Yay, chapter two!

It's kind of ironic that today is Valentine's Day and I'm sitting here typing all of these things for this chapter. Oops.

Also, this chapter is M, mostly for language but a slight bit of almost-torture.

I do not own all of the characters.


Loud footsteps sounded through the lifeless hall. The prisoner lifted his head, his dirty black hair framing his gaunt face. He thrashed against the shackles holding his wrists though it was of no use. As the footsteps grew louder, the prisoner's struggling became more and more urgent. A moment later, the Chitauri soldier walked in, unhooking the chains that held the shackles from the wall and grabbing his wrists. The soldier dragged him from his cell, bringing him out into a larger area. A throne sat at the end, a large figure was sitting on it, a figure the prisoner knew well.

"Ahh, my pet, I have a job for you." The figure walked forward as the Chitauri soldier forced the prisoner down onto his knees. The being came closer, finally stepping into a small ray of light, showing purple skin covered in golden armour and crimson eyes.

Thanos smiled at the sight of fear and resignation in the prisoner's eyes. Thanos reached down and pulled a small blue gem from his belt. He twirled it in his fingers for a moment, before placing it against his prisoner's forehead and using his powers to activate it.

The prisoner screamed in agony. He could feel the force pushing into his mind, ripping it from his hands and placing it under new control. It felt as though someone was sawing through his skull with a white hot knife and for some reason, no matter how much he begged, they wouldn't stop.

It lasted only seconds. Thanos pulled the gem away and placed it back on his belt before reciting a few spells. The prisoner's shredded, dirty clothes were replaced with his shining armour. His hair became clean and brushed back, and his many wounds were shielded from sight but not healed.

The prisoner repositioned himself so that he was kneeling on one knee, looking up at Thanos. "You said you have a job for me Master?"

Thanos grinned at how easily the Mind Gem had worked. "Yes. Go to Midgard and retrieve the...item of interest."

"And what to do with the Avengers?"

"Do not kill them, I enjoy a challenge."

With a quick nod, he went to where a small mass of Chitauri were assembled, just enough to allow for a more undercover attack. Thanos opened the portal and watched as the prisoner and Chitauri walked through. The golden, curved horns of the prisoner's helmet illuminated against the light.


It was a few days after her Central Park outing and she hadn't left her floor since. MiKayla was growing tired of being cut off from the team though and she really needed to apologize or something. She turned over in her bed and pulled the cover over her head. She'd go up there soon but it wasn't likely everyone was awake yet.

A knock on the door brought her thoughts to an abrupt halt. "Come in!" She had barely pulled the cover off over her head when another black cloth was pulled over her head. She panicked and reached up to pull it off only to have her wrists caught in cold, metallic hands. She did everything she could to get out of the cold grip but she felts a few more hands lock onto her, effectively dragging her from the room. A minute or so later, they finally came to a stop and the cloth was pulled off of her head. She was sitting on the floor on the Family Floor and the team was sitting across from her. Thor's head was bleeding and he was held still by a spell, Bruce lay on the ground unconscious, and the rest of the team sat bound and held down by what MiKayla recognized to be Chitauri. Thor was glaring at something, or someone, standing just behind her. She tilted her head back and froze.

Loki was standing just behind her, adorned in golden armour. He smiled when she looked at him. She shot into a standing position, backing away toward the team.

Loki chuckled. "Hello there."

MiKayla gulped and muttered a quick paralysing spell which Loki deflected with an even faster defensive one.

"I don't think so," he said in a sweet voice which only sounded more terrifying. He wrapped an arm around her waist, pushing her hands down under his grip.

"Don't touch her you bastard!" Tony yelled, eyes flicking between Loki and her. He thrashed against the Chitauri but couldn't budge them a bit. It was obvious they had been at it a while, each of the team was covered in bruises and scratches.

Loki laughed. "You aren't in much of a position to be ordering me around Stark."

Her father growled at him. "If you harm her, so help, I will murder you in the most creative way possible and I'm sure the team wouldn't mind helping."

Thor looked at Loki with something that resembled sadness in his eyes. "Brother please."

"I am not you brother." Loki looked down at MiKayla and brushed her cheek. "Well, say your farewells. I doubt you'll see them again."

MiKayla flinched away from him and turned to the team but the words caught in her throat and her eyes filled with tears. There had to be something they could do, anything. But everything seemed helpless. Her magic was of no use as Loki could overpower it, Bruce was unconscious, and everyone else was bound in one way or another.

"Everything'll be fine," Tony said, watching her. His eyes seemed to have tears in them too. "I promise." His voice cracked. The rest of the team remained silent for some reason, either from sadness or respect for her father, she couldn't tell.

Loki laughed. "It's never good to make promises you can't keep." MiKayla met her father's gaze just before Loki mumbled something and the rest of the team disappeared from her sight with a flash of light.


Tony remained where he had been on the floor even after the Loki and the Chitauri had left. How dare that fucking bastard take-no, even touch his daughter? But regardless of what he wanted or what he thought, the harsh reality still came crashing over him. Loki had taken his daughter and he had just sat there on the floor and promised her everything would be okay when he doubted it would be.

Somehow, the team managed to get him up. He stood there for a minute before looking at each of them. "Please tell me that did not just happen."

None of them replied. The faces showing various stages of sadness.

Moments later, a slight groan came from Bruce and he stood up, swaying slightly and holding his head. "What happened?"

"That bastard took her," Tony growled.

It took Bruce a minute to grasp what he meant. When he figured it out his eyes shot green. "Excuse me for a bit," he said before quickly leaving the tower, no doubt going to Hulk out in some place on the edge of the city.

Thor sighed and sat beside Tony before realizing his head was still bleeding. He walked into the kitchen and grabbed a few paper towels, staunching the blood flow from the gash before returning to the living room. "I will go to Asgard and see if the AllFather may have some way for finding Loki and MiKayla."

Tony nodded slightly, keeping his gaze on the floor. Thor was about to walk out onto the balcony to leave when Steve called to him.

"Thor, I want to ask you something," Steve said, he looked confused but deep in thought.

"Go on."

"Well, I thought you had said Loki's eyes were green."

Thor furrowed his brow. "They are but I don't see what that has to do with this situation."

Steve shook his head. "His eyes weren't green, Thor. They were definitely blue."

Clint's head snapped up, his eyes darting to Steve. "Do you mean to tell me that he's being controlled?"

Steve shrugged and looked to Thor for an answer.

Thor sighed. "I do not know my friends though I will ask as soon as I make it to Asgard." He then turned and walked out onto the balcony, disappearing in a golden light.


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