Message from: Go-Fondue-With-Evie
Have you spoken to Pepper or Bruce?
"You do know you can text me right? That thing called a cell? People use it quite often these days. But no, not since this morning. Why?"
1023 Notes. [Jan 27, 2013]
Message from: Go-Fondue-With-Evie
Let me know if you do.
"Ok?"
204 Notes. [Jan 27, 2013]
Evie frowned at the computer and proceeded to text both Pepper and Bruce to ask what happened but neither of them replied. It must have been serious. Tony had never sounded so serious and short when on Tumblr.
She shook it off deciding to ask later but for now just enjoy the day. She looked up at the sound of the door opening, "Hey!" Regalis nodded in greeting as he walked towards her.
One of the strange things about the man was that he is calculating. You could always feel him thinking, assessing, figuring something out.
He was also attractive, but didn't seem to notice the looks he got from woman as he walked by. Either that or he ignored it.
There was something about him that demanded authority. He didn't need to shout or even raise his voice and at once the noisy rabble from the local elementary school scarpered off.
He never wanted thanks either. Or praise. He was happy with what he did, whatever that was. The man was so ridiculously private he could've been a serial murderer and no one would be the wiser.
Plus his skin was freezing. Evie asked him once if he wasa vampire and he just stared at her like she was crazy and stated that he doesn't sparkle in the sun, pushing Evie to give him a long rant about how vampires are not meant to sparkle and force him to read Dracula.
Regalis stopped and allowed his lips to twitch into a smile when he saw her. He seemed to do that a lot. He grazed his eyes over the entirety of her. "You're worried about something."
Now how the hell did he know that?
"Uhm, no I'm not-" Evie started.
"Yes you are. There are dark sleepless circles around your eyes, you're tapping your pen against the desk and you've been staring at your computer for the best of 10 minutes without moving. Plus you're eating dairy milk buttons, you're normally eating something less...chocolate-ly. All signs pointing to being worried about something. Has there been an argument at your home?"
"Calm down, Holmes. You've known me what, 3 weeks and you already know what sweets I eat depending on my mood?"
Regalis shrugged, "I'm observant. I also see that you're avoiding my question."
"No, no - it's nothing..." Had Regalis been Steve, he would've probed Evie for more information. Evie didn't mind that, she knew Steve was just concerned but it did get a bit annoying especially when she didn't want to talk about it. Instead, Regalis just gave her a sideways glance that clearly said 'I don't believe you.' and wandered off again to the Crime and Law section of the library.
There was, in fact, something wrong.
Evie had a crush on Regalis.
How she would never know. She barely knew him but he had a mysterious air to him that attracted Evie to him. He was easy to talk to but he rarely said much about himself. The man could be mean or rude or just plain unco-operative, for all she knew he could be a crazy serial killer. But he was really very attractive, fun and easy to talk to. But she loved Steve.
Steve loves her!
How could she have a crush on him when she had the perfect man she did?
It just made her feel like a bitch.
Pushing the feeling away she made a silent promise to herself that she wouldn't do anything with this man no matter how big her crush got.
She pulled a chocolate button out of the bag badly hidden under her desk about to eat it when she caught Regalis' eye. He was smirking so she glared at him and put the chocolate back and turned to her computer ignoring his snort of laughter.
She got bored after a while and stood up, she called over James to work desk and went straight to Regalis. "So, are you going to tell me what's up?"
"The sky." Regalis sent her a very un-amused looked and Evie laughed. "Nope. Just thought I'd say hi and see what books you're taking out today. If you don't want me to-" She turned to walk laughing when she felt a hand grip her elbow and turned to see Regalis giving her a very strange look, one she couldn't decipher.
"No, stay. I was actually thinking about reading the Lord of the Rings or something."
"Have you seriously finished The Chronicles of Narnia already?" Regalis nodded, "All of them?" another nod. "Are you sure you work? Even I don't read that quickly and I work in a library."
Regalis laughed and winked, "Magic." Evie rolled her eyes. "I was actually before you sent me a death glare worthy of Od- Hades, going to ask if you wanted to go out for lunch?" Evie narrowed her eyes unsure of the context he was asking but he seemed to realise this, "Just as friends of course."
Evie smiled but shook her head, "Actually meeting Steve later. Sorry."
"Ah quite alright, another day?"
"Defo."
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It was getting late when she was sorting out a new shipment of books and decided that she should probably start to make her way home but she decided to finish this newest shipment first.
She allowed her thoughts to wander and they went straight to Regalis and Steve. She had a crush on Regalis but that was literally all it was, a crush. She loved Steve and there was no doubt on that. Evie felt annoyed at herself for even thinking about this, but she could help but like Regalis. He was a nice guy, flirty but then so were Tony and Clint but that didn't mean anything either.
Evie shook herself away from those thoughts and focused on her date earlier with Steve. He had turned up in his Captain America uniform - apparently he had gone to S.H.I.E.L.D with Natasha early in the morning (Explaining why she hadn't seen him). They and a few other agents had been shipped out to stop a threat and he had only just got back.
Evie had a rant at him how he needs medical attention but he promised her that he wasn't badly injured so she let him stay for the date as long as he promised to talk to Bruce if he needed to.
Evie jumped as a book sailed past her ear pulling her out of her deep thoughts, she spun around fighting position ready to see where it had come from but she saw nothing except shelves and shadows. She looked up at the shelf she was beside to see if it had fallen out - but she couldn't see any obvious gaps, plus the book had come in at the wrong angle.
Shrugging it off before her thoughts descended into things that didn't make sense because she'd been watching too much TV. She turned to pick up the book - 'The Last Black Cat' from the children's section - and sighed taking the book back to its rightful place. She was tired and really wanted to go home but preferred to sort through new shipments when the library was empty.
Evie looked around to see how it could have flown so far but she couldn't see anyone around, so instead, she flexed her fingers ready to protect herself if needed and went back to the last box of books sat by the desk.
She attempted to drag it to the horror section where it belonged but it seemed that the box was heavier than the last so she gave up with another sigh, dreaming about sitting back at home curled into Steve's side, watching as he drew on his sketchbook.
She bent down to pull a few of the books out of the box, took them towards the correct section, placed them in the correct spot but went back to get another few but found the box was gone.
"What the hell?" She frowned looking around for the box - but it was nowhere to be seen. She turned back to the horror section and cursed when she walked right into the box, staring down at it sat in the middle of the horror section. She frowned. "How the hell did this get here?" She asked out loud.
"Helps when you've got a strong sexy man to move the heavy book box."
Evie physically jumped a few inches into the air, spinning around with her fist's raised ready to fight, laughing in relief when she saw Clint leaning against a shelf opposite her with an easy grin on his carefully guarded face. "Clint!" she squealed stepping forward to hug him, he tensed at the sudden contact before relaxing into it and hugged Evie back.
"Missed me?"
"Much." Evie giggled stepping back, she had gotten quite close to Clint throughout the months she'd known him and hadn't realised how much she missed him until he'd returned. "How was your trip?"
"Great. Caught up with some old friends."
"When did you get back?"
"'bout 20 minutes ago, was dropped off in Central park and walked past the library, thought I'd pop in and say hi. Haven't actually seen this place yet. Is that a bloodstain on the floor?"
"Yeah, from the battle against Loki." Evie shrugged it off more than used to people asking, "I guess you fancied scaring me half to death?"
Clint smirked, "Not that hard, and you know you're fighting stance is shit. I'll have to teach you better than that. Especially if you were planning to walk home at this time of night in the middle of New York."
Evie was surprised at Clint's protective worried tone and just smiled, "Once it gets too late or cold I usually take a cab. But hey, I have no arguments with learning how to fight. Been meaning to ask for some lessons actually."
Clint offered out his arm, "Shall I escort you home m'lady?"
"I would like that very much." Evie grinned deciding to leave the books for tomorrow; she quickly grabbed her coat and scarf before taking his offered arm.
The tower wasn't very far so they didn't bother taking a cab and Evie found her herself feeling quite comfortable and definitely safe around Clint, she hadn't really spent much time alone with him before now. "So what's been going on at the tower while I've been away? Thor back yet?"
"Nope, still on Asgard. Nothing particularly interesting, except Tony almost getting stabbed by Tasha."
"Not much of a surprise, what happened?"
"He got drunk."
"Of course."
Evie giggled at Clint's deadpan tone, he grinned down at her. "So, you said your trip was good?"
Clint shrugged his broad shoulders, "Yeah. Lately with the Avengers is the most relaxed I've been in a while so I thought now would be as good time as ever to go see him."
"Him?"
Clint rolled his eyes and laughed at Evie's suggestive tone but allowed himself a secret smile that he knew Evie wouldn't be able to see in the dark street, "A very old friend of mine. Eden. We were very close in the circus."
"What does he do? In the circus I mean?"
"Varied. He's a mutant."
Evie's eyes widened and her footsteps faltered for just a second before continuing, Clint noticed this but didn't comment, "A mutant?" Evie asked curiously.
"You know, like the X-men?"
"I mean, you were good friends with one?"
Clint nodded, "Yeah, no were, I still am." he stopped and released Evie's arm turning to look at her with an heated gaze and a questioning look. "You're not one of those...'hate mutants' idiots are you?"
Evie shook her head fiercely, "No, no. I've got nothing against them. I just don't know many people who actually trust the mutants."
Clint shrugged re-offering his arm which Evie took again, "Evie, I'm an assassin, so is Natasha. Bruce turns into a giant angry monster. We live with a God, a super solider and genius of all genius' – don't tell Stark I said that - You would expect any of us to not trust mutants just because of the X-gene?"
"Well, when you say it that way." Evie smiled as the tower came into view. Home.
They went straight to the common area to find Natasha and Steve sat in their usual places on the dinner table, eating silently.
Clint put his bags down by the elevator as Natasha and Steve looked up at their entrance. "Clint." Natasha greeted cheerfully smiling at her partner, her eyes shining with glee to have the man she trusted the most back, especially when things have started to become shady. "How was your trip?"
"It was great. Saw Eden."
"Oh? How's he doing?"
"Yeah, he's good. Sends his love."
Natasha smiled at that. "I've been meaning to speak to him actually. When did you get back?"
"Not long ago. Stopped by to collect Evie."
"And scare the hell outta me." Evie glared at the slightly taller man who just smirked in return.
"What did he do?" Steve asked but he didn't sound very concerned, more amused as he collected two extra plates and started to serve them both food.
"I was actually being helpful moving a heavy box for her." Clint answered innocently smiling gratefully as he dug into his food.
"Yeah, by throwing a book at me and then making the box disappear."
Clint's eyes widened drastically. "What? No. I didn't throw a book at you...?"
Evie's eyes widened along with his as her hand froze with the fork halfway to her mouth until she saw the amusement in Clint's eyes and realised he was joking. Scowling at him she put her fork down and flicked a pea at him. "Jerk."
"Bitch." Clint responded easily.
Natasha and Steve watched the two with fond amusement but before Evie could respond Clint continued, "So where's the threesome? Had a lovers spat?"
Natasha and Evie chuckled at Clint serious question and Steve rolled his eyes, "Probably." Natasha answered.
"Tony asked me earlier if I'd spoken to them both." Evie thought to tell them, "Neither are answering their phones."
"I heard them arguing." Steve added, "I couldn't tell what it was about but Bruce was angry."
"Did he hulk?"
"Yeah. I couldn't manage to calm him. Almost got squashed in the process." Evie noticed how casual Steve sounded about that but she chose not to comment on it. "But he was in his own floor so he didn't get out."
"It's normal for Tony and Pepper to argue like an old married couple but Tony and Bruce? Never." Clint murmured. "I mean, they argue about what they're making but it's never actually serious enough for it to actually be counted as an argument."
"'Wonder what happened." Evie agreed worriedly.
"Think one of them kissed the other while they were sober?" Clint asked seriously. "I mean we joke about it but..."
"It is a possibility." Natasha muttered just loud enough for them to hear. That shocked everyone. If Natasha thinks it's a possibility that usually means it is.
"That would be awkward, but why would it make Bruce angry? Bruce is smart enough to know that Tony's drunk kisses don't mean anything so Bruce wouldn't try anything himself." Steve tried logically and the others nodded in agreement, Steve did have a point.
"But you're making it as if Bruce kissed Tony! What if it was Tony that kissed Bruce? When he was sober?" Clint debated, "He'd get annoyed because he's confused and doesn't want to hurt Pepper. But then Pepper caught them and that would explain her disappearance and Tony's just embarrassed because he realised that Bruce doesn't feel the same or at least won't admit to it an-"
"No-one has kissed anyone." a voice spoke up making everyone jump and were pulled out of Clint's wide imagination to see Bruce stood just outside the dining area watching them with amusement in his eyes - but they couldn't help but notice that he held himself more timidly than he had in a long while. "Sorry Steve." He added, Steve shook his head shrugging it off.
Natasha was the first notice the duffle bag he held at his side before snapping up to Bruce's face, he looked nervous. "Where are you going Bruce? What happened?"
Everyone else then noticed the bag and frowned in confusion and concern. Bruce sat down on his usual place at the table and gave a brief explanation of what happened with Tony. "I don't trust myself around Tony at the moment and I don't want to hurt any of you," his eyes lingered on Natasha for a moment longer than necessary, "So I'm just gonna go away for a few days, call me if I'm needed."
"Bruce you don't have to go." Steve told him earnestly but Bruce shook his head.
"I just need a few days, a week maybe to calm down and not almost Hulk out every time I see Tony."
"Where are you going to go?"
Bruce shrugged, "Mexico, Cucuta, Canada, somewhere."
"Bruce, you don't have to go anywhere." Steve tried to argue but Bruce shook his head.
"I'd rather leave and calm down than hurt one of you. I'll be back though don't worry."
"Well, be careful. We're just a phone call away." Evie thought to remind him and Bruce smiled softly at her.
"When are you going?"
Bruce shrugged, "Now I guess."
"I get back, you leave. Sure, whatever." Clint muttered grinning to show he wasn't as annoyed as he sounded.
"Sorry." Bruce nodded at Clint but Clint just shook his head.
"We'll catch up when you're back bud."
Bruce stood up and allowed Evie to hug him, "Got warm clothes? I've heard it's cold in Canada this time of year." Bruce laughed and nodded, "Good." She pulled away from him and Steve patted him on the shoulder, "Just keep an eye on Tony please? I'm worried he's going through...midlife crisis or something."
"Wasn't that what building the Iron Man suit was for?" Clint asked with a grin making everyone laugh.
"We will." Natasha promised as Bruce nodded and walked to the elevator with the others watching him go worriedly.
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"You're worried." a deep voice stated making Evie jump. She looked up to see Regalis watching her with a curious slightly concerned look.
Evie attempted to smile at him but it came out as more of a grimace and she shrugged, "I'm fine."
"We both know that I can easily read the signs of your distress I pointed out yesterday. Galaxy counters I see today." Regalis stared at Evie for a moment before continuing, "You're frowning, there are dark sleep-less circles around your eyes once more, you're tapping your pen against the desk and you've been staring at your computer for at least 20 minutes without moving and barely blinking. As before all signs pointing to being worried about something, this is two days in a row. As I asked yesterday, has there been an argument at home?" Evie couldn't help but smile at his obvious concern and just shrugged, this time Regalis did not stalk off, instead he thought on how to word his next question. "I am...here to talk about it, if you want?"
Evie shrugged again, "Well yesterday it's something else but uh...last night, Bruce left for a while 'cause he and Tony had a huge argument and Bruce doesn't want to Hulk out and hurt someone." Evie spilled almost immediately loving having someone to talk to that was completely un-bias - but she was careful not to tell him anything that the contract S.H.I.E.L.D had given her forbad her to saying.
"If he's afraid of hurting you, then leaving for a while is a good decision."
Evie nodded, "Yeah, but it's just...they've never argued so badly. Those two are like brothers. They bicker but never argue."
Regalis grimaced slightly at the mention of brothers but otherwise didn't react, "What did they argue over?"
"Uh...just Tony being the idiot nobody knew he was."
"Ah." Regalis didn't look as if he knew what to say to that. "Is there anything you'd like me to do?"
Evie smiled at his offer but shook her head, "Thanks but I don't think there's much you can do, except knocking some sense into Tony - but I don't think he'd appreciate that very much."
Regalis smirked as if enjoying a private joke before pulling a pack of cards out of his pocket. Evie grinned. Throughout the last few weeks Regalis would often take pleasure in performing tricks to Evie. She never would figure out how he did most of them, and he wasn't telling. "Do you want to play a game instead then?"
"You know I would." Evie stepped away from the desk, asking James to man the desk for a while and followed Regalis to the table hidden behind some shelves where they hopefully wouldn't be interrupted for a while. Regalis began to shuffle the cards with well-practised hands.
"What would you like to play first?"
"Spit?"
Regalis nodded in agreement, removed the jokers and split the deck in half setting out for the game.
They played for the next few hours only stopping for Evie to help others in the library, until Regalis needed to run some errands, Evie watched him go with a fond smile on her face and turned to organise some books.
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When Tony found out Bruce had left for a few days, he barely reacted. He had frowned and asked where but then shrugged it off and went back to the roof where he's been working on something to do with the Stark Banner.
Which only led to worrying the rest of the team. Tony always got on a plane to chase after Bruce.
At least that's what happened last time. After all moving in together at Stark Towers it was going well but they hadn't all relaxed together yet and it was a month in when Bruce first Hulked out, he ended up throwing Thor out the window and pushing Steve across the room, Clint was hospitalised for a week, Pepper was in a coma for longer. But nobody was too badly hurt but after Bruce changed back he felt so guilty that night he left in secret. The next morning they were all worried when he didn't join them for breakfast, Tony went to find him tell him to stop worrying they weren't angry or scared of him but found he'd gone.
Tony didn't waste a second getting on a plane to follow him and yell at him for leaving.
But not this time.
Pepper eventually told them what had happened and the team didn't know what to do. Natasha suggested telling S.H.I.E.L.D but the others asked her not to. Not until they knew more, S.H.I.E.L.D would just lock him up without talking to him and they couldn't let that happen, except Tony refused to talk to them, not even when they threatened to lock him up. To his credit however he did delete his plans for the hulks.
When Bruce returned a week later it wasn't much better. Tony barely left the lab and everyone was on edge wondering what he was going to do next.
Bruce returned in a better mood that he had left in but when he saw Tony, his mood dissipated.
"Tony," he greeted a questioning look on his face as he walked into the shared laboratory. Tony glanced up, nodded at Bruce and went straight back to his work. "What are you working on?"
"Nothing to do with you if that's what you're after." Tony answered shortly, "Why don't you ever work in your own lab? I mean I know you have enough equipment in there but you're always in here."
Bruce frowned, "Because I enjoy working with you Tony. Or at least I did until you started to become an ass. You know I thought you were better than this."
Tony just shrugged and Bruce left him to it.
It wasn't until Thor returned that things begun to make more sense.
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They were eating dinner together when they heard saw the dark clouds rolling in and heard the loud crash hit the roof. They all glanced at each other and out the window as rain came pouring down and a storm started, knowing it was most probably Thor. Pepper got up to make another plate of food, but they others got ready to fight just encase they were wrong.
A few moments later the elevators opened and Thor stormed in a dark look on his face. Not sure how to act with an angry Thor everyone watched him warily.
He ignored everyone else storming towards Tony who sat at the head of the table and grabbed him by his neck lifting him out of his seat and slamming him against the wall.
Everyone gasped ready to attack. Tony grabbed Thors large wrist as his face started to go red but he managed to stay calm and just raise an eyebrow in question, his eyes darting around to the others expecting more of a fight for him. Truthfully they all had been wanting to beat the shit out of him for weeks.
"Thor! What the fuck are you doing?!" Clint demanded.
"This isn't Tony!" Thor growled.
"What?"
"I'm Tony!" (Not?) Tony yelled in-diligently struggling against Thor's grip, or he would have yelled if he had enough air in his lungs to do so. Thor released his grip just slightly as Tony started to go red from no air but still held hard enough for Tony to be trapped.
"No! I feel something is wrong. Different."
"What the hell are you talking about?!" Pepper yelled, her voice shaking.
"How about we all calm down and talk about this?" Bruce tried calmly. "Thor let him go."
Thor glanced around checking that everyone was ready and in a fighting stance before releasing Tony hesitantly. Pepper ran straight to help him stand as Tony breathed heavily, "Glorious oxygen!" he coughed. Thor stepped back and glared at Tony who just stared back looking extremely confused. "What did I do?" Tony asked gruffly. "I'm quite sure I'm me."
"That's what someone that isn't you would say." Clint thought to say.
Thor shook his head, "No. Something is not correct. There is a...darkness surrounding you."
"Now you sound like you're in a horror / sci-fi movie." Tony declared.
"You're a superhero, dear." Pepper muttered.
"So?"
Pepper rolled her eyes before looking Thor again who was now frowning and stepped closer to Tony who flinched. Ignoring the flinch Thor grabbed Tony's arm and pulled it towards his face. Everyone leant closer to see what he was looking at, frowning when Tony's veins were darker than usual.
"Ah." Thor muttered.
"What?" Tony asked worriedly, he wretched his arm from Thors grip and stared at it.
"You have been infected with a daemon." Thor stated.
"Demon?"
"Daemon. D.A.E.M.O.N." Thor spelt it. "It is a...being which infest your mind: They block your feeling of doing good and leave behind something that is pure evil, at least this one is. Your veins are the only physical clue to a daemon. Being of Asgard, I can detect them. I apologize Tony, I have not felt a Daemon in a few hundred years and could not tell the difference. They are extremely hard to come by."
Tony's eyes were wide, clearly confused, "I don't feel evil."
"It is impossible to do so. Have you been doing things everyone else sees as bad but you do not realise or care?"
Tony and Bruce glanced at each other before Tony nodded. "Please tell me you can get rid of it?"
Thor smiled gladly, "You are still aware enough to believe me and want to get rid of it."
Tony nodded eagerly, "I mean, if it stops everyone from getting angry at me for no reason then yeah, I'll try it I guess."
"And there lies the problem." Pepper murmured, "You think there's no reason but there is."
"That is the daemon." Thor nodded, "Still in the early stages. It is usually a few months, perhaps longer depending on the person to when there is nothing left except the daemon."
"So how do we get rid of it?" Bruce asked anxiously fiddling with a fork. He had taking to holding physical things to keep him grounded and not Hulk out.
"All daemons leave the body after they're out of their system it may take a few weeks, but for kiss daemons? They're the most powerful. They need a person - maybe more than one - who would be willing to die for them and then kiss them, while holding their hand – or some form of physical contact – within the midnight period on a New Moon. The more gone they are, the more people needed."
"The next new moon is in 3 days, on February 10th." JARVIS informed them.
"Well I'm screwed." Tony muttered, everyone turned to stare at him gobsmacked, "What?"
"Tony, I can't speak for everyone but I would die for you any day. I love you." Pepper told him seriously, Tony blinked shocked.
"Really?"
"Really." Pepper stepped forward and kissed him, the others were nodding behind them agreeing with her.
"What should we do until then?" Evie asked nervously watching Tony nervously.
"There is nothing we can do."
"Alright then, should we...sit down?" Pepper asked gesturing towards the seats.
"No, wait." Thor's deep voice spoke up making everyone pause, "I have more to say. I apologise the daemon distracted me."
"It's a reasonable distraction." Clint shrugged absent mindedly as he sat beside Tony and stared at Tony's arm.
"What's happened?" Natasha asked.
"The reason I was summoned by to Asgard is because my brother has escaped."
Pepper's grip tightened on Tony's arm.
Natasha's eyes widened in shock.
Steve put his hand protectively atop Evie's arm.
Evie frowned in confusion.
Bruce dropped the fork.
Clint's entire body froze.
Tony looked bored.
"The daemon is a definite sign that Loki has come to Midgard." Thor added. "As I said they are extremely hard to come by, there is a sorcerer on Kalur that may be able to conjure them."
"What are we going to do about it?" Clint demanded, a slight panic obvious in his voice which was understandable after his mind had been taken over by Loki and he had killed innocent people.
Agents.
His friends.
He didn't want his mind taken over again. He tried to hide his worry but they knew him well enough to see past the mask.
"We need to tell S.H.I.E.L.D and find him." Natasha stated. "I'll go start the jet."
Everyone stood up to follow but Natasha stopped them with one motion, "Sorry Stark, can't trust you at the moment. Evie, Pepper neither of you are trained for this."
"We can't leave them alone." Steve objected.
"He hasn't attacked yet, so I doubt he's going to right now." Evie tried to reason but Steve shook his head.
"I need you safe."
"We'll be fine, just for a few hours right? Just go. We'll keep an eye on Tony."
Steve glanced between Evie and Thor, Thor shrugged. "Tony is not too far gone. I do not believe he will hurt them until he is almost completely gone. He is still mentally fighting the daemon and he has nothing to fight for."
"What do you mean?"
Thor struggled to think on how to word it, "Daemons destroy your sense of good and bad - so a person could be daemonised and kill someone - but not know that it was bad, or they wouldn't care. If someone is daemonised, and is a friend of the person daemonising before being daemonised then they will be loyal to that person." Not everybody followed. "Say I asked the Captain to go to the roof but don't tell him why he will most probably go because of trust," Steve nodded in agreement at that, "This is the same thing, if Steve had a daemon inside and I asked him to kill someone and not say why he would again because of the trust and friendship. Sometimes it may take a while to get to the murder stage but with the right convincing and even sometimes love, it will happen. With the right kick a person may give fully into the daemon and will no longer be themselves."
"Ah." Everyone nodded in understanding letting it sink in.
"We should get going." Thor continued walking towards the door.
Steve kissed Evie and whispered for her to be careful and not hesitate to knock Tony out. Evie promised she can look after herself.
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Fury was pissed.
"How, could you let him escape?!" he yelled at Thor, "You assured me that you prisons were better than ours! They are more secure especially for someone like him! And now you tell me he's escaped?!"
Thor nodded calmly, unsurprised by Fury's anger. "There is a traitor in Asgard who aided Loki in his escape." Thor explained.
"I don't care! I just care that the biggest criminal in the verse has escaped and is possibly killing hundreds of civilians!"
"I am deeply sorry Fury, but yelling will not help now."
Fury sighed still glaring at Thor, "Where's Stark?"
Thor quickly explained the situation with the daemon and Fury sighed, "Great. An evil sorcerer is loose and one of our agents is under his control. Can this day get any better?"
"Not exactly under his control," Thor added, "It depends on the type of daemon which has infected him."
"There are different types of these things?"
"Yes. Kiss Daemons which I believe is what has Tony. He is under Loki's control but not fully as Tony does not trust Loki. It doesn't change how you feel but changes how you act; he will do what Loki wants but subconsciously and not to the best of his ability. Air Daemons which will make you violent. Water Daemons make you paranoid and do not trust anyone. Smoke Daemons which cause you trust people who before you did not trust."
"And I'm assuming the name is how they are transferred?"
"Yes."
"Great. And how do we detect them?"
"Only beings of Asgard can truly sense them. The only physical showing is veins being much more prominent than before. Depending on how long the person has been possessed."
"And Stark?"
"A month approximately."
"When he got kissed by a stranger." Bruce supplied.
In spite of the situation, Clint snorted causing everyone to turn around and look at him curiously, "Sorry. Just...does that mean, Loki kissed Tony?"
Everyone cringed at the thought except Fury who just frowned. "Did Stark not recognise him?"
"He hasn't mentioned anything." Steve offered. "Does the daemon take over immediately and stop him from wanting to say?"
Thor shook his head, "No, if Tony saw him then he would have told you. Loki is powerful. There are rituals which Loki can do to change his appearance. They aren't difficult to do but hard to maintain, so sometimes something small may slip, such as eyes or a few strands of hair."
"So what should we do next sir?" Natasha asked, not seeming to find the amusement in the situation as everyone else was.
"Try and find him." Fury sighed, "But right now there's nothing we can do, go back to the tower. Keep an eye out, watch Stark and follow him if he leaves as soon as you can destroy the daemon, do it. Thor, stay here we need your knowledge on the matter and you need to make sure nobody else has been daemonised or whatever it is."
"First I must go to Kalur. Where the Kiss daemons are created." Thor stated, "And then go inform my father of the new information I will return within the day."
Not wanting to leave and do nothing the others stared at Fury for another few moments before he just rose an eyebrow in question and made a 'shoo'ing' motion.
"See you soon bud." Clint spoke clamping a hand on Thor's shoulder as the taller man went in a different direction so that he could leave Midgard.