This chapter was a bit longer than I wanted it to be, oh well I hope you don't mind. Thank you for being so patient and waiting, here we go!

Tony looked up from the microscope. The hairs on his arms were standing up, and he felt… weird. He looked behind him at Bruce working on the other side of the room. The other scientist was holding a test tube up to a light, oblivious to anything else as he focused on his task. He looked back in front of him. The air looked strange, like heat coming off a car hood.

"What the-" Yep, he definitely felt weird now. He slowly swiped his hand through the distorted air in front of him as if to catch a floating cobweb but nothing happened. A shiver ran down his spine, when he recognized the feeling, it felt like someone was standing over him. Tony's eyes traveled toward his 'suit case' sitting in the corner of the lab.

Bruce's voice came from behind him, "Uhhh, Tony I have something. It's not good."

The air reacted slightly to Bruce's voice, it seemed to grow, curious, pulsing with the sound. Tony glanced over half turning toward Bruce in order to keep whatever it was in his sight. "I'm thinking I have something worse."

Banner continued still facing away from Tony, "The machines are adjusting the toxin depending on what we give him. That's why nothing they were giving him was working, it's not Loki, it's the toxin. The change isn't instant, but anything we give him is being converted to add to the poison that's already in his system."

"Bruce." Tony said his tone urgent.

There was a clank as Banner gently set the vial down in a rack on the table, and walked over.

"What's wrong?"

"Just stand over here for a second."

Tony looked at Bruce expectantly, while the other scientist just looked back at him confused for a moment. Then Bruce looked from Tony to the microscope, and then his eyes slowly drifted up from the counter to the air above them. His eyes narrowed at the mass. "What is that?"

Tony and Bruce watched it hovering just above their heads, "I don't know, but something tells me it's not Casper the friendly ghost." The gamma scientist raised his hands up to shield himself when the mass advanced toward his face.

Banner stumbled backwards a several paces. "Woah…" He flashed a glance behind him to make sure he didn't trip, then returned his gaze to the air mass. "Tony…." He was running out of room to back up.

"Hang on buddy." Tony ran to his suit case, picking it up the there was a familiar whirling and metallic clicking as the case expanded from a chest plate working its way down his limbs and encasing his face. The familiar voice of his A.I., Jarvis sounded in his ears. "Good evening Sir."

"Jarvis scan that haze, and tell me if I have anything that can hit it."

"Unidentifiable energy cloud, engaging ill-advised." The haze surrounded the gamma scientist's head leaving him not much choice, but to swat at it like an angry swarm of bees. The haze changed from clear distortion to a tinted red. The gamma scientist's hands flew to his head and he cried out in pain.

"Bruce!" Tony ran forward and threw his armored hands through the haze. Not knowing what else he could do without hurting Bruce, he was just trying to disrupt it somehow. Suddenly the haze faded leaving him trying to cut through normal air, he stopped. "Bruce, you ok buddy?" The other scientist lifted his head meeting his gaze with neon green eyes, a grimace on his face. Tony backed up a pace, "…buddy?"

Loki was slowly being brought back to awareness. His ears were ringing. The dull pain from his dream was getting more defined. It came in throbbing waves washing over him, threatening to take him back to the mad Titan's nightmare land. No he was not going back; he needed his mind to be his own. He thrashed, reveling in the ability of being able to resist against whatever was holding him down. Why couldn't he think? Focus was slipping through his fingers as he tried to pull together coherent thoughts. Something shook him; he could feel pressure on his shoulders and legs.

Had the Chitauri captured him? Where was he…. In that panicked moment he found his eyes and opened them, but he could not see anything, he closed his eyes again. His mind reeled. He thrashed harder, but he was tiring quickly. His hearing came back with a pop. He froze, flinching against the cool surface of the table as a familiar bellow echoed in the room. "What have you done!?"

Footsteps, a female voice answered shaky, "I didn't… he shouldn't have reacted this way… He shouldn't be able…"

"Thor." Another voice Loki recognized said urgently. The Soldier… Loki blinked open his eyes again as comprehension finally slammed into him full force. He was being held in a Shield facility, Thor, the disk, Thanos, it all flooded back to him. Was he that injured that he couldn't think properly? Or was it Thanos' influence that had briefly slowed his mind… The hold on his shoulders tightened slightly.

Thor's voice reached his ears, "Loki."

The Soldier spoke, "Loki, can you hear us?"

"I-" Loki's voice croaked in his chest and he immediately turned and started coughing. He tried again breathless, "I cannot see." He strained his eyes, but continued to only see darkness.

Thor glared as Agent Kelly stepped forward, she looked at him apologetically, "I just want to examine his eyes." She started forward again, Loki didn't react as she reached toward his face. "Loki I'm just going to-"

"I said I was blind, not that I was deaf." He snapped looking in her direction. She scowled at him, he flinched, but didn't protest as she moved his face to look at her. Thor had loosened his grip but he still had a worried hold on Loki's uninjured shoulder. The Agent let go and Steve who had also released his hold on the Trickster, watched as Loki's straightened letting his eyes drift to the ceiling. The Asgardian was trembling slightly; a light colored haze covered his eyes. He wasn't lying.

The agent stepped back and shook her head, "His eyes weren't like that before he fell asleep." Loki frowned blinking at the ceiling.

Steve decided it was now or never. "Loki, we're trying to help you, Stark and Banner are working on cure for you as we speak. You said you were on our side, what do you know about the Chitauri's current capabilities?"

Loki blinked at the ceiling again, then turned to Thor, "Thor, let go of me." The brother let his hand drop to his side unsure.

Hawkeye had lowered his gun, "If your blind how did you know it was Thor?" Loki turned his head toward the newest voice, smiling sticky sweet at him.

"Because he let go…who else would it be?" Loki looked in the Captains general direction, "Who else is in the room?"

The Black Widow spoke quietly her hand above her gun holster, "Only me."

"Only you." Loki scoffed quietly to himself, echoing her. He addressed the Captain again, "What did they do to me?" He asked sounding more curious then angry.

"Answer my questions first. What do you know?"

Loki sighed closing his eyes, "I know they are on their way. I can hardly know what they are capable of, given the fact that I don't know exactly how many resources they have salvaged since you destroyed their ship."

Steve spoke, "How long until they get here?" There was something off about Loki's expression. His face, normally an amused mask, now carried a certain fearful edge, a crack in the facade. Any confidence the trickster had exhibited before was now gone.

"Days, hours. I do not know." Loki rasped. "With their biotechnology it will not be long before whatever force they have left is fit for battle.

Hawkeye's finger's danced on the hilt of the gun at his hip, "How did you know they were on their way?

Loki shuttered and gripped at his side, his eyes rolled back into his head for a moment. He ground his teeth, then let out a breath and spoke, "Because…Thanos has more influence on me then I had realized…." A manic chuckle escaped him. "He is projecting his consciousness here so he can…taunt me." Thor's fists balled up at his sides, his jaw clenched and unclenched.

A chill ran down Steve's spine he spoke quietly to himself, "How is that possible?"

Loki reasoned quietly to himself looking less lucid then before, "I can be in two places at once, why can't he?"

Natasha addressed the trembling god next, "Could he be influencing anyone else?" Loki was staring off into the space above Thor's head, his foggy eyes unfocused; he didn't seem to hear her.

Thor gripped his shoulder again, concern marking his tone, "Loki, you need to focus." That seemed to strike a chord, reason returned to Loki's eyes for a moment, and his bandaged left hand shot out from under the bed sheet and latched onto Thor's arm. Everyone else cringed backward at the sudden movement, hands on their weapons.

His sightless gaze drilled straight into Thor. "Do not let me fall back asleep.", he said almost pleading. He held on for a moment before the intensity left his gaze, his eyelids drooped. His hand dropped back down to the bed, finally his eyes drifted back to the ceiling. Thor looked down at his deteriorating brother looking completely lost.

Natasha glanced at Thor before asking again, trying to get Loki's attention, "Loki, could Thanos be influencing anyone else?"

Loki replied closing his eyes, sounding dazed, "Yes…"

Clint sent Natasha a look, clearly Loki wasn't going to be conscious much longer, "Why does Thanos want to kill us?"

Loki answered sounding confused looking at the ceiling again, "Because that is what he does."

Steve frowned, "What do you mean?"

"He offers his victims to death." Loki replied as if it were obvious.

Clint shook his head, "This is useless, he's losing it." Everyone in the room jumped at the distant sound of a familiar roar, except for Loki, who frowned at the ceiling tilting his head toward the sound, "That's interesting."

Hope you guys don't mind my crazed Loki. I didn't want to unleash the Hulk so soon but then I made him mad and this happened. Stay tuned more to come. Review!