Disclaimer: I don't own Thor, The Avengers or Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D
A/N: So I thought of another one. Technically this isn't a typical crossover since two shows actually exist in the same universe. However, as it will quickly become apparent this takes place in an AU. Also I've never done an AOS story before so it could be a little OOC.
Characters: Loki, Skye, Coulson.
Gen: Drama.
Timeline: Contains spoilers for up to and including the first season of AOS and maybe some of the second season.
He blinked his eyes tiredly as he looked at the page in front of blankly. Writing reports were his least favorite activity and because of the increase in activity and stress after the official fall of S.H.I.E.L.D they were taking a short break from the limelight. The short break apparently meant filling out all the paperwork they had been too busy to do before. He was good at writing and great at reading complicated reports, but writing particularly in the way he was expected to and doing several in a row was draining and stupefying. Thankfully, he only had three more of the dreaded reports to write. The door slid open causing he to look up he looked back down though as soon as he saw it was only Coulson. However, he froze when he saw a flash of black out of the corner of his eye. He looked up slowly only found that Coulson was aiming his weapon at him.
"Coulson? What are you doing?" He asked as he slowly dropped the pen from his hand and raised his hands in unison in the air. Why was Phil pointing his gun at him? The only thing he could think of didn't bode well for him.
"Who the hell are you?" Coulson practically snarled at him. On some level he knew after Ward's betrayal, they were hypersensitive to anything of the like. If they had somehow figured out his secret, it likely wouldn't go well, but if he could somehow keep it from them for just a little longer he would. He liked the life that he had developed with S.H.I.E.L.D he didn't want to have to find a new one.
"It's me, Luke," he said urgently, fearing that Coulson would shoot, not because he feared the bullet but he knew that if Coulson shot him it would all be over.
"You know I thought I knew who you were, but I don't think I knew you at all," Phil said with fire and betrayal raging in his normally calm eyes
"What are you talking about?!" he shouted hoping that Coulson would give him something that he could use his silvertongue to challenge and hopefully end this.
"Your blood," he paled. He was very careful with his blood, he always played off and hid every single injury he got. He also didn't let anyone else patch him up. First of all, he knew that he healed quicker than normal and second his blood wasn't the same as Midgardian blood and any close examination would prove it. The times there were blood tests he would magically change it out with normal human blood that he already procured. It was just about the only magic he did nowadays and if he used a lot of it he could possibly be tracked by it. Blood? What blood could Coulson have access to? What blood had he overlooked? He didn't have to wonder much longer as a piece of cloth from when he had fought with Deathlok a few days ago got put on the table. Deathlok was the one of the few things or people that had actually made him bleed. He had left that in his room but had apparently forgotten to destroy it like he normally did. He had gotten sloppy and it could cost him everything.
"You think that we didn't notice that you never let anyone look at your injuries? We did, but we allowed you space because everyone has their thing, but now with Hydra that space is gone!" Coulson shouted at him. He seemed very angry, then again Ward's betrayal was fresh on his mind. Could Coulson possible be thinking that he and Loki were the same? He didn't speak though as he had no idea what Coulson had found with his blood, and he would let Coulson tell him before he spoke in case Coulson had missed something.
"You're not human!" Coulson yelled...so he realized that and that could mean that this was the beginning of the end. For a moment, Loki briefly considered denying it but decided it would only make things worse in the long run so he stayed silent.
"What are you? Who are you? Is anything you told us real? Is your real name even Luke!"
"I could communicate much easier if you put the gun down," Loki said as calmly as he could.
"Would this even hurt you?" Phil demanded not moving the gun in the slightest, "Is that why you would never let anyone look at even your bullet wounds that you claim just grazed you?
"Coulson…" Loki started but didn't know what to say it was a very difficult conversation for him to have, as the reasons why involved things he would much rather avoid thinking about.
"Tell me!" Coulson demanded. Loki tried to figure out how and what to tell him, he sighed but Loki knew he had to do as he was asked.
"I'm not human," he affirmed. "I wasn't born on Earth," at first it had been very difficult to call it Earth aloud, but now it was nearly automatic. Phil glared at him but he started lowering his gun slowly, Loki continued "I had family issues then I left my realm."
"Where are you from?" Loki hesitated because he still didn't know how to answer that question. He was born on Jotunheim but he was raised on Asgard, but what did that make him? Even after a year on earth, he still didn't know. The gun was rising again but Loki rather be shot at than answer that question it would certainly hurt less.
"One of the nine realms," he answered evasively.
"Realms? The nine realms? Thor referenced that too, is there a reason for that? Are you from Asgard too?" Loki paused looking at the man before slowly answering the question.
"Perhaps….Thor was my brother.." Loki said and then trailed off. He knew that Coulson had interactions with Thor in the past when Thor had been sent here after igniting the war in Jotunheim. He had stayed on earth for nearly a year before finding his inner strength and going back. However, by then Loki had been on earth as well but he hadn't sought Thor out. He hadn't spoken with Thor since their battle when Thor hadn't listened to him and he had no idea if Thor knew about Loki's heritage. The gun lowered again and there was a slightly confused look on his face.
"Thor's your brother...wait...what do you mean was?" Loki blinked as he hadn't realized that he had used 'was' rather than 'is', but then Loki went right back to the surprised and slightly awed way that Coulson had said his brother's name. It was this exact reason he had never said anything about Thor. Anyone who met Thor whether they met Loki first or second always compared him to The Thunderer. He wanted to get away from that and that was part of the reason he had been hiding who he was in the first place.
"He's still alive," he said moving back to the second part but didn't go on.
"Then why-?"
"Thor and I are no longer communicating with each other," he answered hesitantly.
"But that doesn't make him not you brother-"
"Coulson," he said irritated but apparently Coulson was not deterred, he did, however, change the subject.
"Why would you hide this?"
"Because S.H.I.E.L.D loves aliens so much," Loki said dryly, which wasn't the complete truth but a good part of it. Coulson slowly put down his gun.
"Look just because some aliens are bad doesn't mean that we think that all aliens are bad."
"Just Helblindi," he said and Coulson's eyes hardened slightly, hardly anyone mentioned the name of the guy that had stabbed Coulson through the heart killing him until Fury had brought him back. However, he managed to smile slightly at him.
"You're not Helblindi," Loki laughed bitterly, if only he knew only that there was another reason he had hidden this. His brother, his biological one anyways, had come to earth not long ago. He had managed to gather from other sources that Helblindi had tried to take Byleistr's crown. It hadn't worked in his favor. Helblindi had fled in order to not be killed as that's how Jotun's dealt with unsuccessful overthrowers. Helblindi had unexpectantly come to earth not long after that and destroyed a good part of several cities and would have destroyed more if The Avengers hadn't stopped his mad rampage.
Loki should have helped. It was something he always thought of when he thought of Helblindi, he should have done something, but he hadn't wanted to talk to Thor, his adoptive brother, who was fighting him and he certainly hadn't wanted to talk to Helblindi his biological one. As a result, even though he could have helped, could have saved people, he hadn't. It was part of the reason after he had come into contact with S.H.I.E.L.D that he had agreed to help them.
Loki and Helblindi also had a lot in common. They had both been the younger brothers, growing up in the shade of their elder brothers greatness. Helblindi had decided to try to overthrow his brother and Loki...well he had nearly done something similar. He had been king for a short time while the all-father was asleep, during that time he had just found out about his heritage. The raven-haired had been angry, frustrated, scared and confused. He had this plan to kill all of Jotunheim with The Casket of Ancient Winters and The Bifrost. It was a brilliant plan that undoubtedly would have worked, but hours before he had was set to do it he hadn't been able to go through with it. For a while, he hadn't known why as he knew that Jotuns were monsters and it was best for all monsters to die, but something had stopped him...stopped him from killing an entire planet of people. He had decided not long after that if Odin was intent on giving Thor the crown that he want to stay and had left Asgard for earth. A few different choices and he could have been just like Helblindi, he nearly had been.
"Technically, Helblindi is my brother as well," he softly admitted as he twisted the emerald ring off his right pointer finger and felt his magic that he normally stored away so that he wouldn't be tempted to use it flood through him. If Coulson attacked him because of his family or his lies or omission he would be prepared.
"Your brother?" there was a hardness to his voice but he didn't shoot him.
"How can he be your brother if he…" he trailed off obviously knowing the answer to his unfinished question of 'How can he be your brother if he's a frost giant and you're not'? was that the answer was that he had to be a frost giant as well.
"But Thor?" he asked warily but still with a hint of curiosity.
"I've never met Helblindi," he started slowly, "I was born on Jotunheim and the All-father, Asgard's king, brought me to Asgard and raised me as his son. They never told me what I was and I didn't know until Thor pulled me into Asgard and one of them touched me." Loki stopped for a moment as it still was difficult to talk about, even though this had all happened nearly 3 years ago. "Then I knew what I was," he said trailing off his mind drifted back to Jotunheim and his feeling of panic, anger and disbelief when that frost giant had shattered his vambrace but had only turned his arm blue.
"Who," Loki blinked looking up as he noticed that Skye had come unto the room sometime during his awful trip down memory lane.
"Skye, what are you doing here?" he asked warily, worried that she was part of this interrogation as well.
"Who not a what," she just affirmed and sat down next to him and across from Coulson.
"How much have you heard?" Loki asked his mind backtracking the conversation.
"Enough," she said with a small smile. Loki was thrown by her presence and her seemingly very casual acceptance of what he had just told Coulson. He waited for to say something further to explain why she was there but she said nothing.
"And then what happened?"
""I came to a crossroads. I was becoming this dark thing that I hated and I had to choose. I had to either become this dark thing that I had no hope of escaping or starting anew. I chose to start anew."
"So you chose a new path." Skye asked and Loki nodded, "On Earth?" she went on sounding a little confused.
Loki shrugged, "I was curious about the place that Thor ended up."
"And you decided to stay?" Loki nodded again. The three of them lapsed into silence and Loki found himself looking at Coulson to try to figure out what he was thinking but even though Coulson was looking at him, he couldn't figure it out. This man had quite the poker face.
"Why did you decide to stay?"
"Your race is more flexible than either Asgard or Jotunheim….and" he admitted, "you're also more out of the loop. The other realms would know who I am and would tell my parents where I've gone and would work on getting me back there."
"Wait, you ran away from home?" Skye asked incredulously with a teasing smile on her face. He glared at her for making him sound like a child.
"I did not 'run away from home'" he practically hissed, "My kingdom was giving the reins to a someone who didn't how to use it and I didn't want to watch my kingdom fall into pieces at my stubborn arrogant brother's feet."
"How old are you?" Loki was taken aback by the question.
"I'm about a quarter of a century past a thousand years old," he said stiffly. Her eyes widened in surprise and she also looked impressed.
"So over a thousand, that's quite a lot of years. So that's like what in earth years?" He looked at her closely wondering why she would ask that. He had figured out soon after he had settled on Earth how old he would be comparatively to Midgardians.
"21," he lied knowing that if he told them his real converted age then they might have a problem with it.
"Wow," Skye said. He noticed that during part in the integration Skye had become the main integrator. He preferred her to Coulson though so he didn't say anything. Of course, the moment that he thought that Coulson asked another question.
"Any intergalactic crimes we should know about?" Loki sighed. Yes, there was technically one crime. He had admitted to it before he had left Asgard though so it wasn't exactly a secret, but it was another reason that he was hiding from Asgard.
"I may have let a small group of Jotun into the palace to interrupt Thor's coronation."
"Why did you do that?" Skye asked but she didn't look angry more like it was simply an interesting story. He looked at Coulson, he knew that the man had met Thor in person and many people who did would not believe anything negative about him...even if was the truth.
"Like I said before, Thor would have made a terrible king. I simply wanted to show the all-father that,"
"Couldn't you just have said, Hey...Dad...Thor would make a sucky ruler?" Skye asked with a casual shrug of her shoulders not understanding the formal nature of The Aesir way. The king had all power. He could make unilateral decisions without discussing it with anyone. The council could make suggestions, but in the end, it was the King's duty to decide all things, unless in some cases if they could establish a serious conflict of interest and if they had a serious malady. Even so that wasn't the only issue when it came to Thor.
"You don't think I tried? Honestly, it's like anyoneIi've ever met in my life has blinders on when it comes to the blond fool."
"I don't know, he seems pretty earnest and heroic from what I've seen," she said with a bit of wistfulness in her voice that made him roll his eyes.
"No one would dare claim that he isn't. But what is necessary to be a hero and what is necessary to be a ruler are often two very different things. His arrogance and pride put him in his own way."
"And now you care so much for your kingdom but you left it,"
"Is that a question?" he snapped irritably but answered anyways "Yes, I cared but I and I didn't want to see Thor destroy our home... but also, I was tired" Loki slowly admitted to himself. He took a deep breath and kept going "Tired of Asgard. It never changes, Things ten years ago were the same as they were a hundred years ago." Not even the lies had changed. The lie that he was Asgardian. They had never told him and they would have never told him if he hadn't figured it out for himself. They obviously didn't trust him and since then he hadn't been able to trust them either. If he was perfectly honest, which he often wasn', it was the main reason he was on Midgard and that he wasn't going back. However, it was a reason that he was going to keep to himself.
"Anything else?" Skye asked.
"I'm a warrior, and a Prince of my kingdom, but I was also a trickster. I played many tricks which were sometimes not strictly in accordance of the rules but nothing that would have gotten me into serious trouble," he admitted. Skye looked surprised at the news but Loki had been downplaying his trickster side. He had been very...well bland and merely obeyed orders. It wasn't that he no longer had a desire for mischief, so much as any mischief would likely require something that would call unwanted attention to himself and S.H.I.E.L.D didn't exactly have a lot of tolerance for mischief.
"Anything else you want to tell us?" she asked after a brief wordless conversation with Coulson. Want to? No, not really, but there were somethings that perhaps he should tell them. But was there any point? Yes, there were more things that he was hiding but it wasn't as if he could show them, anything out of the ordinary might put him back on their radar. If they were even looking for him. He thought bitterly.
"Yes. I'm hiding, so nobody can know about me and I can't show you the full extent of my abilities because they would be able to find me." Loki carefully responded after a long pause. If anyone outside the team were to find out Fury or even Hill, he would have to leave because if Asgard asked they'd likely tell. Diplomacy and all that, they had struggled to stop one Jotun even before the Chitauri came to his aid. If the whole of Asgard or Jotunheim descended even though they were much more advanced now than they had been during the first attack without outside help it wouldn't likely go well for them. Besides, he didn't really want to be dissected either.
"What would that be if you could show us?" Skye asked scooting closer to him looking fascinated.
"If I tell you, you'll just want to see them in action," he told her with a small knowing smile. He could picture the surprised on her face if he were to suddenly put an illusion on the chair on the other side of Skye but at the same time he also picture Coulson shooting him. Either way, it was too much magic that could be tracked... assuming anyone was even looking for him.
"Is there anything you can tell us?" Loki considered that question.
"It's not safe," he finally settled on. Skye looked at Coulson for a long moment and they seemed to silently discussing something. After a few minutes though Coulson pushed back his chair and stood up. His face revealing nothing.
"Are you going to hurt my team?"
"No," he said. He would never hurt anyone on this team except for Ward, but he wasn't really on this team anymore. Coulson nodded after a moment of looking at him.
"Alright, this isn't over, but for now you can stay. Just don't go anywhere," Loki decided to keep the snarky comment on the tip of his tongue from coming out about how they were on a jet and unless he was going to skydive or use magic, there wasn't much of anywhere he could go. Instead, he just nodded his acknowledgmet as watched Coulson leave the room. The moment he was gone he turned to Skye.
"Did Coulson ask you to take the lead?" he asked as he realized how much more loosely he had talked with Skye leading the interrogation than he would have if Coulson had been leading it. If Coulson was leading the interrogation he probably would have picked his words even more carefully. Skye ducked her head and avoided his eyes so he knew that he was correct. She pursed her lips together for a moment then looked back at him as she got up from her chair as well. She made her way to the door before pausing and she turned around.
""So you're an alien, born on a planet that I had never heard about before S.H.I.E.L.D?" He nodded.
"Cool," she said with a smile and then opened the door and walked away.
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