very thrilled with the idea but he reached for the blade. Thor gave him it and picked one of the tags up, passing it to the blonde man. He made a small nick in his finger and let a drop drip onto the silver tablet. What happened made Steve give a surprised gasp and dropped the small metallic tablet on the ground with a clatter. He quickly picked it up, his face turning slightly pink that he let such a small event startle him. The metal changed during the contact with the blood. Rather than the plain silver it once was, dark red runes appeared upon the silver. Blood also stained it giving it a grungy effect.

Thor had Tony do the same thing right after, the only difference was that he didn't drop the tablet and he gave Steve a hard time for doing so. Thor's booming voice once again filled the room, "Now you much place the binding tablets to the object of binding placed upon my brothers neck."

The uncharacteristically silent god's head show up from its position of staring at the floor to look at the approaching humans. They walked slowly but watched Loki as if they were moving toward a rabid dog. An emotion crossed Loki's face for a second as they approached he cleared it off as soon as he realized it was showing. It was mind numbing fear. Loki started to edge away from them, going backward much like a cornered animal. Steve stopped in place as he watched Loki back into a solid object, the panic on his face an evident at that time and his silver tongue seemed to leave him. With a pang, Steve compared Loki to his former self without the Super Soldier Serum. He attempted pushing away those emotions without much success; it sickened him that he sympathized with the disgraced god. He killed Coulson and countless others. He was a monster.

Thor was the solid object that Loki backed into, in realizing this; an even more panicked expression filled his eyes. Steve was surprised at Loki's behavior, of what he had saw of the demi-god before, the Asgardian always acted as if he was in control of all situations by keeping calm and cocky constantly. This was no longer the case. The former villain looked more like trapped animal, trying to escape by any means possible. The demi-god didn't even try to use his honeyed words; he attempted to force Thor away from him. It didn't work at all thought; Thor was obviously the stronger of the two. He proved the fact even more so when he wrapped his arms over Loki's thin frame. Even though he was trapped, Loki still struggled, trying to force the larger man away from him. A few feral snarls ripped from his throat directed at Thor. Thor seemed to be shaken by his brother's behavior by the expression on his face but his hold on the crazed villain didn't waver.

Thor muttered a few words to his brother very quietly. "I'm sorry," but it didn't help in the slightest. It seemed provoked Loki even more, causing him to struggle even more. Thor pinned both of Loki's arms to his side, restricting his movement. Loki seemed to find his words once again because rather than the snarls and grunts, he was speaking in a language foreign to Steve. Everyone of his words were laced with venom. Thor seemed to understand it though; he flinched at the words Loki spat out.

Thor's voice sounded loudly over Loki's hisses, "Man of Iron, Captain America. Put the binding tablets on the dark coloured collar around my brother's neck." By Thor's words Loki seemed to struggle even harder. Even Thor at this point was finding it hard to hold onto the scrawny green eyed god.

"Ladies first." Tony Stark spoke up, moving his body in a mocking bow. Steve paid him no mind as he moved toward the two Asgardians cautiously.

Steve was faced with a predicament when he stood right in front of the thrashing demi god. He had no idea how to place the tablet on Loki's color. There wasn't a clip or a hole on both the tablet and the collar. Both of them were completely solid without even the slightest flaw. "Um, Thor? How do I get it onto the collar?"

Thor frowned at Steve calling it a collar because it started Loki on another spree of threats and insults but he answered back quickly in a puzzled tone. "You just place it upon and the binding spell will be created between you and my brother."

Steve gave a leap of faith as he reached his arm out with the silver tablet clasped between his fingers. Thor retrained Loki, stopping him from moving almost entirely as Steve inched closer. It didn't stop Loki from continuing his angry rant directed toward Thor in a foreign language. His teeth were bared as Steve inched closer until he was finally an arm's length apart. He moved slowly, not wanting to get his hand bitten by the struggling Loki. He only rushed when Thor spoke out. "Faster!"

Steve touched the small seemingly metal tablet to the black collar around Loki's neck and Loki stopped his struggling and froze. His body was tense as if he was bracing to be hit. Steve was paralyzed where he stood; the collar reacted to the tablet in a both confusing and strange way. Where the tablet touched the collar it had lost its smooth shape, instead long black tendrils wrapped around the tablet, shining with the brilliance of a liquid. It moved as if it were a real beast, its movements were of its own accord. The thing pulled the tablet from Steve's and pulled it into the main body of the black collar. It looked much like a snake devouring a mouse. Before completely returning to its collar stat, a cord of black slime rested upon Steve's hand for only a second. He was frozen in place, his muscles unwilling to move as collar residue burned his finger. It felt as if he had placed his finger onto the top of a hot oven. What felt like hours the collar, the collar withdrawn back onto Loki's skin, leaving a shocked and surprised Steve in its wake.

"What the fuck was that?" Clint was the first to speak up.