A still shocked Tony gathered all his strength to move the tranquilized Bruce into a sofa. He tried to wake him up, but to no avail. Knowing he had to wait, he contacted JARVIS, hungry for information.

"I want you to enter SHIELD's server and find all the details there could be of this interception mission. And send this message to all Avengers. Get to the tower ASAP. Shield's turned on us. Urgent matter."

"Will do, sir" Replied the smooth voice.

Tony smashed his fist in the table, angry and feeling impotent. This was an outrageous blatant abuse of authority. Yes, maybe Steve wasn't careful enough when they said they had a criminal in their house, maybe he should have left it in "unexpected ally", but damn, they were the Avengers. They had saved the world more than once, succeeding were regular law enforcement agencies failed. If they said this guy was worth it, they should pay some attention. And the guy was pretty badly hurt. Gosh.

"I have found some orders for that mission, sir." said JARVIS, interrupting his thoughts. Tony immediately looked up to the screen and read.

Operation Stark Tower.

Calling all agents on team four.

Enter Stark Tower, identify the criminal. If it's considered a threat take them to HQ for interrogation.

If present, neutralize Banner. Stark and the other Avengers may be threatened and immobilized but do not fire.

So they had bluffed when they had pointed the gun at him. He should've known. Taking a faceless nameless ally was one thing and taking out a very public face was very different.

"JARVIS, you got this attack recorded, I presume."

"Indeed, sir. Cameras 5, 8 and 9 have footage of the incident."

"I want you to put everything in an AVI file and send it to all my lawyers. Tell them the one that's able to pin more crimes on the guys of SHIELD for this gets on the case. And that they have two hours."

Well. Things were moving at least. Natasha and Clint arrived and Tony explained the situation a bit. After, he took the dart that had hit Bruce and analyzed its contents, using some traces he found. A mix of tranquilizers that could put down a horse. No wonder Bruce hadn't woken up. He sent the report to the lawyers too, and called Steve, getting impatient.

"What is it, Stark? I'm almost there."

"You screwed up big time, Captain Honest."

"Me? What the hell is going on, Stark? What do you mean by SHIELD turned on us?"

"I don't want to explain myself ten times, just get here already, ok? This is bad. Not end-of-the-world bad but we-can-never-trust-those-guys-again kind of bad."

Tony angrily shut down the phone. It was probably not fair to take it all out on his friends (nobody could have imagined such an aggressive reaction and it wasn't him who have entered and taken Loki away) but it he was angry. Very angry. Bruce still slept and thunder could be heard in the distance.

This was so not good.

When Loki wearily opened his eyes, he found himself in a room with no windows, in what he believed was called an interrogation room. His hands were tied in front of him and his whole body was aching after the brutal treatment he received. Of course. When he was murderous they striked him and when he was chivalrous they suspected him and imprisoned him, just in case. Whatever he did he was punished. God of chaos, now, what good could come from that?

There was a big mirror in front of him. Loki could hardly recognise the face looking back at him. Bruised, cut, emaciated. There was nothing left of the prince he once had been. Now he was just a prisoner, broken down like many before. But Loki would not be so easily defeated. While he had his sanity he still had a chance to turn things around. He had defeated Bob and he could defeat some mortal minions too, easily.

He smiled darkly at the mirror, where he knew people would be watching.

Let them come.

Meanwhile, The Avengers had assembled in Stark Tower. The last one to arrive had been Thor smashing a window with his hammer.

"What is the meaning of this, friend Stark? And why is Doctor Banner asleep is such an unnatural position." He said, looking at Banner.

"Ok, now that you're all here. Short version is: SHIELD came here, threatened me, shot Bruce a tranquilizer dart and tasered and cuffed Loki, taking him away." There was a disbelieving expression on the Avengers. Of course.

"JARVIS, play the incident, will you?"

And so it did.

They all seemed quite shocked, except Thor who was simply furious.

"We need to get him back. My brother does not deserve such treatment after what he has done for this planet."

Steve nodded.

"He's right. That attack was totally uncalled for. And I'm sorry for my part, I was only trying to get the public on our side. You'd think that getting badly injured saving the day would get him some reward, not this. And the fact that we stand behind him, that has to count for something... I'm really sorry, Thor."

"It is not you who should be apologising Captain, it is SHIELD and those agents. They will pay for what they have done."

Ok, so that was done. Now to the next point of conflict.

"Clint," Tony started "I know you haven't been the biggest fan of Loki being here and I know that you have been an agent of SHIELD longer than..."

"No, I'm with you this time. I don't need to like the guy to know that was wrong. He was under your custody they should had at least tried talking with you before storming the place with a whole team."

"I'm glad to hear that."

At least this time, they all agreed.

"So, what's the plan?"

Director Fury was the first one who decided to show up in Loki's interrogation room.

"The big man himself" Loki smiled. "I'm honoured."

"Oh, you should be. The got together the whole operation just in case it was you. We had reports of Mr. Odinson summoning something in a park.. a black haired something. You know, many people were angry that we never got to judge you. I only let you go on the terms that you'd be imprisoned for eternity in that fancy realm of yours. Now I'm hearing the Avengers praise you and I know, for a fact, that something is wrong. So I'm stopping you before you even start."

"You wound me, Director. You think I am not able of good even when good would benefit me? Did my monologues show you not that I am my top priority?"

Loki couldn't deny that the man with the eye patch made him nervous. It brought back many unwanted memories of another one-eyed man.

"Now, if that's true, why would you sacrifice yourself as Captain Rogers claims you did? Maybe you fooled their good little minds but not me. What's your play, Loki?"

Loki sighed and put on his best victim face. Fury would not believe any of it but at least it would make him angry.

"What's my play? I'm bound and sick, I have no magic and no place to go. I am a poor lonesome cowboy and I am a long, long way from home."

"Loki..." Fury was starting to get angry. Good.

"I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me." And he got up, theatrically. "A wounded little prisoner..."

"Sit down again." Fury commanded.

".. and I was just trying to be of service to this great planet." He slowly started making his way to the door, knowing they wouldn't have locked it so Fury could come out whenever he wanted, probably just a couple of guards or three.

"Get away from the door , or I will have to stop you myself." Fury said, hissing. They had risked a lot to get this guy, and they were going to get some answers out of him. At whatever cost. That was their job, damn it. And if the Avengers were under his spell, that was their problem. He wouldn't be so easily deceived. The man was getting close to the door. "Stop right there!"

"Come get me." Whispered Loki, smiling with his back against the director.

And so the director was onto him just as he had wanted. Quick hands grabbed the man's ankle and found a small bluish gun in the there. It was not easy getting it, but his agile hands took it with no effort using some tricks he'd learned long ago.

Handcuffed hands pointed the gun at Fury, and green eyes shone.

"Tesseract powered gun, huh? How fitting."

Fury pointed the other weapon he was carrying at him, but Loki dodged all the shots. It was not being as easy as it should, with all the damage done to his body. But he was getting there. Bored of the shots and Fury's offensive, he snuck behind him and hit him in the head with the gun. Fury fell, unconscious.

"Learn one thing, Nicholas of Fury. I was trained to be one of the best warriors in Asgard. I may be lonesome but I am definitely not poor. And you" he said, and shot the mirror, shattering it to pieces and revealing four agents.

"I want you to handcuff yourselves, gentlemen, so I can leave this place peacefully." He said while shooting randomly to the ceiling to scare them a bit more. "Normally, I wouldn't mind a chase, but I injured my leg and cannot run. Tsk, tsk, tsk, any sign of heroism and I shoot you between the eyes, Agent Unknown. You know I will do it. I'm a monster and a terrorist."

Loki smiled while the Agents obeyed and got close to them when they were done, retrieving one of those electronic cards that opened doors and a SHIELD uniform jacket and cap.

"Just do me a favour, gentlemen, and remember this little incident the next time to try to put me in a cage, will you?"

And so Loki left the room with a triumphant smile.

As he left the building, the rain fell on his face again. Finally free.

And then the pain came back and he doubled over in the street, tears in his eyes, while the rain kept falling.

No peace for you, monster. You're only getting what you deserve.

Agent Hill saw the entrance of the building getting blown to pieces by one of Stark's beam. The rest of the team (with the exception of The Hulk, thankfully) was behind him. She didn't understand what was going on. Last time she checked they were on good terms with the Avengers.

"What is the meaning of this?"

"What, Agent Hill, are you not aware of operation Stark Tower? That assault you guys did on MY property?"

She wasn't.

"What operation?"

"Nevermind." Steve said, not wanting to mix someone blameless on the whole thing. "Where is Director Fury?"

"Why? And why are you all in your suits? You planning to attack Fury? Because..."

But she was interrupted by Thor's menacing frame looming in front of her, Mjolnir in hand.

"WHERE. IS. HE."

Well, Fury could take care of himself. And whatever he had done, it couldn't be so good when all the Avengers were suddenly against him. And he had kept her out, which was also unusual.

"Floor 2, he is interrogating some suspect in the west wing." She said and The Avengers took off.

When they arrived at the scene, they found Loki gone and Fury waking up after his blow.

"Where is my brother?" Thor boomed noting the absence of Loki in the room.

Fury looked around.

"No, no no! He's escaped!"

Tony was quite impressed.

"He escaped while handcuffed and with a broken leg? Bravo!"

"This is no time for jokes, Stark. There is a dangerous criminal on the streets, a terrorist."

Thor was ready to respond when one of the agents behind the mirror spoke.

"No." he said "Terrorist Loki would have taken the chance to kill us all to prove his power. He had the chance to kill you, Director, and he didn't. He let us live, uninjured. There is something different about him."

Steve smiled at the Agent who had chosen to speak against the opinion of his superior. There truly was something different about Loki this time around. But now they had to find him.

When Bruce woke up, he felt like he'd slept for a thousand years. All of his limbs were heavy and getting to a sitting position seemed almost an impossible task. He remembered what had happened. The agents. In Tony's house. And then nothing. Tony and the rest of them were gone, probably to express their disagreement to SHIELD. He cleared his head, fight the drowsiness, Bruce, delete it. And went downstairs, after deciding to join his friends.

But when he was taking out his phone to call Tony, an old man stopped him.

"Doctor Banner? There's a young man in my taxi who needs your medical expertise."

Bruce frowned, confused, but left with the old man anyway. The taxi was not far, and the cabbie, opened the back door for him. There huddled in a black jacket, clutching his stomach was Loki. There were tear stains in his face and all his clothes were soaked. He looked even paler than before... what the hell had happened?

"Doctor Banner, I am in dire need of your help."

A/N: I hope this explains a bit Fury's position and I hope you liked badass Loki. Not a great chapter but it keeps the story going. Also, it's been pointed out that the story needs editing. I know and I'm sorry for the mistakes. But English is not my first language, I usually read and spellcheck late at night (it's almost two a.m. here in Spain now) and I like publishing soon after I write things. Beta readers are welcome, although I don't know very much how that works. Also, sorry for any plot holes and try not to take the story too seriously. This is not one of those epic Avengers fanfics, just a little something to have some fun and be entertained. Anyways, did you like the latest turn of events?

You know you want to review! I'll be eagerly waiting for your thoughts! ^^