I am really sorry, but there is going to be a few inaccuracies in here. Especially with the Infinity gauntlet. It's mostly so that I can get a crazy story line centred, hopefully It's not too unbearable, sorry about that.


"I'm sorry, can you just repeat that whole last point?" Tony asked with a slightly sarcastic drawl to his voice. Normally the rest of the team would be annoyed by the tone of his voice, but they were all as lost as he was. Thor took a breath, his patience remaining, he understood that it was a lot to suddenly take in.

"The Infinity Gauntlet is a device that was created a long time ago, by one of our most powerful magic wielders-" He began but Tony waved his arm, cutting him off.

"Yeah yeah, got that part, some magical dude made a cool thing, go forward to the stones would you?"

Thor just nodded before continuing. "A stone was taken from each of the realms, representing the power of the nine realms-"

"Including Earth?" Clint interrupted, but Steve pointedly shushed him.

"Yes, including Earth." Thor confirmed. "It was deemed to be perhaps the most powerful thing in the Universe and therefore, the most dangerous. Not long after its creation, another of our great sorcerers, Garnos, came to my father and pleaded for him to destroy it, fearing its power-"

"I'm not surprised, sounds like something nobody should have really." Tony said and this time everyone shot him looks of annoyance. They were anxious to understand the story and his constant interruptions were not helping. The team had gathered in Tony's tower since it was his equipment being used to try and track down Loki again, but with no results so far. Everyone was on edge, Tony and Bruce were still miffed that Loki's presence had been kept from them, but every time they tried to bring the subject up, Clint would yell about Natasha's whereabouts being a more vital topic.

"Stark if you open your mouth one more time, I will close it permanently." Fury threatened, in no mood to deal with Tony and his snide comments. Before Tony could reply, Thor hurriedly continued his explanation.

"As I said, it is vastly powerful and Garnos was right to be concerned. But my father refused to destroy it, not completely aware of the dangers that could arise from having the Gauntlet in his possession. Though it may have been because he also saw it as something that would ensure Asgard would be held in higher honour than all of the other realms."

"What an egotist."

"Stark!" Fury growled.

"Sorry, sorry, last time. Continue big guy."

"You are not grasping the seriousness of this situation." Thor frowned. "Garnos did not accept my father's answer and he made the decision to try and destroy the Gauntlet himself. He must have informed someone of his plan, I am not sure who, but word of his deceit got back to my father and Garnos was banished from Asgard, cast out for his betrayal. It wasn't until much later it was discovered that even though he had failed in his task, he had managed to steal one of the stones. His sorcery allowed him to create a most convincing fake, but his trickery failed eventually and my father was not pleased when he found out."

"What happened to this, Garnos?" Fury asked, realizing Thor had reached a pause in his story.

"He came here, to Earth." Thor explained. "He had of course stolen the stone that came from this realm, meaning that it would only be safe and untraceable as long as it was here."

"And this ties in with Natasha…how?" Clint asked impatiently. He didn't give a shit about all the magic and sorcery, he wanted his partner back. Every moment that passed filled him with more and more fear that Loki had either killed her or taken away her mind. He shuddered at the thought but it went unnoticed.

"Last night when I became aware of Loki's presence in the tower and went to find him, I caught only a short view of Lady Natasha before Loki transported them both away-"

"I have a point to make about that." Fury said, annoyance filling his tone and he turned to Tony. "You assured me that the security systems of this tower were, and I quote 'unbeatable, unhackable and God-like.' Care to explain the reason that Loki's presence here went unnoticed until he picked it up?" He asked, nodding in Thor's direction.

"Uh, yeah, JARVIS? Tell the Director what you told me." Tony said, tilting his head to the ceiling, though there were speakers in various points around the room and not just the roof.

"The previous morning Miss. Romanoff requested that the cameras to her room be taken offline." JARVIS informed the group, his tone as calm and collected as always. "She neglected to make the order of putting them back online. Her room was disengaged from the security feeds at the moment that she was taken."

The group was silent for a moment before Steve spoke up for the first time since the meeting was called. "Is it possible, that she is working with Loki?" He asked.

Clint stood up with such a speed that his chair toppled over, "Are you fucking insane!" He spat in Steve's direction, instant hatred crossing his face. "She was kidnapped by that psychotic bastard!"

Steve stood up as well, but held his hands in front of him to try and defuse the sudden tension. "Calm down Barton, it was just a suggestion. Don't you think it's odd that her surveillance feed was conveniently turned off at the time? I'm just trying to look at all the options here."

Clint stared at him with an outraged expression, unable to believe the way Natasha's integrity had been so easily called into question. "She's part of our team you twat!" He half yelled, knowing that his anger was not going to be helping his case, or helping them find Natasha.

"Yes and she's also a spy." Steve said calmly, ignoring the name calling and putting it down to Clint's rage, "What other possible reason could she have for taking her cameras offline?"

"Actually she does that quite often." Tony piped up, actually opening his mouth to offer something useful for once. "It's really not uncommon for her cameras to just suddenly go down at random times. Like when she's getting dressed for example. Since she knows she has eyes on her." He added with a slight smirk, turning a helpful moment into yet another snarky one. But his point had been made and even Steve looked a little relieved. He didn't want to think that Natasha couldn't be trusted, but he knew they needed to have all the options looked at.

"Satisfied?" Clint shot, slightly calmer but still obviously pissed off with his Captain. Steve nodded and the two of them sat back down, Clint pulling his chair upright with an unnecessarily forceful motion.

"Are you children finished squabbling?" Fury asked with a warning growl in his tone, wanting to get the purpose of their meeting back on track. When nobody else made any more ridiculous comments or angry remarks, he turned back to Thor and nodded for him to continue yet again.

"When I saw Lady Natasha, I noticed the necklace she was wearing-"

"Natasha doesn't wear jewellery." Clint said quickly, "It gets in the way and-"

"GODAMMIT BARTON!" Fury yelled, "Shut your mouth or I will forcibly remove you from this room and throw your smartass over the balcony myself!"

Clint looked annoyed but was aware that he was only drawing out the explanation they were trying to get from Thor and he folded his arms, scowling a little.

Thor stared at the group, the ones that had so valiantly stood beside him a year previously when they had fought against the army that Loki had brought to Earth. They had not changed much, they still seemed so petty and ready to fight amongst themselves, but he understood that they were all worried about their missing comrade and he allowed them lenience when interrupting him so often. On Asgard, very few people had the courage to cut him off mid-sentence and if the situation had not been so serious, then he would most likely have found it to be amusing.

"Please allow me to speak, this is very important." Thor said with a commanding tone that brought every eye in the room to rest on him. "The stone that was stolen from the Infinity Gauntlet is now residing around Lady Natasha's neck. Do not ask me if I am certain, or if I think I could be mistaken. You need to understand that I recognized it as easily as I recognized Loki when I saw him in the room. I fully believe that the stone is what Loki has come to Earth to search for. This means that his plan can only be to reassemble the Gauntlet."

Everybody was silent again, rare moments like those were few and far between with the group, especially when Tony was in the room. But as everybody expected, he was the first one to speak again.

"So, is it safe to say that this situation is worse than we all anticipated?" It was a rhetorical question and nobody bothered to answer it.

"How did Natasha come to have the stone?" Steve asked and everybody looked at Clint, he was the one who definitely knew her the best. If anyone would have the answer, it would be him. But he just shifted his shoulder in a one sided shrug, frowning a little.

"Like I said, she doesn't wear jewellery. I wasn't even aware she had any." He seemed like the fact he couldn't give them an answer was bothering him. He knew she had secrets that she had still not revealed to him, but why would she not ever even mention a necklace that was important enough to wear. He'd bought her a bracelet once and he'd had to return it to the store, she had basically explained that she couldn't wear anything like that because it could cause problems while fighting. So where the hell had she gotten a necklace that held a magical stone that was supposed to be in Asgard? He shook his head to himself and ran a hand though his hair, his frown increasing steadily.

"I have a question." Bruce said quietly and all the heads turned to where he was standing in the corner, his presence having been essentially forgotten. "As morbid as this sounds, uh, why did Loki feel the need to take her, why didn't he just… kill her and take the stone?" He spoke hesitantly, trying to word the question as delicately as he could.

Everybody looked thoughtful and Clint was suddenly worried they would come to the conclusion that she would actually have to be working with Loki after all.

"I cannot offer an answer to that." Thor said quietly. Even he was confused as to why that was the case. "But, there is reason to assume that she is in danger if she is with him."

"You think?" Clint said sarcastically, folding his arms even tighter, "Kidnapped by the same person who tried to kill everyone on this planet? Nah, I'm sure she's having a fucking blast right now."


Natasha's mind was awash with shame and shock, not even fully capable of understanding exactly what had happened. Part of her mind tried to tell her that it had been rape but she was fully aware that it was not true. She had been raped before and what Loki had done to her was so different, but arguably worse. A sicker, more twisted part of her wished it had been rape by physical force, at least then she would have been able to justify that she had no choice in the matter, she would have been overpowered and unable to defend herself. But instead, she had to accept that her mind and body had welcomed the intimacy and had found it immensely pleasurable. Her orgasm had been intense, there was no denying that, it had been a wondrous moment and yet once it had passed, she hated every second. She was disgusted with herself, with her body. With him. Such a despicable and evil creature.

Yes, it was far worse than rape.

And she had fucking enjoyed it.

The only solace that she could embrace, was the knowledge of how she had managed to get under his skin and anger him so easily. But that had proved to be such a bad idea.

For almost an hour she sat in a hunched position with the blanket somewhat covering her, using it more for warmth rather than any notion of modesty. She could hear him moving around the house, his footsteps impossibly quiet, yet able to be picked up by her incredible hearing. She had no idea what he was doing and she did not care. She was waiting for him to fall asleep so she could find a way out of her prison.

Magic. Even after all that had happened, she could barely comprehend the idea of it. She had spent her entire life relying on herself and her weapons, scoffing at the possibility of such supernatural occurrences. Loki's attempted invasion had changed everything and forced her to accept that there was so much more out there, so many things that dwarfed her and her place in the world. She had no defence against magic, she could not control it, she could not fight against it and this infuriated her to no end.

The remains of her underwear lay across the floor, ruined and completely unusable, leaving the blanket her only form of clothing available. It sickened her that she held it so tightly around her, knowing that he had been the one that had given it to her in the first place. Slowly, she stood, feeling a slight aching in her lower body that had arisen from the rough sex. The lounge was too bare to offer any viable weapons, whoever lived in the house either had extremely simple tastes, or was simply not there a lot. She briefly wondered why Loki had specifically chosen this particular place to occupy, but then realized that she didn't care. It was hardly important in the grand scheme of things.

Once again she searched the room for anything that she could use as a physical defence against the God, but her mind was reminding her that he had overridden her will. He could easily do it again. He had forced her to enjoy it, to want it with an unrelenting desire and she was humiliated by the concept. From that humiliation, came the need for revenge.

After a long while, she realized the footsteps had stopped and she moved to the doorway that she could not pass through, listening intently. She could pick up no sound, but that did not mean he was sleeping, he could simply be sitting down somewhere. Then suddenly she heard the unmistakable sound of a shower being turned on and she blinked with a little surprise. The idea of a God from another world taking a shower seemed almost strange.

She tried her hardest to break through the invisible barrier, kicking it, punching it, slamming her shoulder against it. But nothing worked and she gave a cry of frustration at being trapped in such an undignified way. Initially she had been thankful he hadn't tied her up to something, but she wondered if this way was worse, taunting her with freedom, knowing that she would not be able to obtain it.

After a childish moment of uselessly beating her fists against the barrier, she stepped back and forced herself to take a deep breath. She had been in similar situations, trapped and at the complete mercy of her captor, though the details were vastly different, she knew that losing her head would not help her in the slightest. She pulled the blanket back around her shoulders, having dropped as she tried to break free of the magical encased room. In her mind she tried to map the house, not having much luck considering the room that she was in, was the only one she had actually seen.

She moved to the window and pulled the curtains back, scowling as she realized the view would not assist her in the slightest. She found herself staring at the brick wall of an alley alongside the house. The wall itself must have belonged to some kind of factory building, considering its height and width, ensuring Natasha could not accurately gain any sort of bearing. She may as well have been tied up and blindfolded, she could walk around the room and she could look out the window, but neither of those things could help her in any way.

Her team would be searching for her, she knew that much with certainty, but if Loki was to be believed then they would have no hope. But Thor was with them, he may know a way or be able to help find her with a method that was not available to her team.

Her hand moved to the necklace again and she very briefly considered just giving it to Loki, if that was what he wanted then he would leave her alone and- No! She cut off her own thought train with an angry expression. She knew damn well that he would not let her live even if she handed over the pendant, but more than that, he was obviously desperate to acquire it. She had no idea why, but if Loki wanted it, then there was no way it would be for a good reason. She would not relinquish something that he was seeking and as long as she wore it, then he could not harm her physically.

He could only infect her mind with his magic.

She would have to take the metaphorical bullet and try to last out against him, she could not risk him getting his hands on the necklace, even if she couldn't understand his need for it.

She was a spider, caught in the web of the Trickster, but she was not defeated and he had not won. She would find a way to free herself and if she could drive a knife through his skull while doing so, then that was just a delicious bonus.


I'm sorry for updating so often, I'm just getting hooked on my own story and can't seem to stop writing more. Thank you so much for the reviews, honestly, whether good or bad, I just want to know how I'm doing and how I could be improving.