Have you ever seen a man so angry and enraged that he apparated to his enemy and proceeded to bash the ever living daylights out of the being that had infuriated him? The people in Avenger's Tower standing in the kitchen can honestly say they have as they watched Harry apparate in front of Loki and punched him so hard that Loki's head snapped back and bounced off of the wall he was near only to meet Harry's fist again…and again…and again. When Loki began to slide down the wall, Harry threw a sucker punch causing the god to double over and met Harry's knee forcing him back against the wall. It was then that someone pulled Harry way from the bleeding Loki.

"Harry, calm down!" Phil was shouting as he was trying to restrain his brother, while looking back to see Steve had arrived looking confused, "Rogers get over here and help me!"

Steve hurried over to help the still recovering Agent who was holding a furious Harry who was slipping out of his hold. Locking his arms over Harry's chest, Steve looked up to see Loki standing in their kitchen and his hold slipped, letting an explosive Harry out of their grasp and watched as Harry launched himself at Loki once more, trying his hardest to break Loki's face as he ignore the blood that splattered about the kitchen.

"Damnit Rogers," Phil yelled wiping his hands down his face. This was not how he was imagining his first week out of medical to go. Fury was going to have kittens.

Tony was smirking as he was content to let the 'puny god,' courtesy of his pal the Hulk, receive the second beating of his life as far Tony was concerned.

Thor was confused as an unknown man began attacking his brother. He went to restrain the man, but Son of Coul had stepped forward but now the man was causing bodily harm once more. Stalking forward, Thor pulled the man away from his bleeding brother, saying "You shall not harm him."

"The fuck I will! He deserves it!" Harry yelled as he started forward once more only to be blocked Thor.

"He is a prince of Asgaard and should be treated with respect of his title," Thor informed trying to loom of the mortal.

Bruce had heard noises and came to investigate only to walk right back out when he saw what was happening. They so did not need the Hulk right now. 'A nice calm of tea in my room will do wonders,' Bruce thought as he made his way to his room.

"Who the fuck cares?! I'm a Lord of three Noble and Ancient House and he attacked the consort of the same houses! Where's the respect there?" Harry spit out throwing a mild bombardia curse at Loki only to miss and destroy the cabinets behind Loki causing food to fly everywhere.

"He is my brother," Thor began again only for Harry to interrupt.

"So what?! Clint is my husband, Natasha is my twin, Phil and Tony are my brothers and Steve and Bruce are my friends! He had hurt them all in some way," Harry snarled tossing a cutting hex at Loki who was late in dodging and the hex skimming his stomach and side.

"He is a sorcerer," Thor tried.

"I'm classified as a mage! Any more blondie?" Harry bit out, breathing heavily as his nostrils flared.

"He is a God," Thor stated triumphantly.

"And I am the Master of Death!" Harry screamed before taking a calming breath. Straightening, Harry backed up as he noticed the silence. He saw the questioning look on Tony's and Steve's faces and knew he was going to have to explain a little more about himself and Clint.

"You are the fabled Master of Death?" Loki managed as he stood up and spit out the blood from his mouth, his body aching.

"I am and it has come at great cost. A burden more than a boon," Harry answered coldly moving to stand in front of his husband shielding him.

"I had always wonder which ancestor of the Peverells would unite the hallows. It is a pleasure to meet you," Loki said as he came to stand next to his brother Thor, his arm clutching his stomach.

Tony snorted, "Even with the thrashing you just received?"

Smirking a bit only grimace as his split lip pulled, Loki replied, "Even so Man of Iron."

"Thor, why have you brought Loki back to Earth?" Phil asked pulling his phone out, his boss really needed to know about Loki, but no way in hell was he going to mention Harry's tidbit though.

"The All Father has deemed it a worthy punishment to have him experience how the mortals live," Thor explained keeping his eye on Harry. While the man showed fighting skill which Thor could respect, he was still weary to let him be close to his brother.

"Fan-fucking-tastic," Harry muttered, "Well, my appetite has vanished and I don't want to be in the presence of rapist."

"My brother is not-"Thor began to defend only to have a silencio waved at him.

"Just shut-up. I'm going to our rooms, my hawk," Harry turned and pressed a light kiss to Clint's forehead.

"Me too. I'm not really in the mood to let bygone be bygones," Clint added linking his hands with his hubby as they strode from the kitchen but not before Harry whispered, ''Reparo" fixing the destruction he had caused.

"I need to brief Fury on this," Phil waved his phone and left, heading for his office in his room.

"Well," Tony clapped his hands, "You two really know how to make an entrance. And wow, you really know how to piss people off don't you reindeer games? I mean, I've seen Harry only yell at Fury and that is something else, but what he did to you? You really messed up. Good luck," Tony waved heading towards Brucie's room calling over his shoulder, "Oh and don't leave this area. Feel free to visit the next room where the TV is at but nowhere else until Harry and Agent gives the all clear."

"Good seeing you Thor," Steve called out as he swiftly left to go find Natasha. She was going to be one angry dame that she missed the schooling her twin dished out.

Loki looked through his non-swollen eye at his brother who was trying to speak but couldn't hear himself completely bewildered, "Well brother, next time we shall listen to me, aye?"

Thor just looked sullen as he finished eating his poptarts that he set down when the fighting broke out.

Clint was worried about his husband as they quickly but silently made their way to their room. As they entered their room, Clint watched as the man who has stood by him angrily shed his shirt only to ball it up and hurled it at the wall. Perching on their shared desk, Clint watched his love stalk across their room waiting for when he was ready to talk.

"FUCK!" Harry bellowed as his hands gripped his hair in frustration.

"Love, it'll work out," Clint comforted from where he was sitting.

Pinching his nose, Harry stood in the middle of the room, "I didn't mean to reveal our secrets, but just seeing the man, no the thing, that caused you pain and doubt standing in our home.."

Clint hopped off the desk and slipped over to his husband and circled his waist with his arms offering the warmth and comfort he knew it provided, "You're here now. And I'm pretty he is going to think twice about messing with anyone, especially me."

Letting out a deep sigh, Harry turned in his hawk's embrace and moved Clint's arms to his neck while his own wrapped around his waist. Touching his forehead to his love, Harry whispered, "I love you and I don't want you to feel unsafe in your home due to interfering old farts."

"I love you, and as long as you love me then everything will work out," Clint breathed as he touched his lips to Harry's.

"I'll always love you," Harry murmured deepening the kiss as his arms pulled his love closer to him.

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