Hey guys. Long time no see right? Well I found this story again and decided to update. Hopefully it's to the character of Loki and that you guys will agree. Enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I only own Lyle. Not the Avengers

Chapter Three: New Target

"Back again?" my doppelganger asked. I rolled my eyes and sat down, she doing the same five feet across from me.

"I can't seem to hide from my dreams," I sighed. The doppelganger stood up and sat next to me and we both stared at the glowing Tesseract.

"No, you can't," she said. It felt odd being next to myself, like looking in a mirror but one that showed the other side.

"Is there anything you can tell me about the Tesseract?" I asked her, trying to get something out of this dream. She stared at me and blinked, her blue lined eyes standing out.

"I know as much as you," she said. I sighed and slapped my hand on the floor,

"You've said that already yet you were able to tell me who that guy was and what the Tesseract was," I stood up and pointed to the cube, "so how in the world can you tell me that you only know what I know and seem to know more than I do?" She stood up and stood in front of me again and held out her hand. From her hand emerged a white orb that had moving shapes,

"Look closer." I leaned down slightly and squinted into the orb. A scene in a warehouse similar to the one I was standing in appeared before me. I was suddenly sucked in and stood in the middle of work on a structure that held the Tesseract. I went unnoticed as I walked around the scientists, one of who I recognized as Dr. Selvig who was at the lab when Loki appeared.

"Dr. Selvig?" I said.

"He can't hear you." I turned around and looked at her.

"Why can't he?"

"Interference between the Tesseract and yourself."

"What the hell does that mean?"

"Just listen." I turned and focused my attention onto the people and saw Loki among them. I heard Loki ask Selvig about something that the Tesseract showed him. I saw Barton speak to him as well and then Selvig began discussing something about a rock that could only be accessed by a certain man in Germany. After Loki finished discussing the matters with Barton and Selvig he suddenly turned around and stared straight at me. The rest of the world swirled around me and it was just me, him, and the dopple ganger.

"Well, it seems we have another card in the deck," he smiled. I growled slightly as my dopple ganger stood beside me.

"This is a dream, my dream," I snarled, "doubt that you can actually be in my mind."

"Oh but I am," Loki smirked, "a mortal's dreams are easy to possess, easy to manipulate," he began circling me, "but the strange thing is, you don't seem to be a 'normal' mortal." My dopple ganger stood behind me and rested her chin on my shoulder,

"He's provoking you," she whispered, "don't give in."

"Silence you pest," Loki barked, "she does not need your protection." I slipped my hand behind my back and grabbed hers.

"You won't win, Loki," I smiled, trying to put on a façade, "It's just not possible." He suddenly appeared in front of me and leaned down to the point where our noses were inches apart.

"You mortals are all the same," he smiled, "pride gets the better of you." I felt heat rise in my cheeks and before I knew what was happening the amulet around my neck burst into blue flames; sending me to the floor and Loki a good ten feet away. I jumped up and met Loki's surprised stare with a cool mask.

"I believe you mentioned that I was not a 'normal' mortal?" I smiled coyly. He got up with a growl and his gold armor appeared as he stalked towards me.

"Do you really think you can stop me?" he snarled, his hand wrapping around my throat but I stood stock still; the theory that dreams weren't real still fresh in my mind.

"Yes, and no amount of intimidation will make me believe any differently," I spat. His gaze suddenly softened slightly and the hold on my neck disappeared and was replaced by the back of his hand trailing down my cheek.

"Then perhaps you will respond to something else." My brows furrowed in confusion at his comment but as he started leaning in towards my face, my eyes went wide. When his lips touched mine I sat bolt upright, wide awake, on the floor of the containment room. My chest heaved with deep breaths that seemed to leave me starving for oxygen. I hugged my rag tag blanket closer and stood up and left the containment room. I got out into the hall and leaned against the wall; still attempting to catch my breath.

"Then perhaps you will respond to something else."

I shook his words from my mind before pounding towards the main deck. I burst into the room, out of breath and was met with over a dozen pairs of eyes.

"Germany. That's our target."

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