Loki looked at me and interrupted the silence that brought my brain out of panic mode, "well if you are working for me now, would you mind opening the door to this cage? If you don't, my men will." He looked at me expectantly, with a smile that in a different circumstance might be quite charming.

I made my way over to the panel and opened the door to his cell, he stepped out in such a magnificent way as if to say 'here I am, your King.' I rolled my eyes and just turned to him.

"So, what now?" He smiled at me, looking around the room.

"Well, my men are waiting to pick us up, some will be in now to release me, which you have already done. But first, I must trap my brother in this cell." I looked at him astonished.

"Th-Thor, you must trap Thor in there?" I pointed my finger over to the cell, "well, that seems quite mean to me," I said more to myself, although Loki heard it too.

"Mean? He deserves it, he is the one that dragged you out of that jet and probably broke one of your bones." He said, a matter-of-factly. I looked at him astonished. That wasn't how it went at all, Thor wouldn't do that on purpose, at least I didn't think that Thor would, given how much I know - although, that wasn't much anyway.

I pointed at him, an angry look on my face, "I was dragged out of that jet because I made a stupid decision to not let your stupid ass get away. And I imagine Thor probably cares more about whether I am injured than you do," he seemed to be annoyed by my response.

He turned to me and squinted his eyes at me, maybe he was trying to be intimidating or shrewd - I didn't know. "You should take care how you speak to your future King," I looked at him and scoffed.

"Oh sorry, your highness," I did a slight curtsy, staring at him with disgust the entire time, sarcasm dripping from my voice, "I just thought I would tell you the facts, next time I'll tell you a nice story, would you prefer that?"

His arm reached for my neck and lifted me up, cutting my air supply off. I hit his arm in an attempt to get him to let go. "Now listen here, you will treat me with respect or when I get my sceptre back I will force you to, understand?" I nodded instantly and he let go of me, causing me to take big gulps of air as I coughed. My lungs sighed in relief as they filled with air.

As I shakily got up, some men with guns ran in the door that were definitely not SHIELD agents. They pointed their guns at me, but Loki put a hand up unenthusiastically. "She's helping us, but keep an eye on her until I get my sceptre." One of the men came over and grabbed me by the arm, and apparently, I hadn't learnt my lesson from earlier as I decided to pipe up.

"Well, this is nice, I get an escort and everything. How fancy!" Loki looked at me, and then the guard holding me put a hand over my mouth to shut me up.

Then Loki did something I had only read about in books, he made it look like he was in the cage and that the door was opening. One of the guards walked over to the control panel but then he seemed to vanish, probably hidden by Loki's magic.

Thor ran into the room, looking around to see Loki at the door to the cage. I tried to warn him but with my mouth covered, the guard put his other hand around my neck, not tight enough block off air but enough to keep me back. Thrashing around made my rib hurt so I was restricted in movement anyway.

Thor fell for Loki's trick and ran at him, only to land in the cage. As he turned, we became visible to him, and the door closed in on him. He looked around and saw me, and he seemed worried for a flash before he turned back to Loki angrily.

Loki just looked at him with an unimpressed look, "are you ever not going to fall for that?" The ship suddenly rocked and there was a moment of silence before Loki smirked, "the humans think us immortal," Loki started, swaggering over to the control panel. "Shall we test that?"

I couldn't let him do it, I just couldn't, so I bit the man's arm that was holding me and in the split second that he let go, I ran over.

"Loki, you don't have to do this, he's your brother." I tried to reason with him but his henchman got a hold of me again, this time restraining my arms and keeping his limbs away from my mouth and teeth.

Just after I was restrained again, we heard one of the henchmen fall to the floor and low and behold, there was Agent Coulson, in all his glory, holding a fucking huge weapon. "Move away please," this grabbed Loki's attention as he put his hands up and raised them to show he was complying with his wishes. "You like this," Phil cocked the gun as a gesture to the weapon who's maker was obviously compensating for something - if you get what I mean. "We started working on the prototype after you sent the destroyer. Even I don't know what it does."

Phil began to fire up the weapon as if ready to use it, and It wasn't until I noticed the real Loki sneaking up behind him that I did anything, I yelled, "Phil, look out!" But it was too late. Loki had impaled him with his sceptre like a shish kabob. I heard Thor yelling as well but it felt like it was so far away.

Phil was dead, he was dying, he wouldn't survive this. I couldn't concentrate, nothing seemed to be in focus, I felt like someone close had been ripped from me. I barely moved when Loki sent Thor to his death, another person I couldn't believe was leaving this world. Loki was walking away when I heard Phil's voice.

"You're going to lose," he said, his voice was quiet, he was losing his energy, Loki turned to him, smirking.

He softly replied, "am I?"

"It's in your nature," Phil said immediately, sat on the floor, leaning on the wall, looking like life was leaving him so quickly.

Loki smirked once again, "your heroes are scattered, your floating fortress falls from the sky, where is my disadvantage?" I could hear the smirk in his voice, that is how smug he was. He had advanced on Phil by this point, strutting about as if he owned the place.

Phil looked up at him, "you lack conviction," and then before the henchmen holding me or Loki could comprehend, he blasted the huge gun at Loki, knocking him back through a wall. I looked on in shock to hear Phil say, "so that's what it does," before closing his eyes. Tears streamed down my face, I didn't want anyone dead, and now two people had died in front of me, Phil and Thor.

Loki recovered from his brutal hit and grabbed me, ordering his last henchman to get us out of here. I shrugged my arm from Loki, "I can walk myself, been doing it since I was one." He rolled his eyes and walked behind me, the henchman in front of me. We soon found our way to the jet that was waiting for us, Loki's sceptre already on board which he grabbed immediately, and then we were setting off as the helicarrier still fell from the sky.

I sat down opposite Loki, "so what is it exactly you need me for?" He looked at me with that creepy smile and then looked directly in my eyes.

"Well, let me just say, as of this moment we are heading towards Stark Tower."

Then it dawned on me, "oh," I said, "so you want me to make your invasion of Stark Tower easier?" Loki smiled a less creepy smile.

"You humans aren't so dumb after all," I rolled my eyes, and looked back at him with a judging glare.

I raised my eyebrows, "okay, first things first if I am going to help you into Stark Tower, I am going to ask you to call me Cahya, not human, not servant or anything similar. Secondly, I'll go in first, disable the cameras and then your guys can go in and do whatever - whether that is brainwashing them with your weird glowy stick or incapacitating them, but I refuse to help if you kill them." Loki looked at me curiously.

"You know that I can just force you to do what I want with this sceptre mortal?" He seemed to be a bit astonished by my demands.

I scoffed, "well, you might have to because you've already failed my first request. But you won't, and do you know why?" I smirked at him this time and I saw a spark behind his eyes, he leaned forwards.

"Why?" He seemed intrigued, I smirked at the thought again.

"Because it will hurt Tony all the more if I'm working for you willingly." He smirked at me, looking me right in the eyes. Of course, I wasn't doing this willingly but I didn't want to be brainwashed or controlled so I was keeping my wits about me.

"I like you, you're intriguing to me, Cahya," he leant back in the carrier.

I leant back also, looking at him, "well, it turns out you can learn a name, colour me shocked." I put on a pretend shocked face, smirked and then turned to look out of the jet window. I noticed they were heading in a rather roundabout way to get to Stark Tower.

I got up and walked to the cockpit, only to hear the might God of Mischief calling after me, "Hey! Where are you going?" He followed me to where the pilots were flying the jet extremely inefficiently. There were only two things I was really good at, programming and flying. I tapped the co-pilot on the shoulder.

"Get up, you're going in the wrong direction." The guy looked up at me impassively and then turned back to the control panel, obviously one of Loki's minions. I rolled my eyes and turned to the God who was stood just a bit too close for comfort.

"Tell him to get up and let me fly, either that or to turn the jet approximately 20 degrees Eastwards, that will be quicker." He looked at me, his eyes sparkling once more in intrigue. I huffed, realising I wasn't getting through and threw my hands up.

I pushed past Loki, "fine, ignore me, get there in your own sweet time. I imagine you're in no rush," I stomped back to my seat, annoyed by the lack of skills the pilots had. A piece of hair had fallen in front of my face and I tried to blow it out of my face but it wouldn't budge. I heard Loki telling them to do what I said and the jet started to move in the correct direction.

I rolled my eyes, "so, I say that you let me in first, as Jarvis knows me, and then I disable all the security protocol and block any communications to and from the building, then you take over the building with only a few measly humans," I said this bit with air quotations, making fun of how he called us humans. Then, I continued to say three words that I didn't realise in the near future would bring me so much laughter, "bing-bang-bosh." I swept my hands together in that motion that must do when you say 'bing-bang-bosh' concluding my plan and looking towards Loki to see his reaction.

Loki looked at me like I had said something weird, "bing-bang-bosh? What is this bing-bang-bosh?" I couldn't help but laugh each time he said 'bing-bang-bosh', it was totally hilarious. He sounded so funny saying it but my laughter settled down when he gave me a glare as a signal to shut up. "And I will be giving the orders, Cahya," he seethed my name through his teeth - obviously still deeply offended by my laughter.

I stood up and did a mock curtsy, "whatever you say, master." He grinned at my sarcastic name for him and I gave him a withering glare that perhaps to him was not so withering as he didn't stop grinning but instead decided to go over the plan after I sat back down, which was just what I had suggested in the first place with a few more details on how exactly they were going to take over the building.

Loki then turned to me, "finally, how do we know we can trust you?" I looked back at him, not really sure how to answer the question, I shrugged.

"You're just going to have to, I suppose, or you could use that sceptre thingy on me if you'd like, although I must say I'd prefer if you didn't; mind control is not a kink of mine if you catch my drift." He seemed to take in what I said.

"If you don't want me to use this," he held up the sceptre to gesture to it, "then I suggest you come up with a good reason for me to trust you," he looked closely at me, examining my every move, my every breath.

I looked back at him, "you could always send someone in your team with me, but they'd have to dress differently to get past the guards. I could probably convince Jarvis that they were a friend of mine or something. And then, if I fuck up, they can kill me." Loki seemed to take in what I said, and pondered for a moment.

Then he responded, "that should suffice, but it shall be me who accompanies you, I'll use my magic to make me look more human," I rolled my eyes and turned to him.

"Fine, whatever."

It wasn't many more minutes until we were approaching New York and Stark Tower. They dropped us off on top of another building before flying off to circle around until I did my thing. We walked towards the entrance of Stark Tower.

Before we got there, Loki pulled me aside. "We are just walking in the front doors?"

I looked and him and laughed, "yeah, of course, I promise they'll be nice." I turned, rolling my eyes, and walked confidently into the front doors at the base of Stark Tower. I nodded to the guard at the door, "hey, Ron, having a good day? How's the family?"

He turned to me and smiled, his eyes briefly looking over Loki - who he seemed suspicious of even if he didn't look like Loki.

"Yeah, Cahya, our little one took her first steps the other day, would you like to see?" He took out his phone and I watched his little girl take her first steps before getting nudged in the ribs by the elbow of a certain Asgardian. I rolled my eyes.

"She's adorable, but I'm just in for a quick update is all Ron, brought along my... friend, if that's okay. You know the drill, no telling Stark." Ron, the guard, gave me a mock salute at my request and I walked to the elevator, Loki trailing behind me.

When we were alone in the elevator, I heard a familiar voice. "Welcome back, Miss Cahya," the voice said, I smiled.

"Nice to be back, JARVIS. Take me to Tony's floor would you? I have a friend with me this time."

JARVIS replied quickly, "Of course, Miss Cahya, should I keep your presence from Tony again?" I nodded to his question without saying a word and his voice left the elevator travelling upwards. It was only after we had arrived at Tony's penthouse suite that Loki said anything.

"Why isn't Stark allowed to know you're here? I mean I understand why now, but why is it a common occurrence?" I looked back at him as I made my way over to the nearest interface.

I rolled my eyes, "Tony has no idea I have ever even been at Stark Tower, he thinks that he created JARVIS all by himself, but I've been sneaking in ever since I caught wind of Tony working on a natural language AI. I had to get my hands on it, and didn't realise I would end up being the helping hand Tony needed; I secretly helped work out most of the kinks in his programme, I am the better of us two at programming, after all. Anyway, Tony and I don't have the best relationship so I just come in secret - technically my word overrides Tony's in JARVIS' system, I am - in a manner of speaking - top dog." I smiled back at Loki before grabbing an earpiece and putting it in my ear to be able to talk to JARVIS easily. I disabled the security protocols when JARVIS popped up.

"Miss Cahya, I have detected that you are disabling the security protocols, should I be concerned?"

I smiled, tapping on my earpiece to turn it on, "No, JARVIS, no need to be concerned. I just need to update them and I can't find the problem without stripping them down. It will only be temporary." I turned to Loki and winked, he smirked and sat down on a sofa, seeming rather relaxed.

"Of course, Miss Cahya, sorry to disturb you," JARVIS signed off and I turned to the interface, linking my earpiece with the jet's radio frequency.

I smirked, "all right, henchmen, I have dealt with my end, you can land," and not too long after I heard the whirring of the plane as it landed on the building. I unlinked my earpiece from the rest of Loki's henchmen and tried not to look suspicious as I connected my earpiece to SHIELD's communication system.

"So," I walked towards the god, smiling innocently as m heart beat a mile a minute. "Why exactly did you choose Stark Tower as your base of operation? I'm sure there are more... inconspicuous places for you to hide." I looked towards Loki, seeing his reaction.

Perhaps it was his sense of superiority but he stood up and held his hands out, "oh, you mortals can't see it but this tower has the only energy source that would be possible to open the portal, to open the portal that will end in my rule over you as your King, Cahya" he stepped towards me, perhaps to exert his power. He did give this aura of someone much more powerful than myself. I ignored when he called me a mortal, and it was when he said my name the second time he addressed me that caused a voice to burst through my earpiece.

"Cahya? Why can I hear Cahya and Loki?" I recognised it as a worried voice of Steve. It almost made me smile but I kept my cool, ignoring the voice in my ear.

"Do you mind if I put on some music?" I said, trying to distract the God for as long as I can, "your men are upstairs setting up the portal, you can afford to take a rest, you are going to be King after all," I continued, trying to appeal to his nature of wanting to be superior. He eyed me before waving a hand, probably to signal that he didn't really care, before turning back around.

This is when he turned into his true self, with his antlers and weird staff and everything. I shrugged, and moved over to the console once more, putting on some loud obnoxious sound. While I was a little far away from him, I whispered - hoping the others could hear me.

"Are you on your way here yet? I'm currently in Stark Tower with Loki," I whispered to the group I was hoping was listening.

That was when I heard Tony, "how exactly did you get into my tower anyway? JARVIS hasn't notified me of any breach." I tensed, not really wanting him to know, but I sighed knowing I would have to tell him eventually.

"That's not important, are you on your way?" I heard a 'yes' come from Steve and then I replied, "okay, I'm going to turn off my earpiece now before Loki gets suspicious or I give it away accidentally." I turned off my earpiece before I could hear the reply that I knew Steve would give.

He would definitely be against it. I turned back to Loki, removing my earpiece and setting down before dancing to the music, acting like I didn't have a care in the world.

Loki turned to me, "please, turn this awful music off, this is nothing like the music on Asgard." I nodded.

"JARVIS, music off," I didn't get a reply but the music ceased so I knew he heard me. "Sorry, what kind of music do you have on Asgard?" Another question to distract him, hopefully stopping him from noticing if the team showed up.

"Our music is more elegant, and you can dance to it in a much more... civilised way," his tone was judgemental but I ignored me. I nodded.

"JARVIS, play some classical music, a waltz if you like," the music started up again, "something like this?" I turned to Loki, and he looked at me.

"Yes, very much like this," he smiled, maybe reminded of home, or maybe he just liked being in control of the situation - even as little as the music selection apparently needed to be approved. I didn't know if he knew I was distracting him, but he extended his hand towards me.

I looked at it, not knowing what to do, "care for a dance?" I looked back at him shocked.

Confusion evident on my face, "you want to dance with me? A mere mortal?" He looked at me with a smirk.

"You may be a mere mortal, but you are fair in appearance and I would like to dance, so humour your King while we wait for the portal to open." It sounded like an order, and before I could come up with an excuse not to dance, he grabbed my hand and dragged me towards him; one of his hands on my waist, the other hold my hand.

As much of a psychopath he seemed to be, he was quite elegant. He was always elegant in the way he walked and talked and he seemed to glide when he danced. I kept up pretty well, he led really well and it was quite fun until we heard a loud bang coming from above. Loki did not seem to be phased by it, but he let go and walked outside without looking at me as if dancing with me meant nothing - which I suppose it did - all the while a smirk plastered on his face.

It was then I saw Tony walking down the landing platform, and I quickly turned to music off, waiting for them to make their way inside. I watched as Loki walked dramatically inside, his eyes fixed only on Tony.

Loki was the first to speak, "please tell me you're going to appeal to my humanity," Tony gave a small chuckle, and then retorted in a very Tony-esque manner.

"Actually, I'm planning to threaten you," his hands placed behind his back nonchalantly. I was stood at the side of the room, and I saw him give me a sideways glance, nothing written on his face, which was surprising as there wasn't even disgust.

This had caused Loki to smirk, "you should have left your armour on for that," which sparked an idea in my head. I knew, although Tony was not aware of my knowledge, that he was working on a suit that he could call to him. As they continued their encounter, I made my way over to the bar, in search of some bracelets without looking like I was up to much, thankfully the two mega-divas were too engrossed in each other to notice I had put them on the table. I looked towards Tony, hoping at all that he might look at me.

I thought I caught him glimpse at me, so I mimed putting on a bracelet subtly, then walked over towards Loki.

"Would you like a drink?" Tony asked, making his way over to the bar where I had once been, smiling on the inside that he got my message, I moved further towards Loki. Loki gave me a sidewards glance, and smirked - I seemed to him as if I was on his side.

"Stalling me won't change anything," his smile seemed relaxed as if he had nothing to worry about, but Tony interrupted him.

"No, no, no, threatening," Tony gave him just the briefest of pauses to get his point across, then sauntered in his way over to the bar, "sure you don't want anything? I'm having one," Tony took a bottle from the bar and poured himself a drink.

Loki turned from him and stared out of the window, as I looked at Tony he tilted the bottle up, silently asking if I wanted a drink. I gave the briefest of nods and he poured another. It was all weird, Tony acting somewhat civil towards me, I didn't know how to react, it was weirder than the idea that aliens were about to invade New York. Loki had been saying something but I wasn't listening until Tony retorted again, seeming very sure of himself.

"The Avengers," Loki took another step towards him; his eyebrows furrowing together in confusion. I sidestepped my way towards Tony for my drink - in dire need of one in this situation, Tony shrugged and rolled his eyes, "that's what we call ourselves. Sort-a-like a team, 'Earth's mightiest heroes' type thing," Tony handed a drink to me and I took it gratefully, taking a large swig.

I didn't focus on what was said next, I just took another big gulp and finished my drink, sauntering over to the bar to get another.

The next thing I heard came from Loki's mouth, "I have an army," he sounded so sure if himself, that he would win, but Tony replied with as much conviction.

"We have a Hulk," I watched from the bar, my second drink vanishing in a matter of seconds since I had poured it. My head felt fuzzy and my attention was slipping from the situation till a large bang caused me to jump. Glass was shattered everywhere and Tony wasn't in sight. His suit them shot out of some sort of hidden room or cupboard and flew down to him, where he later flew back up to shoot Loki.

I looked back at Loki, the fuzziness in my head not subsiding. I took another drink and downed it before walking over to Loki.

"You okay, Mr King dude?" I asked, giggling at my name for him. He grumbled and got up, pushing me aside causing me to lose my balance and fall on my butt. I proceeded to pout and begrudgingly got up again.

I looked outside and saw Loki in all his glory, reindeer antlers and all, marvelling at what he had wrought then Thor appeared in front of him.

I got bored and sauntered over to the bar one more for my fourth drink, not wanting to deal with that shit any longer.

As I made my way back to the fun spectator sport that was Loki and Thor, I saw Loki stab his own brother before hitching a ride with the Chitauri.

I looked astonished and rushed over rather ungracefully towards Thor, "you alright?" The god nodded at me, I boxed back in understanding and took a step back only to find nothing there. I began to fall when the good grabbed my hand.

"Careful, young maiden," his choice of address for me made me once again giggle and he smiled before whipping his name around and magically flying us down to the ground where Steve was.

I smiled at him, "Thor, why have you brought her down here?" Steve's speech was broken as he was also fighting the Chitauri at the same time.

Thor replied indignantly, "she was in the hands of Loki," as if that was enough to explain why a very drunk me was now giggling in the middle of an Avengers v Chitauri fight.

Steve replied, again his speech broken by the fighting, "take her back to the tower, as weird as it sounds that is probably the safest place for her."

Thor grumbled something under his breath but grabbed me by the waist and flew me back up to Stark Tower. I giggled again, "you know, you're hot. Like not my type or anything, but I think you're hot." Thor looked pleased as he set me down on the sofa in Tony's penthouse bit. "Ooh, this sofa is making me feel sleepy, too bad the fighting is happening. Why is fighting so loud," I found that I was saying this to myself as Thor had promptly left. I rolled my eyes and went over to the counter to get an earpiece.

Being drunk, this took me way longer than I would ever care to admit, and I got JARVIS to help out in connecting me to the team.

What I heard next made me almost throw up, the alcohol not helping in the slightest. "Stark, if you can hear me, there's a missile heading your way," Tony replied but I only heard buzzing. My ears wouldn't work from shock.

I stumbled over to the window and looked out onto New York to see Tony flying the missile into the portal. It was only then I screamed, "NO!" But Tony had flown through the portal.