Well this was a bit short. I know I was building up to this interview and I'm not sure if it ended up as good as I said I was going to, to be honest…. I was drunk when writing half of this and hung over writing the other half. Oh well.

Hopefully you enjoy it. If you don't hit me up and I will re-write it!

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TVs around the world were blaring. It was a cacophony of sound that those from the other realms in tune with the universe all lifted their head in confusion before brushing it off as nothing. Nearly every TV on Midgard was on and they were all tuned into the same channel. At 8:00 the theme music for the Daily New York rose gloriously into the night air. Everyone danced, shuffled or squirmed in their seats from the excitement. It was time for the world to learn about the mysterious Luke Smith.

The TV's flickered on and a young blonde woman shuffled her papers and looked at the camera with a smile.

"Welcome to the Daily New York on channel five. I'm Skylar Marks. Today is an exciting day as we air the first interview of Tony Stark's Mysterious interview. It took place in Tony Stark's mansion in Malibu, a place no other reporter has gone. Mary Lynn got the story."

The scene changed and the video showed Luke Smith lounging on one of Tony's expensive white couches. He wore a tight fitting black t-shirt and a pair of jeans however he sat so regally he could have been wearing a three piece suit. He looked at the camera with a smile.

"Oh are we filming?" He asked.

"Yes we are." The voice of Mary Lynn came from off camera. "Mr. Smith, why don't you tell us a little about yourself?"

"About myself? Hmm . . . I'm not really sure what to say. I'm thirty five years old. I was born in Michigan. I am Mr. Starks personal health assistant. I have always wanted a guinea pig and I want to call it Bubbles."

"Thirty five?! There is no way. You have got to be in your twenties!" Mary Lynn gasped.

"No really! I am thirty five."

"You certainly don't look it." Luke waved his hand in disagreement.

"Miss Lynn you flatter me." He blushed lightly and cutely. The camera zoomed in a little closer to his face.

"You said you were from Michigan? How did you end up in California and working for Mr. Stark?"

"That is a long sad story. I'm not sure if anyone would like to hear about that." Luke trailed odd shyly.

"No, no. we would like to hear it if it's not too much trouble."

"Ok. It started in Michigan. I was nine at the time and my little brother was only five, an we lost both of our parents. Mark, my brother, and I were forced into faster care because none of our other family was willing to take us in. Despite my best efforts it didn't take long for us to be separated. I was sent to a dingy little foster house with kids my own age and older. Mark was adopted but a couple and moved out to Nevada. I was happy for him. He had new parents, but because of the move we could rarely talk and only by letters." Loki stared wistfully off to the side. When he turned back his eyes were wide and glistening with unshed tears.

"Then I got a letter. It had been months since I had gotten on. I had thought that maybe he had forgotten me. I was sad but also happy for him, after all, he had a new family to worry about and not me. By the time I got the letter I was eleven and still in a foster house. I had been bouncing around all two years. I was ecstatic to get that letter. Then I read it." Luke shielded his eyes from the camera as he rubbed the bridge of his nose trying not to get choked up,

"Mark was getting abused. Badly. They were beating him so much he could hardly walked or do anything. Mark ha tried to tell his teacher, but his parents were outstanding members of society. No one believed him. His letter begged me to come rescue him. Begged me to forgive him for going away with these people and to come take him home." He drew in a shuddering breathe before returning to look at the camera.

"So what did you do?" Mary Lynn asked quietly.

"What any other brother would. I packed a bag and ran away from my foster home to get him. I had been doing a babysitting job recently so I did have a little bit of money. I hopped on a bus and headed to Nevada. When I got to my brother house they refused to let me see him. So I waited until the night and snuck into his room from the window. He was locked in his closet. Mark was so bloody that I thought he was dead. Then I realized that it was my fault. His new father probably beat him because I had shown up at their door. I carried his unconscious body out of the window and all the way to the dingy motel I had rented. I bandage him up and waited for him to wake up.

"When he did we hugged and cried. Mark kept begging me for forgiveness and I begged him for my own. It was not all good after that. We were on the run from the police who were saying I kidnapped him. We got out of Nevada as soon as we could. Once in California I looked for work claiming I was fifteen but I had a height problem. We stayed on the run for seven years like that. Just after my eighteenth birthday Mike got sick. Very sick. It wasn't a month later before he died in a hospital bed. They still don't know what went wrong. They couldn't even tell if it was a disease of a body problem. Still, I was now alone.

"I didn't have an education though. The police dropped all charges on my when I turned myself in after Mikes death. Turns out he parents adopted another child and he had died from the abuse they put him through. Still I was left with nothing. For the majority of the next seventeen years I remained jobless and homeless. Then Mr. Stark rescued me. He gave me a job and clothes and food and a home." Luke smiled at the camera and it was a true, genuine smile.

"I am SO sorry." Mary Lynn gushed.

"Thank you Miss Lynn. But that was a very long time ago."

"So Mr. Stark really did find you on the streets?"

"He did. He had put a hundred dollars in my cup. I tried to return it because I thought he made a mistake and gave me the wrong bill. Instead he laughed and gave me a job."

"That's amazing."

"Yes. Mr. Stark is an amazing, underappreciated man." Luke smiled kindly, relaxing back into the sofa.

"What do you mean?"

"Tony Stark is possibly the most important man in this country and everyone spends their free time picking his flaws. He was the main supplier for the US military and protected this country far more than any person. And when the government could not handle everything he put himself in the line of fire and became Iron man. He donates millions of dollars every year, on record and anonymously. He is the leading power in clean energy as well as medical science. If he drinks a bit more than he should and enjoys the lime light it is a small price to pay." Luke smirked.

"And the other assistant. Miss Potts. She said that Tony was intolerable and many people agree."

"Pardon my words but Miss Potts is an idiot to the highest degree." His expression darkened dramatically.

"A lot of people think that she was really great." Mary Lynn said. Luke sneered a little.

"When Miss Potts left Mr. Stark she made the biggest mistake of her life. When she publically defamed him she nearly destroyed him. She is self centered and feels entitled. The downfall in her relationship with Mr. Stark was her fault only. She made the same mistake that everyone else does when they are working with Mr. Stark."

"And what mistake is that?"

"They expect Mr. Stark to do everything for them while giving him nothing in return. She demanded that he stop drinking, but she never gave him anything else to do with his time or another way to deal with the stress. She wanted his full attention but gave did nothing to deserve that attention. The world ask so much of him and don't give anything back. There is only so long a person can work like that." Luke trailed off pointedly.

"Well I'm sure that will give the world something to think about MR. Smith. Now if you don't mind there are some questions viewers sent in and I wanted to see if you would answer a few of them." Mary Lynn said happily, moving away from the topic.

"Anything you desire." Luke smirked and waved his arm for her to go ahead.

"What is your favorite color?"

"I am partial to green but I also like gold."

"What is your biggest fear?"

"I am quite the arachnophob."

"Do you play a sport?"

"No I prefer to read."

"What has been the hardest thing about working with Tony Stark?"

"Trying to escape from being the test for his experiments. He seems to think that because he pays me he can stick me with anything he likes." Luke said with a laugh.

"Thank you so much for this interview Mr. Smith. IT was very enjoyable. Is there anything else you would like to say?"

"No, thank you Miss Lynn. It was fun, I have never been interviewed. To the world I would like to say this. Thank you for the amazing compliment you gave me by asking me for this interview. I am merely an assistant and you all felt that I deserve this attention. So, thank you."

The Show went back to the announcer who started a running commentary on the interview. People in their homes turned to each other and discussed what they had just seen. In a mansion in Malibu Tony squeezed Loki's shoulder and smiled at him. It didn't take long but soon the realm of Midgard when back to its normal quiet.

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OH BTW. There have been quite a few votes about the abused!tony issue. There is still time to put in your vote. So far it has been overwhelmingly for (only one person has said no so far). Cast your votes if you want input. You only have about two chapters left to decide.