A/N: I have updated my story quite a bit, so from chapters 1 to 6 there will be differences, best to go back and reread before reading chapter 7 which I hope to have up online soon.

Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel or any of the wonderful characters. Apart from my Pan, one moment she's a part of my imagination and next she off saving the world.


The corridors were void of people as Pan made her way to her destination. The only sounds to be heard were the hum of the powerful fan engines keeping them in the air and her own footsteps. Glad of the lack of human presence to witness the direction in which she was heading Pan pushed to the back of her mind the meeting that was about to occur. Why am I doing this? I should know to leave well enough alone by now these thoughts did nothing to stop the movement of her body as she continued on her path. It was true though she shouldn't meddle in this, it would only end badly as her luck always ran out at the most inopportune moments. But she was not going in unprepared, having retained her weapon from their trip to Germany, Pan felt quite ready to gain some answers.

Feeling the adrenaline start to run through her veins once more she focused on controlling her emotions, it would be bad to give away everything she was thinking. Pausing in her thoughts for a moment she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, just as the soft sound of footsteps came to her attention. Ducking into a corridor off to her left she flattened her back against the wall, I know those footsteps with this thought came a frown and she moved further into the corridor so as not to be seen. Thanking the powers that be for her sensitive hearing and quick reflexes Pan stayed extremely still as a very familiar red headed, cat suit wearing assassin walked past her. After holding her breath for longer than was most likely necessary, one couldn't be too careful with Black Widow, she finally relaxed once more entering the corridor and continuing on her way.

Of course she wouldn't be able to waltz straight up to the prison rooms' front door too many annoying questions lay in wait there. So Pan changed her course just slightly, deciding that the air duct she had used before would be much more effective in hiding her intentions. It didn't take too long for her to reach the entrance and swing up into the vent without meeting anyone else on the way. Surprisingly she felt calm when she arrived at the cage room. However as she checked to make sure the coast was clear her eyes instantly locked onto its' sole inhabitant. Sat facing just off to her left she could see his features clearly and once again she was able to admire him. It was hard to believe that in front of her sat Loki, shaking her head of the distraction she quietly pried the vent grating loose, opening it so she could slip through before replacing it. After dropping to the floor she felt an extremely strong sense of Déjà vu, slowly rising to her feet she turned to face the man she was so curious to talk to.

He had instantly noticed her presence and was now staring at her intently. His posture was perfect; back straight, hands on his knees and smirk firmly in place. As Pan came to stand opposite him at the door to his cage she began to feel awkward, Perhaps this wasn't such a great idea… of course it wasn't! Her mind battled silently with itself as he continued to just stare at her, taking in her appearance. So she stood perfectly still, showing him nothing and holding her ground in this war of wills.

He stood smoothly causing her to break their connection as she shifted back, this did not go unnoticed of course gaining her a subtle but rich chuckle.

"Couldn't stay away? And returning once again without the permission of you master, tut tut." His words were smooth and soft, the reprimand said in such a way to make her shiver slightly. He moved forward with calculated steps his hands resting neatly behind his back. "Still no words? If not for our early interactions I would believe you a mute, such a shame it was cut short… Pandora." As he spoke her name he reached the door to the cell ever so close to her but for the reinforced glass between them.

"I told you before I don't have a master." Pan internally kicked herself, was that all she could come up with? Well when faced with this man apparently so, just the way he spoke her name was enough to leave her speechless and she wanted to know why? How he was able to do that?

"Oh really? That's not what agent Barton implied. The lonely mercenary without a home," He drawled his eyes piercing though her, staring straight into her soul. "Fury's pet that always comes running when he calls, you're more caged than I am." Pan could only stare back as his words washed over her, they were true of course and she knew they were. Her face stayed neutral though as she continued to take his gaze.

"That depends on how you look at it because I'm out here and you're in there." Her response was stating the obvious, she quickly cocked her head to one side observing once more, his stance was relaxed He still wants to be here, he's in complete control. Taking a daring step forward she carried on "How is it you plan to escape with all of these 'heroes' and SHIELD agents on this ship no less?"

A familiar smirk flashed across his face again as he replied vaguely "Why don't you stay and keep me company whilst I wait?" Pan frowned at this remark, it made her feel even more uneasy, similar to the feeling in the air as a storm is about to unleash its power onto the earth.

"I am curious as to your purpose in Fury's little group. Are you merely here as his dog for him to show off as he pleases?" Loki's questions were starting to get to her but Pan could tell he was genuinely curious, I wonder how much he knows.

"I'm here to keep my eye on people like you." with this reply her right hand moved to rest upon the hilt of her blade.

This action brought yet another chuckle from the god "I'm sure you are, but I wonder if you ever do anything more than watch men like me?" Pan's eyes widened slightly at the implications of his words. She didn't have too long to think on them however as she felt a tremor run through the deck beneath her feet, something was wrong.

Moving her attention away from Loki for a moment she moved her hand to her ear piece "Fury what's going on up there?... Fury?" for a few seconds no reply came through until. "Turbine three is out some kind of explosion, they're here for Loki. Get to the detention area and stop anyone who tries to get through." He seemed out of breath but his tone betrayed his annoyance at the situation.

Looking over once more at Loki she answered quickly "Understood sir I'm already here, if he tries anything I'll cut him in half." Ending the transmission she turned back toward the prisoner drawing her sword, they would arrive soon and she wanted to be ready. "How about I wait with you and keep you company." This once again brought a smile to Loki's lips he seemed quite pleased with her continued presence though he made no comment on her actions, he merely returned to his seat at the back of his cell.

xxxxx

It seemed like a lifetime that she waited pacing silently in-front of the cage keeping her eyes trained both on the captive God who sat patiently and the door through which the enemy could come through at any moment. She had no idea what was happening on the rest of the ship until a resounding roar reached her "Oh no… Banner." Glancing toward her prisoner she saw him smile with what could only be described as evil glee "So this is what you planned, wait for them to stick the Hulk in a flying box and then set him off, figures."

"What better way to eliminate Earths defences than to have your band of 'Heroes' do it for me." he spoke with pride and Pan could give no reply for she would have done the same had she been in his position. Returning to her pacing Pan silently prayed that the Hulk wouldn't reach them but that was the least of her worries as minutes later the deck beneath her feet began to shift slightly, one of the other turbines was gone, this deep into the ship anyone else wouldn't have noticed but she could feel it. She suddenly felt slightly useless standing there doing nothing to help, but she soon shook this thought off someone needs to stop them getting to him.

The next set of events happened so fast Pan would have to replay them in her mind to make sense of it. One moment Loki was in his cell and the next he appeared to be right in front of her she moved quickly to defend herself, too late did she notice the soldier come through the door behind her. She was unable to turn fast enough as the bullets cut through her back, the pain flaring from the entry wounds as Pan stared up into Loki's eyes they held a slight sheen of regret as his hand caressed her cheek.

"Such a waste" this image then disappeared and Pan was left looking through the glass into the true Loki's gaze bright green, burning with fire ready for his escape. The moment didn't last as she soon found herself face down on the grating of the floor unable to move, the wounds on her back bleeding gently through her shirt.

Still conscious she heard the soldier approach her and could do nothing as he rolled her over and out of the way, Damn he must have hit my spine somewhere. She could only lie on the floor incapacitated and helpless, watching as the intruder opened the cage door letting Loki free into the world.

"NO!" A cry came from the doorway as Thor ran past her straight for his brother, to her complete surprise Loki seemed to disappear for a moment letting Thor pass through him into the cage. Another illusion! Her mind shouted as the door to Hulk's cell shut behind the God of Thunder.

"Are you ever not going to fall for that?" Loki seemed truly bemused at his brother's rash actions as he stood regally where she had been only moments before. Pan was less surprised when Thor raised his hammer toward the glass cracking it with his blow, the mechanisms holding the cage in place dropping slightly as a warning. Her mind screamed at him to stop as she furiously tried to move her body, she could feel her back muscles slowly begin to push the bullets from her flesh not fast enough. Thor only then seemed to notice her lying unmoving on her back a sad expression flitting across his face to swiftly be replaced with anger.

"Ohhh," Loki raised his hands stepping away from his trapped brother and toward the controls that would allow him to drop the hero turned prisoner out of the helicarrier to the ground below, "The humans think us immortal, should we test that?" His question dripped with joy as he prepared to 'kill' the other God.

A sound of pain and the soldier dropping to the ground was a sudden interruption as the man's body joined her on the floor, "Move away please" Coulson! Pan cried out in her mind as she watched the agent step forward carrying what could only be described as a really BIG gun. She wanted to yell at him, warn him, anything! He wasn't a match for the magic wielding maniac he now faced. He glanced in her direction taking in her prone form behind Loki then returning his gaze back to the enemy at hand, he knew she would be fine. Determined to help her friend Pan tried harder to move, her fingers were the only thing that obeyed her commands, Damn it!

"You like this? We started working on the prototype after you sent the destroyer," From what Pan could tell from his stance Loki seemed truly worried but she knew that he was acting "Even I don't know what it does. You want to find out?" Coulson turned on the weapon he held readying it to fire.

His shout of pain and the sound of metal cutting through human flesh echoed through the room as her mind screamed out, the Loki in front of her quickly disappearing. "NOO!" Thor's shout was filled with anguish this time as he pressed his hand to the glass desperate to stop what was unfolded before their eyes. Pan could merely watch as Loki stabbed her closest friend in the back the blood spreading across the front of his shirt as he fell to the ground against the wall.

No, no, no, no! the resounding thought going through her mind as she struggled even harder to regain movement, anger fuelling her body. Her friend lay panting on the floor his life draining away, whilst the bullets finally left her body falling through the grating to the level below and still she could only watch as Loki smugly wondered back over to the controls meeting Thor's glare head on. Opening the hatch beneath them the wind whistled through the room. Loki looked back over to his brother with his hand hovering over the button that would send him hurtling downwards. Pan felt it the moment her body was back under control but it was a few moments to late as Loki pressed the console and the cage dropped suddenly out of the bottom of the Helicarrier. He turned away from the console with an air of finality his job here was done, "You're going to lose." Loki turned back toward the fallen agent as Coulson called out to him.

In that moment Pan leapt up grabbing her sword and swinging it sharply a Loki's head, anger made her movements faster so she was able to catch him by surprise. He managed to deflect her attack with his sceptre, but she came at him again fluidly moving in to slice his abdomen. Even surprised however Loki parried her blow and returned with one of his own forcing Pan to step back.

"What are you?" He asked confusion gracing his angular features, as he tried to understand how she had survived the original attack.

"I'm the next stage in human evolution." Was Pan's reply as she looked at him in the manner a lioness would her prey. She could feel her blood pumping through her veins as the excitement for the fight made her heart beat faster.

"Well no matter what you are, you will be mine." As he uttered these words she stepped forward only to be caught as his sceptre touched her chest just over her heart. It was an odd feeling that ran through her body. A cold feeling slowly encroaching into her mind and she could feel him there whispering to let go, to kneel to his will. No! Her mind shouted out as she fought him and his power. Unsure how she managed to regain control, Pan would later look back and speculate that something to do with her mutation. At that moment though all she knew was that she had won as she stumbled to one knee watching yet another look of surprise flit across the God's face.

The sound of energy building up caused Loki to turn from her as a ball of heat and flame shot toward him. Pan covered her face with her left are as he was propelled backwards through the metal wall behind them and out of her way. "So that's what it does." Coulson's words had Pan up in seconds and at her fallen friends' side.

"Heh, nice timing not sure I wanted to get stabbed or shot again." She thanked him whilst inspecting his wounds, hissing at their severity she knew that there was one option if she wanted to save his life.

"How did you…" Coulson half asked whilst struggling to breath, before she shushed him, stop him controlling you? Pan finished off in her head I don't know. Out loud she said "Don't talk you need to save your strength." He merely smiled weakly at that and she knew what was going through his head he thought he was going to die. Not on my watch you won't! With a rapidly beating heart she reached into the pouch on the side of her belt fishing out a needle and syringe, trying to hide the worry she felt.

Uncapped the needle and pressing the plunger all the way in Pan hurriedly rolled up her sleeve and pressed the sharp tip into her skin. Feeling Coulson's eyes on her she glanced up and met his gaze and with a small smile she began to draw as much blood as she could whilst making sure her body didn't stop the process. With enough blood taken she withdrew the needle from her arm and moved closer to her friend. Struggling to roll his sleeve up past his elbow she awkwardly joked "It's a good thing you're the same blood type as me, otherwise this wouldn't have a hope of working." Looking one more time into her friend's eyes for reassurance she swiftly slid the needle into his arm and pushed the plunger steadily down until the syringe was empty.

Her job done she tore off some of her now ripped t-shirt to wrap around his arm, she glanced at the messy chest wound with a frown. Not much else I can do for that she thought just hoping that the healing process had started and did so quickly. Her friend turned patient was now unconscious and she felt another wave of worry wash through her. Gently touching his cheek she sent out a quick prayer for him before standing again. Picking up her discarded weapon, she pressed her other hand to her earpiece "I need an emergency medical team to the detainment room, Agent down." The words felt heavy as they left her mouth, knowing that the others would be horrified to hear them.

Suddenly Pan's vision went black and she stumbled forward away from the downed agent, her right hand flying out to catch herself against the wall. The image that flashed across in front of her eyes next shocked Pan to the core. For there was Loki striding across the top deck of the Helicarrier to a waiting jet, coat billowing out behind him and sceptre in hand. As soon as the image had torn through her mind it was gone leaving nothing but an uncomfortable feeling at the back of her thoughts. Straightening Pan shook herself to get rid of the feeling, knowing what she needed to do. Fury's previous words came to the forefront of her thoughts "What are you prepared to do?"

"Anything" this was spoken to the empty room and with new conviction Pan strode to the hole through which Loki had been thrown. She turned back to glance at her friend for a moment, a melancholy feeling creeping up her spine. But she hurriedly turned and stepped through the shredded metal, breaking out into a run. If I'm fast enough I can catch up with him, she thought determined to stop the so called God who had tried to kill her friend and had jettisoned his own brother out of the helicarrier. Or maybe you want to join him? a small voice whispered in the back of her mind, one that didn't sound like her own.