Okay, I leave for France tomorrow!

So no writing for 10-12 days! Sorry!

Steve looked up, breaking his gaze. Red lights were flashing all along the corridor. He jumped up and went to the door. He looked back for a split second at Loki who was wearing a sad smile.

"Go" Loki said.

Steve nodded and ran into his room. He put on his suit and grabbed his shield. Heading out the door, he hopped onto the elevator. "JARVIS!" Steve shouted. "What's happening?"

"Well sir, the tower is under attack. The main area of attack being on the 5th level."

The elevator shot up with speed, but as they reached the 5th level, the lights went out and the elevator stopped. Steve looked around, "JARVIS?" He asked.

No reply.

Steve cursed under his breath. He went to the elevator door, and with all his strength, pulled the two apart. In between a couple stopping for breaths, the elevator doors had a little gap. He then used his shield to push them out further and soon enough the two doors had come apart. The elevator had stopped a little before reaching the 5th floor, so Steve hoisted himself up. Bodies of shield agents lay everywhere. Dead and alive. He rushed past them toward the noise he could hear coming at the end of the hall. There, in one of the rooms was Clint struggling under one of the aliens. "Hey!" Steve yelled trying to distract it. It worked, because it advanced on Steve the moment he'd uttered the words.

Steve turned on his heel and ran. He stopped short when an explosion sent him flying into a wall. Groggily, he got up. The alien was joining a group of other aliens that headed down a hole they'd made in the middle of the floor. To the hospital wing. Steve got up. "Clint!" He yelled, "They're headed to the hospital wing"

That got Clint running. The two used one of Clint's grappling arrows and hoisted themselves down. Steve could see the aliens breaking down each door, looking for something. "You go try and get the others out of the hospital wing, I'll get them." He told Clint.

Steve jumped down, making sure the thud was loud enough. It sure was. The group turned to Steve and as he went to run, he felt them jump onto him. Underneath him the floor started to sizzle and disintegrate along with part of his suit. He could feel the burn and with his shield, he swung it to get them off. The floor creaked and Steve fell on his back, getting the wind knocked out of him. The creatures were still attacking him, growing in numbers, and soon he fell again to the floor below. This happened twice more, and by that time, Steve had broken a leg and it was harder for him to breath. He lay on the floor, breathing heavily. He looked around, it was the basement. Noise could be heard from above him and he closed his eyes bracing himself for pain.

It was then a roar was heard. The Hulk came smashing through, taking the creatures and breaking through walls and doors. Steve tried to re-open his eyes to see but by that time he couldn't even lift his head. He let unconsciousness take him.

Loki watched with wide eyes, furious he couldn't do anything. When the Hulk came through he had handfuls of aliens and the Hulk fling an alien into the glass. The alien was motionless, slowly stirring, but its heat had burned through the glass. Melting it. The Hulk stormed away, leaping up through the hole bringing the aliens with him. Loki made his way out. He inhaled deeply. He could already feel his magic returning. He looked at his hands, human flesh. Loki ran toward Steve. He placed his hands on Steve's chest and green light emanated from Loki's hands to Steve, healing the cuts, burns, and broken bones. Steve still lay unconscious and so Loki went to go join the battle raging above.

He transported himself to the group. The Hulk had been buried by them, slowly losing energy. Loki smirked. How good it would feel to hurt something. He whistled and the aliens looked over at Loki. They lunged for him and then instantly regretted it. Green flashes of Loki's magic flew and when the smoke cleared, all the aliens were in ashes.

Loki turned before hearing a scream, he transported himself toward the scream, finding himself in another corridor with Clint, Natasha, Tony, and his brother Thor against a wall. An enormous alien, which Loki could only assume to be the leader, was advancing on them rapidly. Loki stepped in front of them.

"Well, what's this? The mortal wants to die along with them?" The alien asked in a gruff voice, laughing.

Loki grinned again, "Not quite" he said. And with that, the alien lunged. As it reached toward Loki's neck, it's eyes widened. Loki's eyes turned red as his skin turned blue.

"A Jotun" it gasped. And those were its last words as it froze midspace in the air. Loki blasted it with a spell. And then it was all over.

Loki looked around, "Stark" he said, facing Tony, "I think you'll have another mess to clean up in the tower