AN: Alright ladies and gents let's have a moment of silence for the death of the Douche de la Douches Blayne, who in the end had a heart... ok enough of that crap let's move on. I own Kiera marvel owns everything else

Say there's something better
But today, there is a cold moon rising
You wanted something better
But tonight, tonight you're giving darkness

And you can't hear me
I will try to draw you near me
But in the morning, you will wake up alone

The Hush Sound 'Molasses'

I ran a hand through my hair and tried to focus. Loki had a lot of explaining to do and I had to find him before I woke up. There was no telling when I'd be pulled from this very rare opportunity to get information on our enemy, and SHIELD wouldn't believe me the whole time. I sat down and forced my every thought to be on Loki. From his gentleness as Logan, to his suave charm as Loki, I over emphasized every interaction we had in my head. Then I was in a new location, the hall where Blayne's lifeless form was surrounded by ruble. Loki was standing above him with a group of his guards.

"I want this thing disposed of after you have drained the rest of his blood from him. I want not a single drop wasted, or left in him." He said coldly.

"Yes sir." They said in unison. I looked down at the pale form and bit my lip. Loki turned and faced me smiling.

"And here he lies, the monster laid to rest." He spoke charmingly. I looked up at him and his face lost its composure, turning to concern before he remembered the act he was trying to put on. "He's dead, because of you. You had the chance to work on him, save him, bring him back from the abyss he had fallen into and you let that opportunity slip through your fingers by calling in your precious saviors. And where has that gotten you? I'm sure they no longer trust you after attacking one of their own. Am I wrong?" I clenched my jaw and let the stinging of the tears be a distant feeling. I was enraged that Loki let this happen.

"You are trying to turn me against them in my weak state, you foresaw Blayne's death and did nothing to stop it."

"No I didn't. I had more important things to worry about than his death."

"I thought you needed him!" He scoffed and walked off I followed and watched him pick up a briefcase from the floor that I didn't notice. How could I have missed it? The leather was shining and new, as though it was made only hours before. Loki set it on its side and opened it. Inside were vials upon vials of blood. The bottom marked 'B' and the top marked 'K'.

"It seems as though I have enough of what I need. The scientists, with help from my magic, were able to clone your blood perfectly. I thank you for your corporation my dear." With that he swiftly closed it back up and held it in his hand. "Now I have work to attend to-"

"Tell me what you did to me! How long will I have the powers of some Asgardian reject!?" I asked. He glared at me and I backed up. This was truly a look of death, his eyes were cold as ice and there was no glimmer of the blue. The emerald took over completely.

"I blessed you with my powers and you very disrespectfully show gratitude. I believe I have had about enough of your betrayal and ungratefulness." He stepped towards me and squared his shoulders. "You almost make me want to break this bond. But, if I did, the searing pain it would cause you would make you wish for death! I can and will still break you my dear. You will succumb to me and want nothing more than to please me, and when that day comes I will bask in it, as will you. Until then I suggest you work on losing that terrible attitude of yours before I make you plead for death." I was trembling and my tears fell freely. He looked at me and softened a bit. He put his hand close to my cheek, clenched his fingers then withdrew from his action all together. His head turned to the side and then he glanced back at me. "I am sorry. For all the pain I caused you. I did not plan on his death, I was selfish and thought only for my own safety. I had no idea that he meant this much to you, If I did I would have made a better effort to keep him from death." His eyes connected with mine and I shook my head.

"You're just blowing smoke up my ass now Loki." I said my voice cracking. He closed his eyes and exhaled slowly.

"Forgive me?" He said flatly capturing my gaze again. His face was solemn and I bit the inside of my mouth.

"Kiera?" I heard a voice ring. It didn't belong to Loki for his mouth never moved. He sighed and nodded his head. "Kiera?"

"Perhaps you will acknowledge the sincerity of my words-"

"Kiera" The background was fading slowly.

"But it seems our time has been cut short."

"Kiera!" Now all that was left in my vision was Loki

"Farewell my love. I am truly sorry." He turned and he evaporated in a cloud of smoke.

"KIERA!" My eyes snapped opened and I was chained to a chair. In front of me was Director Fury looking stern as ever. I took in the black walls and single light above us. I turned my head, behind me was a big glass mirror, where I knew people where looking at me through. I turned back to Fury and thought there was no point in escape, if they didn't already lose trust in me, escape would ensure it. "Pleased you could join me. Now care to explain why I have one of my top agents in the infirmary?" I didn't say a word. What could I say? He was going to be against me no matter what. "Speechless? Well so am I. You went directly against my orders, snuck out of the building in the middle of the night, went straight to him, attacked your teammates, and come back with his powers. May I ask whose side you're really on?" I just glared. Did no one trust me now? Because I tried to take action and help everyone I was now a convict?

"I am on your side Fury! Now take me to Natasha so I can help heal her!" Fury shook his head and put his hands behind his back.

"Now see I can't believe you anymore. You had our trust and now that's gone. Why did you attack Agent Romanov?" I looked at the ground and an image of Blayne's pale form flashed in my mind.

"She killed Blayne."

"Blayne was a hostile force. She was attacking on orders. Kill any threats."

"I understand sir," I said flatly. "but I had lost emotional control upon seeing him murdered in front of me. Now, may I see Natasha?"

"No, you may not. What's the deal with your new powers?"

"Loki gave them to me when he mixed our blood. He bonded us together as a way to replenish his magic. He did it against my will, Blayne held me down while he did it. Loki said his powers will wear off." I decided to tell them everything I knew would be to my best benefit.

"Bonded to him? Now how the in the hell does that happen? You know what I don't want to know about his magic voodoo tricks, you're bound to our enemy and you expect me to trust you?"

"I DO! Damnit! I left this place with tracking devices from Tony so that I could give you Loki's location and you could stop him! Do you forget that?! He's got some device that needs a power source! He keeps talking about some Jormungand thing! I have no clue what that means, but it sounds familiar."

"Familiar because you helped him work on it?"

"No you dumb ass! How many times do I have to tell you I am not working with him! Get that through your thick, bald, one eyed head!" I yelled. He looked behind me at the glass and narrowed his eyes.

"What did you say the name of the project was?"

"Jormungand, is the name he spoke." I said evenly. Then I heard a loud crash. I turned around and saw the glass start to crack.

"Thor stand down!" Fury yelled. Then Mjolnir came bursting through and stopped right in front of my face before it returned to Thor's grip. He walked through the huge hole in the wall and stood in front of me. "Thor this is an official interrogation! You must-"

"Quite Director of Anger! Lady Kiera this project you speak of, what else do you know of it?"

"Just the name. He needed a lot of power for it, so I assume it will be huge." Thor seemed to process this information and turned back to the hole in the wall. Bruce and Tony were standing at the opening watching.

"Banner! You spoke of activity in the Western parts of this land?" Thor asked.

"Yes, but we haven't seen much in the past couple of hours."

"You wouldn't." Thor looked at me and smiled. "If what this fair lady said was true about my brother binding them, than Loki has restored his magic and can conceal himself much better than before." He looked at Fury and pointed Mjolnir at him. "You owe Lady Kiera an apology. She has spoken the truth I can tell."

"I'm not going to take your word as the results of lie detector." Fury growled.

"Sir, you have forgotten who my brother is. I can tell a liar. She does not squirm as a liar would. She is passionate about helping out her team and is trying to correct her misdoing with the Black Widow, and all you're doing to her is tormenting her! Release her and let her help the fallen!" Fury stood stiff and didn't flinch under the threat of being smashed by the hammer. Thor moved closer to Fury and moved the hammer closer to his face.

"Agent McTassery, you are dismissed to the infirmary. I'll let you deal with Hawkeye's wrath when you get there, that should be punishment enough." Fury said and walked out. Thor smiled at me and I hugged him.

"How can you tell a liar?"

"You're not one to lie. Your heart is too pure to lie about matters such as these. Mjolnir can tell. Besides you have made an honest attempt to change my brother and save him, to repay you, getting you free from the Director was the least I could do." I let go of him and nodded my head.

"Thanks ." I said before leaving and heading to the infirmary.

I opened the door slowly and Clint had his back to me holding Natasha's hand. She was a mess. Her hair was plastered to her forehead in a matted mess. Her body was soaked in sweat and the room smelled of vomit. It made my stomach turn thinking that I was the one who caused all this. I took a step closer and Natasha caught sight of me. Her eyes lost their fire, and seemed to be sunken in. She was a dying soul. Nothing could damage someone this fast. At least nothing of my normal abilities. The "gifts" from Loki had caused this, and I had no idea how to control them. Clint turned around and looked at me.

'Bitch.' Well on a positive note I could tell the difference between thoughts and spoken word. I nodded my head and walked closer. Clint stood and positioned himself to protect her from me.

"Get out." He said dryly. I groaned and squared up to him.

"I am here to heal her."

"Pft haven't you done enough? Look at her!" He threw his hand back and pointed it at Natasha's now shaking body. I tried to look placid but I knew my eyes were beginning to water. "I don't know what you've done," He threathend stepping closer to be in my face "but don't pretend to be sorry."

"Clint! I didn't do it on purpose! Now are you going to let her suffer or let me help her?"

"You help her? Are you kidding me now? You put her in this dying state! No one knows what's wrong with her, and you expect me to let you, you the one who ran to Loki, to help her? As if this isn't a delicately pieced trick, designed to take us out. How long did it take you and him to plan this?"

"I have told you I am not working with Loki! This was nothing planned! Now get out of here and let me help her before she does die!" Clint clenched his jaw and grabbed at something near his belt. "If you kill me she will die too. You said no one knows what's wrong with her? Well I am currently her only hope. So back off." I said pushing him out of the way.

'She's going to hurt her! She did this to her! She's going to do worse! I have to protect her from this monster!' Clint threw me across the room and I hit the wall knocking down a frame. He had a dagger in his hand.

"Clint I am not going to hurt her!" He slung his arm back but another quickly shot up to stop him from moving for an attack. He stopped and turned to face Natasha.

"Cl-clint. St-stop. I trussst her." She spoke weakly. She let her hand drop from his wrist and groaned. 'besides Clint you're not thinking right. She did this to me so she can undo it. Even if she kills me, it would be better than suffering like this.' Natasha's thoughts were quiet and Clint was processing her request. He put the dagger back and walked out of the room making sure to shoulder check me before slamming the door. I rushed to her and grabbed her hand.

"Hey Natasha, I am truly sorry for this. I'm going to fix it." I tried to search out the radiation in her body but found none, my suspicions had been correct. Even though it could have been my radiation that took her down at first, magic was now working its way on hurting her. This was worse than I thought. There was nothing but a freezing and dark feeling rolling around her. That was the only way to describe it. I chewed on my bottom lip and shook my head in frustration. I didn't know the first thing about magic, because I am certain allakahzam wouldn't work. Natasha turned her head towards me and reached for my upper arm, as that was the only solid part that could be reached.

"K-kiera, you knonow what t-tto do. Th-think like him." She said giving my arm a light squeeze and letting it fall with a tremor that coursed through her. I had to do this, she trusted me. At least I hope she did. I reached out to her thoughts but inside she was screaming about pain and wanting it to end. I wet my lips and pushed aside my emotions, everything needed to be clear and precise, that's how Loki worked. He could control his emotions long enough to work a spell. I let my body feel out the cold fog that filled her and I willed it to return to my hands. The force did nothing but fight as if I was doing it wrong, which I probably was. If I couldn't move it and contain it, then maybe I could try to make it disappear. I felt it ripple through her and another physical ripple moved her. I heard the heart monitor buzz constant for a few seconds then return to the varied beep that meant she was still here. When she was more relaxed I focused again. I imagined the force getting smaller, each individual piece shrinking. Slowly the cold feeling in her faded, the warmth returning. Her heart rate increased and I could feel her becoming more alive than she was. When it was gone I pulled back and looked at my hands. They were tinted blue and glowing. I looked at them in awe, before it turned to shock. The door swung open and I turned to face our company. At first there was nothing but a cold breeze that filtered in, then Thor marched in followed by Clint. Clint looked at my hands and pointed.

"The hell is that?" Thor looked down at them and his face went blank.

"The trace of Jotunheim" Came two voices in my mind. One was The loud boom of Thor the other was velvet and like honey. Loki.

AN: dun dun dunnnnn. Yeah that happened