Author's Note – Here is your promised chapter. This is a fixed p chapter, that my Beta reader helped me with. Say thanks to exaigon!

Chapter Two

"His heart is spiking," the doctor they had called in cried.

Meanwhile a small helicopter, that went unnoticed because everyone's attention focused on the boy, landed on their aircraft.

Hawkeye, also known as Clint, stepped out from the back of the aircraft with at least twenty armed men. He went directly to release Loki.

In the science bay Tony Stark had begun to argue with Steve over who was better in a fight.

"Put on your suit," Captain America yelled.

"Let's go," Iron Man yelled back.

A loud explosion caused by a blown engine immediately stopped their quarreling. Everyone was thrown in different directions.

Tony and Steve, who were blown in the same direction, landed harshly in the doorway to Dr. Banner lab.

"Put on the suit," Captain America said, this time in worry, ready to once again do battle.

"Yep," replied Iron Man as Steve helped push him in the right direction.

Natasha and Bruce were blasted through a window and down into cargo space.

A small air tank had landed on her leg trapping her in place. Unfortunately, Bruce was beginning to change.

"Bruce, You ok? You'll get over this, I promise… Bruce! It's okay…" But it was too late already.

"You…!" The Hulk roared his anger and turned to Natasha just as she managed to pull her leg free. She looked up and ran.

Harry's eyes snapped open, and instead of the regular jade green, an ominous blue-green swirled hypnotically. Loki's mark no longer glowed. He pulled at his bindings and frowned in distaste at his imprisoned state.

"Solvo," he whispered. The bonds dissolved and Harry sat up gingerly.

There was only one thing on his mind now, "Loki." He walked over to the table with his wand and gently picked them up. He stood there for a second trying to figure out where to go and then he felt the pull. It emanated from his mark and Harry wasn't going to doubt it so he made his way out the door.

Over in the loading dock Natasha was trapped, she brought her hand up in an attempt to shield herself, even though she knew it would not help any. She waited for the inevitable pain but it never came as Thor tackled the Hulk into another room. She sat there and wrapped her arms around her knees in a weak attempt to comfort herself.

Thor was having some trouble with the Hulk. The green monster was destructive and was tearing apart the inside of the ship which wasn't helping anybody. So he chucked his hammer and watched as it barely had any effect on the green giant.

Fury, noticing Thor's problem sent a plane as distraction. "Don't get too close," the director warned but the poor pilot didn't know how close was too close. So the Hulk, after being bombarded by bullets jumped onto the small jet and started tearing it apart. The pilot ejected, was grabbed and tossed by the Hulk, but was still able to get his parachute to work. The Hulk wasn't so fortunate and went down with the now, trashed plane.

Meanwhile, Captain America was hanging by a thick wire trying to get to the red lever to help Tony. Iron Man was inside the engine jump starting the fan blades manually by pushing it.

"Pull the lever now," Tony yelled when he noticed the blades were going faster than he was.

"Give me a minute," Steve grunted as he pulled himself slowly up his lifeline.

Iron Man was now stuck to the blade and there was only one thing that came to mind. "Uh oh…" He was pulled into the space between the blades and his suit was the only thing keeping him alive.

Steve finally reached the inside of the ship and quickly pulled the lever, allowing Tony to pull free from the blades. The bad thing was, he suit was really beaten up.

Harry ran into the room in which he knew his mate was trapped. The pull had taken him to a room with a circular cage meant for the Hulk. Loki had already been released by Clint, to his relief. Natasha and Clint were fighting and it soon moved out of the room, so Harry watched as Loki stabbed Agent Phil. His heart skipped a beat and he grit his teeth fighting his 'saving people' instinct, his mate knew best right? He stood motionless as Loki started to gloat before he was blasted through a door and Phil said, "So that's what it does."

Harry twitched but sighed in relief as Loki pulled himself back up in annoyance.

"I'm ok," his mate said as sauntered over to the machine that held up Thor's cage. With one push of a button the cage fell. Harry didn't think the man would die so easily so he wasn't so worried about the lightning god but he was still uneasy about the dying agent on the wall so he avoided looking at him.

"Let's go," Loki said.

He went over to Harry and wrapped his arms around his waist and they both disappeared. A few seconds later they appeared on top of the ship but their exit route was blocked by agent and before Loki could slaughter more people he quickly cut in, "I have an animagus form that can fly. "

Loki looked confused for a moment before a look of realization appeared on his face. He nodded and in a split second a creature stood in the place Harry once had. It looked like a black horse, but it was skeletal and had leathery bat-like wings.

"A Hanna, death horse, Thestral," Loki commented reverently. He leapt onto the Thestral and Harry took off into the skies. _

"They got away," Steve cried.

"Both the Nomina and my brother. It is sad that the Nomina could not fight Loki's influence," Thor said as he sat heavily in his chair. They had picked him up only an hour ago, but they were still looking for Bruce.

"Anyone else think we're screwed," Tony half joked. They all glared at him in return.

"I found these in Agent Phil's pocket. I guess he never got you to sign them," Fury threw out bloodied vintage Captain America cards onto the table and walked away.

"We have to do fight this guys," Natasha cried.

Clint nodded, "I want to help." When Natasha knocked him really hard in the head Loki's influence was gone. He could fight with everyone and get revenge on the trickster god.

"Ok, let's save the world people," Steve said.

Loki smirked, the gate was almost complete and the Nomina—No Harry, he had learned, was his mate.

The room they were in was currently underground. The walls were grey and dim but the bed they were on was majestic. It was mahogany with green silk sheets on top. It was perfect for what Loki had in mind; the claiming of his mate. He had ordered no one to disturb him and now it was time.

Loki pushed the now blue-green eyed man onto the bed, crawling on top of him. Harry was now his, and soon there would be nothing Thor could do to stop him.