Chapter 10

As I stated last chapter, this fanfic is currently just a bunch of people running around with wands, guns and secrets. So I really hope you don't mind that.

I was also watching the Hunger Games while writing part of this, so if it's a little violent, that's why and it's all Katniss's fault.

"Tell me, Harry Lokison, what is it like to have an Asguardian god for a father?"

"What?"

"I said, what is it like to have an Asguardian god for a father?"

Harry just stared at him, with an eyebrow raised, wondering if he was a mental.

"What the bloody hell are you talking about?!"

"So thy Son of Coul did not reach that far in explanations, did he?" Loki smiled slyly at the agent.

"Harry, who are your parents?"

"Lily and James Potter!"

"NO! No. A cover story. Everything. All that you know, Harry, is a lie."

Harry shook his head. I'm Harry POTTER. Harry POTTER. HARRY POTTER.

"NO! IT'S NOT!"

The god grasped his face and whispered in his ear, "Even Hogwarts."

Harry's throat tightened. He was not going to believe this God of Lies. He couldn't afford to.

Slowly, he brought up his gaze and glared loathsome-ly into Loki's emerald eyes.

"No."

"You are stubborn. Arrogant. Like your mother."

"NO!" Harry screamed. "NO! NO! NO! YOU'VE KILLED PEOPLE! YOU'RE A LIAR! YOU'RE A FILTHY ARSE!"

"Silence." Loki covered his mouth was a secure clamp. Harry struggled and screamed but the god kept his grasp; the wizard didn't let up and struggled for his wand, but it was impossible.

"Si-lence!" Loki hissed, knocking out Harry with a single blow to the temple. Coulson's eyes were hot enough to kill.

Loki had indeed heard something, and as he spun around he came face to face with his worst enemy, his deepest love, and his most memorable regret.

Silhouetted in the doorway, Bellatrix Laufyson whispered two words that pierced the silent room.

"G'evening Asguardian."

"Director! It worked! We returned to full power! However, this will run out soon. We need to land!"

"Thank God," Agent Maria Hill whispered after hearing the news called out by a fellow agent.

"Get us over water!" yelled the Director as he re-entered the room, rather out of breath.

They obeyed, and the helicarrier began to fall.

After walking several miles at a decent pace (Clint and Natasha had to jog to keep up with the supersoldier and god) they arrived at old oak building that seemed to be slowly falling apart. The foursome had had little contact with Tony and Bruce, who were still stranded in downtown London. And as they approached the rotting structure, they all silently wished they could of had their help. Reaching the door without problems, they let Cap put his ear to the door and listen to the voices inside. He instantly recognized the unique voice of Loki, but there was a scratchy sort of hiss that was completely foreign. It almost sounded...female? With his exquisite hearing, Cap could easily hear the whispered argument.

"You possess much nerve to come crawling back to me," Loki smirked.

"I'm not crawling. And you have almost too much nerve to come back to Midguard, Laufyson." It was that scratchy voice again.

Loki cackled. "You belive I have fear? No. I crave vengeance."

"Well then. We agree on one thing."

"We've always agreed on one thing, Bellatrix. Evil is the only way of the realms. Now, please lower your wand. I do not wish to bring revenge on you. Can we not sort out our differences?"

Bellatrix? What the hell is a Bellatrix?

Cap thought; he continued to eavesdrop.

"Sort out our differences? Ha! You have not changed much since we last met. A tongue of silver."

"I'm the god of lies for a reason."

"And that's all you were and will ever be. Lies."

"Are you any different?"

"No. And that's I why I returned. You bitch. I can't deny you any longer. We can sort out our differences, you god. I have missed you. Are you ready to finish what we started?"

"That's the woman I know."

Deciding it was a good time to make a grand entrance, the soldier burst in; Thor, Clint, and Nat were close on his heels. And they had entered upon Loki kissing a crazy-haired, wild-eyed woman.

"So that's a 'Bellatrix'..." Cap muttered.

"BROTHER!" Thor shouted (his face showed disgust).

"Ah, I was just waiting for your appearance. Brother of thine, I would like you to meet my lucky maiden, Bellatrix Laufyson."

"When did this all occur?!" Thor was furious; all the anger from secrets Loki had kept from him over the years was filling him with uncontrollable acrimony.

"You are so easy to trick, it barely requires any effort. While you were gallivanting around fighting impulsive battles and training for kingship, I was on Midguard, training myself for my own royalty."

"This isn't aristocracy, Loki. How many times must I tell you. This is madness. Complete utter madness."

"Oh, I almost forgot. And why don't you give your nephew salutations," Loki stepped aside to reveal the unconscious Harry.

"What did you did to him?" Natasha commanded. Cap, Nat, and Clint had their various weapons locked on Loki.

"Cognitive recalibration. He just couldn't accept the fact that I am his father."

Thor's face hardened. "I'm still having doubts myself."

"Well then, how about some more recalibration?"

"I think you need psychiatric help," said Hawkeye.

"Just for that, bird, I'll murder you first," Loki took a shot.

And then all hell broke loose.