Time was moving so quickly. From the moment the plane had crashed all four of them had raced out, getting ready to fight. The moment the Chitauri were visible they prepared to fight.
"Elise, are you sure you want to do this?" she nodded.
"You think I want to miss out on all this fun?" he wasn't sure if she was serious or not.
"Fine but you stick with me," she nodded. "And don't over exert yourself," she sighed.
"I won't. And you be careful too. I won't let anything happen to you on my watch," Barton and Natasha looked at each other, both knowing it was awkward for them to be standing there. All four moved towards the Chitauri and the fight began. The bullets had almost no effect and only hurt them if you hit them right in the eye socket. Luckily both her and Black Widow had very good aim. They had no idea where Loki was and keeping the attention of all the soldiers was their highest priority. Elise and Black Widow had each grabbed the staffs of the Chitauri and were using it against them. Whenever the Chitauri shot back, Elise of Steve blocked the strike by using either her armor, which worked to great effect, or his shield. They soon lost track of how many they had killed. However a large squadron landed right by them. They prepared to fight when someone landed behind Steve. Before anyone could react Loki pointed his staff to the tip of Steve's chest, ready to use it.
"Move and you will end up fighting the Captain," they all froze. "Hold your fire!" Loki said to the Chitauriwho immediately lowered their weapons. "How the tables turn. You could easily beat him," he was specifically talking to Elise and everyone knew it. "Now here is your choice. I tap your beloved soldier's chest and he will lose all control over his mind, forget who he is and who he loves," she couldn't help but scowl. "Or you come with me. If you do I will not use my staff on any of you. We will win soon enough anyway," Steve shook his head.
"Ignore him," he said and Loki pushed the staff slightly closer to his chest.
"Wait," said Elise, the desperateness creeping into her voice.
"Don't" said Steve knowing what she was about to do. She moved forward and over to Loki who put out one hand to her. With a reluctant move he took it and pulled her against him so the staff now pointed at her chest.
"If you follow I will break my word," they moved backwards until they reached the standing platform of one of the crafts. A Chitauri moved towards the front and prepared the ship to fly. "Attack," said Loki as they flew off. The other three had no choice but to defend themselves but Steve looked after Loki, wishing nothing more than to kill him.
"Where are we going?" she said.
"Somewhere to talk," he replied, keeping one arm tight around her waist, preventing her from falling off the craft. She guessed that somehow the driver knew where to go because soon they were on the balcony of Stark tower. He stepped off before trying to help her down, although she refused it. Loki put out his hand for her to walk inside and she with a sigh moved forward. When they both were inside she turned to face him.
"What do you want with me?" she said, and he smiled.
"You really have no idea do you?" she shrugged. "You have no idea about your real father's identity," she laughed.
"My father died soon after I was born," he moved towards her but with every step he took towards her she took two backwards.
"And who told you that? Your mother?" she continued moving backwards but she soon reached a wall. When it was clear he was not going to stop moving she moved to solidify the air surrounding her. "Tell me, look me right in the eyes, that you are not worried about why you can do this. You know that you shouldn't be able to do this," he stopped moving.
"And what? You know the truth about me? You know why it is like this? And for a price you will tell me?" he laughed.
"I don't expect you to pay me anything. Sooner or later your debt to me will be repaid," she smiled sarcastically at him.
"I don't go into debt with people, certainly not with people I do not trust," he placed one hand against the wall of air.
"I am no person. Neither are you and the sooner you accept that the better. Your mother was not the all saint she claimed to be. Because she was not married to your father and he is certainly not dead. Your father was of Asgardian blood," she started to laugh.
"Yes, and my mother was a Chitauri. When you want me to take you seriously just tell me," he looked straight into her eyes.
"You know it is the truth. And now that I have the chance to look at you, I know who your father is. The serum boosted the half of you that is Asgardian. You must have had a powerful father, the power you have developed shows that much. And only one person comes to mind. If I am right it means your powers have just begun to develop and you have no idea of what you will soon be capable of. Surely you want to know who it is?" she laughed.
"I will not be tempted into a deal with you," she said.
"Oh I offer no deal, only the truth. You should be living like a queen on Asgard and yet you remain here among this common drabble. You should be with someone who shares your power, your equal and you will not find that here on Earth," she looked at him.
"And I suppose you can offer that?" he reached out, placing his other hand against the wall of air.
"With you at my side together we could rule worlds. Your father is…"