A/N: So I'm realizing that this is turning more and more into a story and less and less into a one-shot story but oh well, I like where it's heading and I think most of my readers for this do too. This is kind of just filler but it marks the beginning of a bigger plotline that hopefully will answer many of your questions. Sorry for the wait between chapters and as always, please review!

"Who did this?"

"Stark, it's nothing."

"Who did this?"

A sigh escaped the prisoner's lips.

"Stark -"

"Tony."

"Tony -"

"I asked you a question, is it really so hard to answer?"

A moment of silence passed before Loki whispered, "Barton."

"Who?"

"Barton," Loki practically shouted as his head fell back against the wall.

Tony's fists clenched as his entire body shook with rage. Without another word, he stormed out of the room, ignoring Loki's cry of protest at his leaving.

Tony shoved past SHIELD operatives as he made his way to the elevator. This was going to end now.

Just as the elevator doors were about to close, a hand roughly shoved them back open and a figure stepped in to stand beside him.

"Tony, think about what you're doing -"

"Did you see Loki? Did you see what he did to him?"

"Tony, his powers will heal him -"

"DAMMIT PHIL, LOOK AT HIM! NOTHING CAN RESTORE THAT!"

As the elevator doors dinged open, Tony left Phil standing alone in the elevator as the inventor made his way to the roof of Stark Tower. Banging open the door to the roof, Tony's eyes locked on the archer, aimlessly firing arrows into the sky.

"Hey Tony, what's-hey!"

Clint shouted as Tony grabbed him and roughly shoved him against the wall.

"WHY! Why did you do it? You almost killed him!"

"What are you talking about, Stark?"

"Loki!" Tony cried as his fists clenched in Clint's shirt. "You nearly killed him! You didn't have to torture him that much did you? How do you justify that?"

Clint's expression darkened as his voice lowered a few octaves.

"Do you know what it feels like to have someone invade your mind? The most sacred part of you? To see all of your fears, desires, flaws, and strengths and manipulate you by using them against you? I felt like a goddamn science experiment, Tony. He picked me apart - how was I supposed to just let that go?"

"You didn't have to torture him so severely."

"Yes I did!" Clint shouted, pushing Tony away from him and glaring daggers through Tony. "He compromised me, Tony. He compromised Natasha. I subconsciously told him everything not just about me, but about her as well. He saw, Tony. He saw everything Tash and I have done together. Everything. And he laughed. He laughed at every memory, every goddamn painful or happy memory -"

"So you decide to use him for your own personal target practice? I ignored it when you shot arrows at him, I even told myself it wasn't that bad, but knife throwing? Are you serious, Clint? That's no more barbaric than Loki invading your thoughts and memories!"

"Shut up! I know what I'm doing!"

"Do you?" Tony hissed threateningly as he stepped closer to the archer. "I know you have a heart Clint. Does it really condone this kind of behavior?"

"I have to do barbaric things all the time, Stark, it's part of my job -"

"You don't have to lash out against Loki. He's already imprisoned for life, and he's slowly making amends for his crimes. He's changing, Clint."

"Does life imprisonment make up for his failed attempt to kill a SHIELD agent? I thought Phil was your friend! How can you be so lenient towards the man who tried to kill him?"

"I don't believe Loki was fully in control of his actions. He was blinded by the tesseract."

"He should have known the consequences -"

"The way Bruce should know the consequences of turning into the Hulk? Or the way Natasha should know the consequences every time she kills someone for fun?"

"Tony, that's -"

"A reality check, Barton. What you've done to Loki is inhumane and borderline criminal, and you should feel horrible for what you've done."

Tony turned away from the archer, not being able to stand looking at him anymore, and began making his way back to the door until Clint called out, "Be careful you're not just seeing what you want to see Tony. Loki still killed a lot of innocent people and for that he must be punished."

"Being tortured doesn't equal a fair punishment," Tony muttered bitterly, not turning around.

Tony walked briskly down the hallway, flipping his cell phone open as he got a call.

"Phil told me what happened to Loki. What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to show to everyone he's changed, Pep," Tony replied as he made his way to the hanger for his various sports cars.

"And how are you going to do that? Do you need me there?"

"No, stay with Phil and make sure he keeps things calm. Fury can't know what I'm up to. If you can, make sure Agent is on my side. Tell him to relay to Fury that I've gone out for some Shwarma or something."

"He usually is, Tony. But where are you going?"

"To see a god," Tony replied before hanging up. "Jarvis."

"Yes, sir?"

"Punch in the coordinates to Thor's apartment," Tony answered as he hopped into one of his Lamborghini's. "We're busting Loki out."