Rebecca said nothing but nodded her head in salute when she passed different people. She simply entered the head of anyone she came across on her journey so they did not realise it was effectively Public Enemy Number One that was passing them, scanning their thoughts as she did, getting all the information necessary to make her journey as simple as possible. She used stairwells instead of elevators, because though she could get the codes required for the lifts, they had cameras, and cameras have a tendency to show what is actually in front of it, she had never been able to manipulate electronics. She used the keycodes she was able to fish from higher rank individuals brains and made her way up the Stark Tower with little issue. When she got to the first floor she required, she used her abilities to make those inside to be unable to move, as she had done with Stark on their last encounter. Walking into the room, she smiled.

"Hello Avengers." They all watched as she circled them all. "I am so glad you are all recovering so well," She beamed with false modesty in her voice. "I see you are all now fully aware of me, I'm honoured I have clearly taken up so much of your minds." She walked over to Wanda, who was staring at her in terror. "I must really scare you, I am the first person to ever be immune to you, in fact, I am all the more terrifying because I can control you, but I will let you see some things." Her grin became wider as Wanda gasped and tears came to her eyes. "You know what is in store for you all now." She laughed playfully. "I bet you are so glad Pietro is not here," She leant in close to the other woman. "If he was, I would have him kill you slowly and painfully, because you would never do anything to hurt him, and as he pulled your organs from your eviscerated stomach, you would just wait for death, knowing that if you tried to do anything to stop him, I would simply do the same to him." The tears flowed heavily down Wanda's cheeks. "Now, go to sleep little girl." With that, Wanda drifted off. "For the record," She stood up once more. "The archer was the only one of you that had the intelligence to scarper, but he too will meet his end. You should have just left Loki alone, he will have his vengeance, on each and every one of you, one by one." She hissed. "Starting today. I used to hate surprises as a child, it usually meant another bomb going off, or another friend dead, but I hear most people like them, especially Americans, so when and where, are surprises." Taking one look around the room she smiled again. "I shall see you all very soon, and when I do, you will die, sleep well." With that, she left and made her way down the stairwell again, making her way to Stark's private quarters, where the billionaire sat up in the bed, trying to get the machine in front of him to function. "Don't tell me they didn't charge it, that is just so mean." Stark's eyes darted side to side as he looked for her. "Hello Tony," She went right up into his line of sight. "Do your little eye thing if you want to have a two-way conversation for the first time in three months." Immediately he flicked his eyes up and down. Smiling, she nodded slightly.

"You bitch!" He gasped. "Why shouldn't I call everyone now?"

"Because the moment you think to do it, I will put you back in."

"Please, no."

"Besides, I have already gone to see your little friends and they are otherwise preoccupied right now, so, be a good boy and use your few minutes of speech more productively." She ordered, sitting on a seat next to his bed, fiddling with the computer before actually setting it to charge, seeing in Tony's mind how it functioned, "Sadly, I'm the only company you are going to get."

"Why?"

"Why? Why not? You were their little guard dogs, you would have come after me too, as soon as they gave the command."

"We had no reason to."

"LIAR! I saw in their heads, that the ever so virtuous Captain America thought I should have been snipered before they ever considering apprehending me, that I should be hooked up to machines and tortured into helping control the Hulk, that nugget was the female assassin's thoughts on the matter, and I am no fool, I know what you think of me."

"You've trapped me in my own body." Stark spat.

"Before I did that, what would you have thought?" his eyes flickered for a moment, but she read his thoughts. Swallowing, the sadness in her features altered to anger again, "Well, then it seems I have given you all your just desserts." She snarled.

"You killed Fury."

"He deserved it."

"That wasn't your call to make."

"I beg to differ." She dismissed, walking back over to him. "I'm bored, enjoy your prison, Anthony Stark."

"No, please…"

"You honestly think I would keep you talking, you don't deserve it, also it has the advantage of you not being able to talk as Loki deals with you." She hissed as she took away his speech and made for the door. As she made her way to the stairwell, a large figure came into the hallway behind her, she paused and waited.

"Lady Rebecca."

She turned to look at him. "Prince Thor."

"I am no Prince here." He eyed her carefully.

"You don't plan to harm me?" She asked curiously, looking into his mind.

"You have harmed none, technically." He pointed out. "On this day, that is."

"So what, you rather apprehend me without force? You are more honourable than Loki gives you credit for, but you are not as wise as you think yourself to be."

"Please come willingly." Thor pleaded.

Rebecca scoffed, "What do you think you can do to me, Almighty Thor?" she watched as she had him get onto the floor and bark like a small dog before crawling around on his hands and knees. Walking over to him, she gripped his chin and forced him to look up at her. "You actually thought you had snuck passed me or that you were too strong for me, but here's the thing Thor, I let you come to me, I allowed you the ability to come to me, but I also can control you." She snarled, her tone and eyes dark with anger. "Don't you get it, I am too strong for you, all of you; that is why they wanted me on ice?"

"What Nick Fury and S.H.I.E.L.D. did to you was wrong." Rebecca paused, seeing he truly believed that. "They gave you no trial for your actions, they were justified; you were scared, surrounded and outgunned. You had not done any great wrong, existing is not a crime, Rebecca."

"To them it was. You have fought battles since before anyone here knew how to speak this language, what one terrified you most?" She scanned his mind immediately for the answer. "I grew up, knowing I could get killed, day or night, all it took was the British Army allowing it, every day going to school, every car I did not recognise could have killed me, but I could not control that. When they all had those guns pointed at me, that I could control, I swore when I got out of Ireland I would never be controlled by fear like that again, and that day, they tried to do it to me. And that filthy sack of scum Fury, he said I was the danger; I suppose he was right in the end." She turned to the door to the stairwell again. "He is coming for you, all of you, and as he kills you, one by one, I will be standing there, watching and smiling." She commented, turning back to look at Thor for a moment. "All he wanted when you were younger was for you to treat him as your equal, not your pathetic tag along little brother your mother insisted you bring with you and your friends, all this could have been avoided if you had just cared about him."

"I made mistakes with Loki when I was younger, I have long since acknowledged that; but I have always loved Loki as my brother, my kin and I always will." He stated earnestly, begging her silently to see how he recalled their childhood. Looking into his mind, Rebecca pursed her lips. "I should have shown him more, but even on Asgard, showing too much affection as a male is a mocked action."

"Well, the damage is done, he comes, tick tock." She replied coldly before walking to the door. "He will defeat you all." Those were her last words before she began to descend the Tower, Thor and the others forced to wait until she gave them permission again to move before they could sound the alarm, though she was long gone by then.

*

"You went without me," Rebecca turned to see Loki sitting on the chair facing the door, a glass tumbler filled with an amber liquid in his hand, his tone cold.

"You said you were busy getting ready for us to leave, I got bored."

"And?"

"They think it starts today, I have planted utmost terror in the girl, she will inform them of their supposed futures." She walked over and got onto his lap. "Just do me one favour?"

"I'm listening."

"The red-haired assassin."

"What of her?"

"Give me her."

"I have unfinished business with her, she played a small trick on me once."

"I want her."

Loki drained the glass before placing it on the table next to him. "You had your revenge, let me have mine."

"She wanted me hooked up to machines, like a human puppet to do their bidding." She explained angrily, relieved to see that Loki's anger surged slightly at that, but his words next irked her.

"Then I will make her death more painful," he promised. "But I will be dealing with this." Angered, Becky removed herself from his lap and went to leave the room, but Loki quickly caught up with her and pushed her against a wall. "Do you not trust me to deal with her? You will be there, you will bear witness to her pain." He promised, his tone lustful.

"I better have a headache from her screams by its end." she snarled.

Loki hoisted her so that her legs straddled his hips and grinned wickedly. "I solemnly swear it." With that, he used his magic to strip her. "I adore doing that to you." He grinned wickedly, looking over her every curve.