Hello world! Its Tastic and I am here to bring you chapter two. Just so you know, I don't know much about what really happened. I haven't read the comics due to lack of actually having them, else I would be accurate. Credit goes to - I only get 13%. ;) Enjoy!

A/N 2: Edited version. Woot Woot. I am having fun going back over these. Wow I even changed my name from Fandomtastic to Halogien!

Thanos had attacked. Of course the man… alien...thing… attacked New York with its army of weirdos. Leaving nothing to be desired, except maybe a relaxing vacation in his Malibu home, which was just recently rebuilt after finding he needed a place to get away.

Out of all the days, the man decided to attack on a Sunday. Tony's only day off. Only day he can laze about. Even inventing wasn't a priority unless he was knee deep in a project. Which is usually, but not today. So when he got up at seven this morning to hang out in the kitchen with the rest of the folks as they trickled in for breakfast, the alarm decided to sound. Normal. Not normal when he didn't even get to have a coffee. Normal. He repair the suit from the last idiot trying to take New York. Not normal when the place sounds the Code Alpha.

What's code Alpha? An alarm made to sound when anything of significant size or number gets within range of one of his nifty Stark Satellite. The satellite that he just checked and was announced offline and the review of others reveal they are being destroyed.

Tony immediately tells Steve to send the others and all the other superhero groupies to prepare for all mighty battle, as Thor would put it. He remains back to help coordinate as the pair of eyes from way up high. He notices other areas being targeted and sends X-Men here and Fantastic Four there and the other groups here and there and their mother's house for good measure. He then gets Fury updated with as little cuss words possible because Fury says enough for both and jumps into the fray himself when his team is losing ground. May or may not have save Barton by flying him to a new locations when Chintaru annihilated his perch. Afterwards he is running through ammo like water in a dessert even though he carries twice as much as he did the first time an invasion was planned.

"Metal head! We have a new wave heading down Maiden into Broadway! Loki seems to be leading them!" Iron Man was already fighting at half full energy at this point.

His body bruised and currently sailing into a bus. He hears calls to others as a new wave of enemies arrived. Thor is somewhere throwing out lightning like candy from pinata. Natasha seems to be holding a small patch of civilians with Clint covering. To the north, Steve is dishing out his shield. Hulk is jumping the map. Iron man? He is trying to stay upright for more than a second as he gets the brunt of the damage of being the very front of the frontline. So much for a lazy Sunday.

"Hawkeye. I'ma be honest. I don't think I can do much. I'm up to my tonsils with these E.T. rejects!" He gasped as he was hoisted into the air by his leg and flung into another vehicle.

Looks like Pepper won't be happy, I am going to have to take a day or so off after this. That of course was the thought before he blew up a car near a group and was sailing through the air from the unexpected backlash once again. Maybe a week if this keeps up.

"Shit, Tony Thanos is coming your way! I have Ragnarök heading your way."

This was the time where he was super glad Thor had made peace with his clone when things went down the shit hole with the stupid registration. The registration itself became so ridiculous even Fury went against it. Senators thought they could force beings stronger than themselves to bend against their will. Fortunately, this allowed all superhumans to come together to defend Earth as Thanos came down this beautiful morning. Not that it helped as Tony fired what he could to keep himself alive as he was crowded around by yet another wave. Ragnarök arrived at that moment and began to battle, giving Tony the much needed breather and time to plan. Then Thanos arrived and immediately beginning to destroy all the work done by the Asgardian copy.

Iron Man helped where he could. Firing and blowing things up around him in an attempt to knock him off his feet. It became apparent quickly that it was of no use when Ragnarök was thrown to the side. Tony fell to his knees in exhaustion. The clone was obviously eliminated. It had three or more hours of nonstop fighting by that point. Clint was yelling assurances of back up in his ear. He knew better. He felt it crept up into his logic and cement itself. He wasn't going to make it out this time.

"Jarvis, buddy, as soon as I am declared dead, initiate Alpha-Osborn-Helen-Zero-Five-Will." He whispered to his trustful AI before standing up.

His armor locked in all the right places to keep him upright. Jarvis was helping out. That made Tony slightly cautious of his next actions. He had a peace of mind knowing that his real will would be revealed as well as the order to destroy any files that may harm the world in the wrong hands. He knew most would not be ready for the world. Some things even he should not have released into the world yet. This left blueprints for environmental and defense to be revealed to certain people to put in place when the technology would catch up.

"Sir" Jarvis stated clearly as Thanos smugly walked his way. Not that the man had any other sort of walk other than looking like a menace making holes in the concrete that made him cringe of the increased cost of repair with every step.

Tony raised a gauntlet Thanos' way. He would not go down without a fight. Not when they were kidnapped at the start of his new life and certainly not now.

"Yes, J?"

"I will obey your wishes with everything you built me with..."

Tony smirked. It was Jarvis's way of saying he would be missed.

"So you finally got off your chariot and into the battlefield. Let me make sure you don't dirty your armor." He spoke out loud firing a warning shot that was snidely out stepped.

"Please, your blood would be a great decor to present to your family. Too bad you won't be there to see it."

Soon Tony was getting acquaintance with the street floor as Loki watched on. Tony, in a moment of confusion, watch as Loki's eyes became green before his face blanked and became blue. He suddenly realized with speed that would make heads spin.

Loki had been under control.

It clicked in that moment that Loki was innocent. Maybe not of attacking Asgard, but this invasion was out of his control.

"Tony, how are you doing? We are going to arrive in less than a minute!" Steve shouted in his ear as Thanos sent more cronies his way to be played with. "Traffic is acting up!"

"Steve, guys! Listen. Loki is innocent he is under the control of Thanos. His eyes! They are green but they are now blue. . . blue like Clint was. . . when he was being used! Loki is being used-" Overrunned he spoke as fast as he could to his teammates in hopes that they could understand while trying to keep himself in one bloody piece.

Held up by two goons, one on each side, he struggled to breathe with his cracked ribs and crushed armor. He began to search for ways of escape but found none as Thanos approached with a glowing fist and a death promise in his eyes.

"Guys, I am sorry. Save Loki and keep the tower clean." He stated as he closed his eyes and accepted fate.

"Wait, Tony!" Steve shouted.

"Stark!" Coulson stated.

The man rarely said a word in the coms other than status updates and orders from Fury. At least he broke his own protocol to say his name, Tony thought wryly.

He saw the team gunning it his way but he knew it was too late as Thanos fired his way. He closed his eyes and sighed. At least he could rest now. Nothing came. Slowly he opened his eyes to witness an image that would haunt him for many months. Loki had taken his place in the path of the blow. A hand that belonged to his former master had gone clean through him. It pulsed magic and static as it held glops of blood from pouring out.

"Loki!" He screamed as Thor yelled "Brother!"

The hand was retracing his path out of Loki's body and in that moment Tony realized that the force of the power of it had been enough to penetrated his armor and fractured the arch reactor slightly. Not enough to cause it to stop malfunction but enough to see it was no longer working at its best capacity in this situation. With the low energy he felt it deeply in his breast as he labored for breath. It was ignored in favor of grabbing Loki when his two detainees were bashed away by Thor who fell to his knees as Loki slumped in Iron Man's arms, who had step unsteadily forward. His back to the tired genius's chest. Thanos had been tackled by someone else.

"Loki, why?" Thor gasped as he tried and failed to stop the bleeding from the gaping hole.

Loki's eyes were as bright with tears and regret. Tony could do nothing but try not hyperventilate as he felt life fade from the body he cradled. Another death because of him. He stared in disbelief .

"My bro-ther. I am sorry. I never. . .wanted to. . . tell them I'm. . . sor-ry. Plea-" Loki managed.

Thor roared as the brother he once blamed passed on.

Tony felt himself begin to blackout but had enough time to witness as the trickster god's body burst into beautiful golden dust and Thor run off. He felt a warmth surround him as he gave into unconsciousness. He was so tired. He slump forward where Loki used to be, feeling a deep warmth in his stomach. A feel of a good like from hanging with Pep or Rhodey.