"Your friends, I presume?" he questioned. "The one called Loki tried to kill me, only to kill his brother, instead."
She was relieved in knowing Loki was alive, but she still couldn't believe that Thor was dead… She fired off several shots at Thanos, all of which didn't seem to affect him.
"I told you already!" Without giving any warning, he grabbed her throat and threw her to the ground.
Natasha dropped her gun and landed on her back, only to flip back up and leap at him. She front flipped and used her special bracelets to release a wire, which snagged around Thanos's neck.
The enemy began to gag and he backed up into a wall, hoping to smash her.
Before she could be crushed, Natasha kicked out and pressed the soles of her boots against the wall.
Thanos grabbed hold of her forearms with his large hands, ready to snap them.
Tightly grasping the wire between her fingers, she pushed forward and forced the back of Thanos' head into the wall and slid out from between his legs the moment he released her. Again, she used one of her bracelets and fired at Thanos. Her Widow's Sting attack forced his body to convulse at the high voltage of the attack. She kept her distance, watching his still body as she attempted to catch her breath. She pulled her phone from her pocket. "Commander Fury, I have the enemy. Currently knocked out…"
"I'll be right over," he responded.
She fired another shot at him for safe measure before she slumped onto the floor and leaned against a table in Tony's lab. It was then that she noticed her body shaking. The noise from her team returning forced her to turn around.
"Jarvis, I need you to get Banner's medical supplies," Tony ordered.
"Loki!" His name was the first to escape Natasha's lips.
Loki stared at her, relieved to know she was alright. However, the loss of his Brother left him broken. He found himself going straight towards her and wrapped his arms around her.
Clint couldn't help but be first to notice Thanos knocked out on the ground nearby. "So he came here first?"
Tony went over to retrieve the Tesseract and locked it up in a safe.
"Fury's on his way over," she announced.
Clint noticed the visible red marks around her neck. "You're hurt."
"Wait-you took this guy down?" asked Tony.
"Apparently, the six of you couldn't do what I did…" Her eyes fell upon Thor's body that the Hulk laid out on a table. "What happened?"
"The battle was short lived," said Tony.
Loki only held her tighter. "I killed him," he whispered. He could feel her body tense and her heart beat faster.
Natasha saw Steve shake his head. "Let's go somewhere else," she told Loki quietly. She led him to the nearest couch and sat down with him.
"I never meant him any harm…"
"I know you didn't," she said as she put an arm around him. "But Dr. Banner will help him. He'll be okay—"
"He's dead!" he shouted, slapping her hand away.
"He could still be alive-…" She stopped upon seeing his eyes filled with rage.
"I killed him. My Brother is no longer," he growled through clenched teeth.
"An accident," she said.
He bowed his head and clenched his fists in his lap. She was beginning to sound like Odin.
Natasha pulled his head against her chest. "It's okay," she whispered.
A choked sob escaped his throat and he found himself weeping like a child. Funny how as a youth, he wished death upon Thor many a times. Now that he had his wish, he had never felt so lost, so broken. His hands held her tightly, holding her close to him as if she, too, would vanish if he let go.
Natasha peered over Loki's shoulder to see Bruce standing before him, hanging his head.
"Loki," he quietly began.
She shook her head and found herself crying not only over her fallen comrade, but for Loki's bitter suffering.