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Loki loaded into the small ship. Glancing over the elaborate control panels, buttons, and levers with unease.

"As soon as you find any of the Stones, send a signal with that panel on the right." The Chutari footman said.

"I think I got it." Loki said impatiently. The Chutari footman's ram-like faceseemed disappointed and maybe even angry.

"Is there a problem?" Loki asked.

The Chutari scowled. "You led twelve of my brothers to their deaths on Earth."

"My condolences." Loki said half heartedly. "And your master, Thanos killed my brother. Perhaps we are even, then?"

The Chutari's gnarled face did not soften. "I hope Thanos ends up killing you." The Chutari turned and left before Loki could speak. Loki tried to shake of unease, sighing, and placing his hands over the ship console. He found the speed throttle to his right, like a wheel-shaped lever, and pressed his hand onto it. The ship's engine hummed to life and shot forward. The ship itself was fairly easy to stear, and Loki found little trouble with doing so. He found alien-inscribed buttons on the ceiling in languages that were not his first or second, but Loki knew them well enough to translate them. He found the cloaking switch and immediately activated it when the small orb of Earth appeared in the distance. Double-checking every security and stealth control, Loki proceeded swiftly towards Earth. He could barely believe what was happening. He could barely believe that he was once-again enslaved by Thanos. The previous time he had served Thanos was hell; continually being tortured and taunted by Thanos's children until he was beaten into loosing all will of freedom. This time, there wasn't really anything to live for. Thor was dead. Asgard was destroyed. All Loki had was his own life, which wasn't even his anymore.

Loki shook out of these thoughts as he neared earth. He found the growing form of the United States, aiming northeast for New York. He was soon skimming above treetops before the towering cluster of skyscrapers came into sight. Loki recognized the buildings from his previous time there, but turned away from the densest cluster and toward Bleaker Street. Loki's spacecraft was invisible, so Loki had no trouble finding an discrete area nearby where he could park the small vessel. Loki sat in the cockpit for a moment sighing from exhaustion and rubbing at his injured throat subconsciously. He watched average-class Midgardians walk down the street, talking, riding on bicycles or skateboards and go past him without a clue or care in the world. Loki almost wished that he could have that opportunity. Just be a worry-free beast without Titans threatening to choke the breath out of your lungs, or the looming, inconfronted fact that his brother may truly be dead. It seemed numbingly peaceful, and yet disgusting at the same time.

Loki sighed, letting an illusion of wealthy Midgardian attire shift over his skin in a soft green light. It was a black tuxedo; one of his favorite disguises. Once again noticing that his skin was faintly glowing from the Power Stone, Loki covered that with an illusion as well. He stepped out of his ship, glancing around carefully, then crossed the street to go to the looming, ornate building of the Sanctum Sanctorium. Loki hesitated before he entered, debating whether he should disguise himself as Thor before entering. He didn't wish to be sent falling through a portal for thirty minutes or longer once again, but Loki froze as he reached the broad doors, hearing clatter, and a familiar voice;

"Thanos is coming."

It was Bruce's Banner! Loki surprised himself by the feeling of relief. He had never thought he would ever be pleased by the presence of the small Hulk-man, but was overjoyed to have a possible ally in this situation. He just had to convince him that he meant no harm, while subtly probing around enough to find the Time Stone and signal Thanos's followers. It seemed pretty fool-proof at the moment, so Loki pushed the door open and went inside.

Loki could see a wide, tall staircase at the entrance, and two of those Midgardian sorcerers standing about half-way up the first flight. Loki instantly recognized Doctor Strange, but the other sorcerer was unfamiliar to him. Their backs were turned and they seemed to be stopping over a giant crater in the staircase. A wall above that had a large hold through it too. Loki quietly stepped closer, taking as many steps up the staircase as he could risk without being spotted, and peered over through the demolished section of stairs. Bruce lay half-naked amidst a scattered heap of wood and rubble. His eyes were fading from green to back to brown and they were filled with fear. Doctor Strange seemed to notice Loki behind him, and conjured a whip made of golden light, whirling around to face him. Loki took a step back nervously, putting his hands up in a gesture of innocence.

"I..." Loki began, but Bruce shakily got to his feet, pointing.

"Loki!" Bruce said, his voice a little lighter.

Loki forced a smile. "Ah... Hello, Bruce."

Doctor Strange frowned, gripping the golden whip of light, and gaining a defensive pose.

"What are you doing here? I thought your brother was taking you back to Asgard!"

Loki frowned. "Ah, yes... Asgard was destroyed."

"Like I should believe you." Doctor Strange drawled.

"N-no! It's true!" Bruce said.

"Shut up." Doctor Strange held up his free hand. "You just fell out of the sky and crashed into the most important magical place in America, and the God of Mischief decides to show up!"

"But I'm an Aveng-"

"Eh!" Doctor Strange quipped. Bruce frowned, looking at Loki.

"Where's Thor?" Bruce asked.

Loki stopped and bowed his head. "He's dead. Thanos killed him."

Doctor Strange stared at him scrutinously. Loki stared back, mainly at Doctor Strange's necklace. He was once again aware of the humming, cold feel of magic emanating from it. Loki's few doubts on the Stone dissolved instantly. He had to get word back to Ebony Maw...