Chapter 6 : This Shall be Fun

Clint paced back and forth, not sure what do with himself. Thor and the captain had been sent out to look, blindly, for Natasha. Tony and Bruce were in the lab checking for traces of radiation, there was a chance that Loki had brought the Tesseract from Asgard, it is the only way, as we know for now, how to travel through the dimensions. Clint was supposed to be on the one of S.H.I.E.L.D's computers, trying to figure what region of area Loki was hiding out at., but he couldn't work right now. He slouched into a chair his face falling into his hands. Nothing had gotten as personal as this, not in his whole S.H.I.E.L.D career. No, there wasn't any romance between him and Tasha; they tried, for a while, after the attack by Loki, but they both realized it wouldn't… couldn't work.

At that moment Tony, followed by Banner, rushed by him.

"Umm…" Clint started.

"Oh! Clint there you are!" Tony said, retracing his steps back to Barton. "We know where Natasha is." Clint stood up, not letting Tony finish, quickly asking him where. "Well," Tony continued, "We don't know… exactly… where. But we do know it's under New York City." Clint sent him an evil glare. If looks could kill…

"Oh yes! Because New York is a tiny place, and I mean it has no sewer system at all!" Barton spat sarcastically. "But at least," he continued, his voice calmer, "we have a smaller space to search."

Natasha woke up in a freezing cold cell. Involuntarily she wrapped her sheet around her body, to no use. Tissue paper would have been warmer. Her muscles and bones ached from the stiff mattress and the painful cold, but even though the mattress was very uncomfortable she didn't want to get up. In about five minutes, well that's what she thought; she stretched and got up reluctantly. As her feet pressed into the stone ground cool pricks of pain scratched her feet. The temperature was somewhere below zero degrees Celsius, she grimaced a bit as she walked to the depressing bathroom. Once she was done with that she crawled back on to her mattress, immensely tired. Natasha was about to fall back into a cold, lifeless sleep went a huge explosion jarred her back to life. Wind was blowing through the tiny cracks in the door and wall, still strong enough to push into the wall. The blast was even more freezing then the initial room. It felt as if she would freeze to death right then and there, but luckily, in a matter of seconds Natasha began to warm up. It started in her chest, her heart. It was like the warmth was pumped through her veins and the warmer she got the more tired. Her last thought before falling asleep was the fact that she knew Loki was doing this and she couldn't stop him.

Loki walked into the Tesseract room his eyes sweeping very corner. He was dressed in his most formal outfit he had brought to earth. Selvig ran up to him and preformed a small bow before reporting.

"Sir, the portal will commence in ten minutes." Loki smirked and thought about how gloriously satisfying it will be to defeat the Avengers, and that Natasha Romanoff will be forced to help me do it.

"Fine," Loki stated, "it will have to do." On the outside Loki was as determined and egotistic as ever but on the inside he felt cracks of nervousness starting to open. He had failed last time…

"No!" he said to himself, a little too loud, "the Chitauri are not here, that will not happen!" If the scientists didn't have numb brains, they probably been very confused by Loki's yelling. He calmed himself, but paced back and forth as the minutes, the seconds slowly ticked by. At about seven minutes a guard came up to him cleared his voice. Loki spun around, superhumanly fast, grabbing his throat.

"Sir!" The guard gasped. Loki realised what he had done and loosened his grasp. "The prisoner has awoken." The God waved him off when he saw Erik Selvig starting to walk back up to him.

"We can open the portal now sir." Loki's lips curled up into a cruel smile.

"Then go, open, now." Loki positioned himself in front of the Tesseract, now floating in an impressive looking machine. Selvig flipped a large lever then him and the others ran out of the room. A huge blast of blue energy blasted up to the roof, bounced off, separating into five beams, and shot towards the sides of the room. The metallic walls deflected it them and all of the beams blasted at the Tesseract itself. The beams met at the device and instantly a small ball of energy appeared. It grew larger and larger until it showed the frozen landscape of Jotunheim.

"Come out!" Loki yelled above the swirling roar of the machine. At first he saw only black blurred shapes in the distance. Then as they closer they were so much bigger, and clearer. They were not unlike human, in shape and form, but were huge and their skin resembled an icy lake. They were Frost Giants.

It was up till that moment that Loki had forgotten about this little prisoner, Natasha. On one side, he thought, he could make her suffer with the cold that is consuming this building. Of course Loki didn't feel any of this cold. On the other if she dies she shall be no use, he decided to warm her, but also make her fall asleep so she won't be bothersome. Once he did his magic he turned back to the portal, just at the right time. A huge foot was stepping out, an enormous body following. When the giant was out his head barely touched the top of the massive room they were standing in. Loki started to smile when he saw the gigantic beast, and it grew when more came pouring out of the portal.

"This shall be fun."

Well this chapter took me forever. Sorry about that. I have some huge exams coming up and I've had to study a ton. Anyways thanks for reading!