Alright I've got literally no excuse for how long this chapter took I apologize. I was just in the car for like 20 hours over this past weekend, though, so I've got this one down and I've started the next one. No more month+ long waits! -E

"Oh, man," Tony grinned at Bruce. "They're never going to find him!"

"Oh, cmon Tony, they've got a cha-" Bruce stopped short as he looked over at Thor's screen. "Mm. Yeah," Reaching over and taking Tony's coffee, he took a sip and grimaced at the taste. "They're never going to find him... Hey, can I get a coffee, too?" Bruce asked as Tony snatched it back from him. "3 creams and 2 sugars, please?"

"What the hell? What is this?" Clint slowly stepped through the front door of an apartment, about 20 reflections of himself staring back at him. Covering every wall of the first room were mirrors of varying shapes and sizes; some with decorative frames in different shades of brown and black, others cracked and others without any frame at all. Leaning against the covered walls were even more mirrors and empty frames, their broken glass scattered around the floor.

"Because this is completely normal," Steve commented as he stepped inside behind Clint. Walking across the broken glass, he slowly made his way into the next room. "Uhhh."

("Well, Steve, you did just make a sarcastic comment about how normal it was," Tony pointed out and Bruce snorted while taking a sip of coffee, spilling a little on the bed.

"Oh, no, that's much better.")

The room Steve had walked into had papers plastered to the walls, covering them floor to ceiling. On each piece of paper were words scribbled down and poor drawings that looked like they could be of the creature.

"Looks like someone could use a new decorator," Tasha walked into the room and up to one of the walls, looking more closely at the drawings and writings.

"What're you guys-woooah! Alright, that's only super creepy," Clint followed Natasha inside, glancing at Steve.

"Alright, Thor clearly isn't in here, so lets-"

"No, no, Steve, hang on," Tasha waved a hand dismissively at him. "Come look at some of these."

"What are they?" He asked as he walked over to the wall next to Tasha.

"Really super creepy?"

"Clint," Tasha warned, glancing at him.

"Well they are!"

"They're drawing- and writing about the creature," Steve said quietly. "They're about the creature."

("Oh! Oh quick, look at what's going on with Thor!" Bruce pointed towards Thor's screen as he took a sip of coffee excitedly causing Tony to jump slightly at the sudden noise.

"Ooooh, what what what?")

"What is this?!" Thor stood locked inside a glass shower, banging his fists against the glass, unable to open or break it. Glaring, he took a step back and rammed his shoulder against the glass, still unable to even crack it. After a few moments, the shower came to life, spitting extremely hot water out at Thor. Jumping back away from the water quickly, Thor grimaced. Quickly trying to break down all the shower walls and touching the water as little as possible, Thor began to sweat, the steam from the water trapped inside the shower. Breathing heavily, He paused, taking a moment to assess the situation. The moment he stopped moving, the water that splashed onto his skin began to burn, leaving dark red marks. Inhaling sharply, Thor pressed his back to the wall opposite where the water was coming from. Quickly glancing at the still-open bathroom door, he yelled out for help.

"Is anyone there?! I can't get the door open!" The water at the bottom of the shower began to pool at his ankles, and he struggled to ignore the severe burning sensation in his feet. "Can anybody hear me?!" He tried telling again. The water began rising quicker and his breath got heavier as the air became more and more hot and thick. (God if that isn't the biggest innuendo idk what is bro.) "Anybody!" Thor yelled again, his voice cracking slightly, causing him to start coughing. Looking over at the door again, he saw the creature standing in the doorway. Eyes immediately narrowing, he tried breaking the shower door down again, causing a slow smile to spread across the creature's face. "Let me out of here, creature!"

"Now... Why would I do that?" The creature practically purred back at Thor as it walked slowly into the room.

("Man, that thing is seriously ugly," Tony commented, causing Bruce to laugh.

"Really? I thought it was kinda cute.")

"Fight me fairly! See if you're still able to best me!"

("Naaahhhhh. How about terrifying? We can agree on that, right?"

"How'd they even come up with that thing?")

"But this is so much more... Entertaining," the creature chuckled deeply.

("Fury mentioned it came from our imaginations," Tony informed him, raising his eyebrows.

"Just one of us?" Bruce glanced at him curiously for a moment before looking back at Thor's screen. "Or kind of a combined thing?"

"Actually, he didn't say... I never really thought about it," Tony glanced around to find Fury, but he wasn't in the room.)

The water continued to rise, now reaching Thor's hips. After a few moments, he lost all feeling in his legs, causing Thor to stumble forwards against the glass of the shower wall. Struggling to get a good grip anywhere to keep himself up, Thor quickly found himself slipping.

"F...ight... Me... With some honor," he managed to get out between coughs and wheezes, the water surrounding his chest as he slipped completely under the water.

"Heyyyy buddyyyy, how's it going?" Tony asked Thor slowly, taking a sip of his coffee. Groaning softly as he sat up, Thor put a hand to his head.

"What is this? Where are we?" Looking around, his brow furrowed. "Surely this cannot be Valhalla?"

"Oh, no, no, we're in the tower," Bruce informed him quickly, taking a big drink of his own coffee.

"What you were just in is called a 'simulation'," Fury told him, stepping forwards. "What that means is-"

"I'm aware of what a simulation is, but thank you," Thor waved a hand dismissively as he rubbed his temples gently, quickly getting a headache.

"And we've gotta stay in here until everyone else dies," Tony sighed dramatically as he looked back at the screens. "So, ask for a snack, a drink... A couple of Tylenol or whatever you... Would take for your head in your shiny cloud palace... We may be here for a while, yet." Leaning over a little towards Bruce, he whispered. "Told you they'd never find him."

I'm also not going to do a reviews section this time just because of how time consuming it is and blah blah blah. BUT. I just wanted to say thank you so much again to everyone who reviews and favorites etc etc. Every single one means so so so much to me! 3 Alright! I'm gonna go keep working on the next chapter! Until next time! -E