A/N: Time frame wise, this is set 8 years after Burning Curve, for reference. :)

So updates might be a little slow as I deal with some big personal stuff. If you're interested you can read about it at my Tumblr. megaranoelle . tumblr . com

I don't own The Avengers, Loki, Iron Man, or anything of the like. Just the thoughts inside my head. And taking some personal freedoms with mythology and lore.

"So, how does this work?" Tony looked at the two other fates. "Anything special we have to do?" He had one hand on Sander's back, helping keep his balance.

"Take a deep breath." Verdandi said. Tony and Sander both raised an eyebrow. "Your body is going to geel a little confusion when it's suddenly breathing again." Sander's mouth made a little 'o'.

"So, try not to have a panic attack when my body is freaking out, got it." Sander nodded a little. Tony winced a little and rubbed his head. Sander noticed how Urd and Verdandi watched him with interest.

"Come along now, we must move quickly." Verdandi offered her hand to Sander. "Your father will soon follow."

"Follow?" Sander frowned as Verdandi started to pull him forward ad Urd went over to Tony. "Shouldn't he be following me? He knows what needs to be done, how to take care of all of this." Sander waved his hand in the general area of his chest. He looked back over his shoulder and saw Tony had his hands pressed up towards his temples, eyes shut tightly. "What's happening?"

"The balance is restoring itself," Verdandi started to explain. "With the balance coming back, so does the need to have prophecies recorded. He is having an influx of prophecies that need to be recorded. This is also why we need to return you immediately, before the balance is snapped back into place with these prophecies."

"Wait." Tony rubbed at his head then opened his eyes. "Shit this hurts. Alright talk to JARVIS, he can help until I get back. Have him run some scans, he'll tell you and Alex what you need to do for the palladium." Tony hissed in a breath and squeezed his eyes shut again.

"Tony, the more you fight them, the more it will hurt," Urd told him.

"In a second, I'm not done." Tony took a slow breath and opened his eyes again. They seemed to look brighter, a glow starting to build up. "Talk to Eir, tell her to go and get Frigga. Tell her that Loki needs her. They'll figure it out, it just has to be fast. If they won't move fast enough, tell them it's because of something I saw, and it's important."

Tomas had his arms crossed over his chest as he watched Alex and Chris. A pair of hands started to rub his shoulders from behind but he didn't move.

"It's not going to get any easier," Kaia said softly behind him. She leaned her head on his shoulder, following his eyes over to their still brother.

"This shouldn't even be a thing that should be happening," Tomas countered. "I shouldn't be looking at my brother like this. He's my twin, he's like, half of me." Kaia wrapped her arms around him.

"We always lived so far away from each other, and I'm so much older than you." Tomas raised his eyebrow a little as she started talking. "I mean, Emma was my flower girl at my wedding. I guess technically, Nathan and I are six years older than we should be." Tomas turned his head a little to look at her. "There are so many stories that you don't know about. But my point is that I haven't exactly been the best sister to my siblings."

"You and Nathan have had more time to make your place, it's not like we can expect both of you to just always show up. You guys have a lot of important things to do, a lot of responsibilities," Tomas turned to the side, turning in her arms, to talk to her. "You're still here when family needs you, and you know we'll be there for you when you need it, and that's what matters."

"Remind me to tell you the story of how we were actually jealous of you two when you were young." Tomas raised an eyebrow. "You two were only five, we had just met you, and a lot was happening."

Tomas was about to ask her a question when the air in the room suddenly thickened. They both turned when they saw Alex and Chris jump back. There was a long wheezing breath and Sander's chest was heaving up. Tomas's eyes widened when he saw his brother's eyes open wide.

"Holy fuck," he breathed out. Kaia's arms suddenly fell away from him as she dropped them in shock, and he ran over to the bed. "Sander? What the hell!" He reached out and took Sander's hand as started taking gasping breaths. His eyes glanced down and saw a blue glow under his shirt.

"Hey, hey, focus on my voice." Tomas looked over and saw Chris trying to get Sanders' attention. He had almost forgotten the other men were there. "You're going into an anxiety attack right now, and we need you to calm down. its going to be hard, but you need to concentrate so you don't send your body into shock."

Sander squeezed Tomas's hand, pulling his attention back. "JARVIS, scan please." Tomas called out, seeing the minute nod from Sander.

"Mr Stark appears to be also suffering from trauma of a newly implanted arc reactor, and lingering palladium poisoning," the AI told them after a moment. A panel opened along the top of one of the desks. "I am unable to synthesize the element needed without Sir, but I can offer an injection to temporarily disperse the effects."

Chris moved to grab the vials and Tomas looked back at his brother and saw that he was getting ready to say something. "Get, Nana. Dad needs it."

There was a loud crack as Loki's body hit the truck of a tree. When the large tree starting to fall the clone started to disappear as the real Loki moved away from the advancing Adir to catch his breath. He pulled out a couple of vials from inside his jacket and gripped them in his good hand. He had managed to throw a glamour over his still healing hand, but knew that Adir would remember the damage. With the vials he was able to add Adir's power to it so it wouldn't harm him this time.

He knew that Adir was hurting, and he was pretty happy with that, but he knew he needed to more. Loki ducked down and moved when he felt Adir moving, lashing out with his power in Loki's direction.

"Feeling a little tired?" Loki took several steps back away from him. "I felt you coming way too early." Loki felt the build up of a spell coming from Adir and put a clone in his place before moving. He was behind Adir when the man used his magic to move over to his clone, a dagger in his hand and moving to stab Loki, the tip glowing with a spell.

Loki jumped forward before Adir could realize that it wasn't him and pushed his hand against Adir's back, the vials pressed against his spine. "Do you remember the last time you tried this?" Adir reached back and grabbed Loki's hand, squeezing and crushing the bones in his hand. Loki grit his jaw, determined not to make too much noise. "Are you willing to destroy your other hand? In a weak attempt to try and put me out?"

"I've tailored this spells specifically to you," Loki grit out. "I know how to use my skills, and that's what I've done before coming to face you. I'm going to show you how it works, now." Loki pushed, putting all of his weight into crushing the felt the liquid under his hand, felt the warmth, felt his hand start to push down and slide into Adir.

The creator let out a gasp of pain, eyes widening in genuine surprise. Loki pulled his hand from Adir's grip, pushing into his back, pressing against his spine and forcing him down to the ground. "Do you remember when you said that I was the threat? That I had the power, and it could turn into something too dangerous at any time?" He forced Adir down onto his stomach. "You were right. But, did you anticipate that it would be you to turn the tide? For the exact reasons that you gave me? You threatened my family, you killed my son, and tortured him. You pushed me to do this."

Loki poised his hand over Adir's spine, stopping when a hand wrapped around his wrist. He looked up and glared when he saw Hela looking at him. "Let's not be so hasty, brother. Let's think about what having the Creator under your literal thumb could mean for us." She smirked.