A/N: Thanks to those who still favorited even though this has been the slowest of all my stories. Good stuff coming with this one soon and like always enjoy.

Chapter 6: Nemesis

"How does Tony Stark manage to pull this crap off?"

Barney had asked this many times over the past week as he made his way to GNB. The GNB new location where the Arcadian used to stand was being construction was far from Stark Tower but as they had not moved yet his route to work mad him pass by that eyesore every single day.

"Just because, he is oh Iron Man doesn't mean he can turn the greatest city in the world into his own personal playground that was the job of that green guy who wrecked Harlem."

It was with that notion that he entered GNB and made his way up to his office. Now for the life of me none of us still really at this point knew what he did during the workday so let's just say he ran an OTB out of his office.

"I have 10:1 odds on I'll Have another for the derby going all around…."

It was near 10:30 that morning when an unexpected break came into his usual daily routine. Midway through a session involving the NBA playoffs his ear set rang. He pressed the button never breaking stride with the 15 people in the room.

"Heat at 7:4 in 5 over the Thunder I got $300 on that and go for Barney."

"Mr. Stinson my name is Logan Killian, my sources tell me you were the last person to have slept with Robin Scherbatsky."

"Well not that it's worth bragging about it but yeah it is worth it before she turned me down for that annoying Kevin." Barney still managed to take multiple bets while waiting on the line but his patience with the caller soon ran thin. "Look buddy I'm a bit busy so if you mind taking a hi…."

"Mr. Stinson I suggest you stop what you are doing and clear the room of anyone else in it if the life of your ex girlfriend will have anything to do with it."

Barney suddenly dropped the wad of cash he had in his hand and looked lost and disoriented. Realizing that the caller meant business he did the sensible thing.

"Hi I'm sorry I have to take this so if you don't mind lets pick this up tomorrow." Tracy then came in after Barney pressed the buzzer on his desk. "Tracy can you escort the gentleman out I have another international bet on the line."

"Right away Mr. Stinson." Tracy led the group away from the office as Barney got up and drew his blinds while dimming the lights on all the devices including his computer screen. He then switched back around to his desk and pressed the button on his headset.

"Ok Mr. Killian you have my attention, why are you going after Robin?"

"Oh, it's not Robin I want its someone else, you see Mr. Stinson there is a friend of hers I've been tracking for a year now and she has one piece of a puzzle I need for the single most important moment this pathetic race will ever see."

"Robin has 3 well technically 2 very great friends I'd be happy to get them through to you."

"No Mr. Stinson I'm not interested in either of The Eriksen's or Mr. Mosby. There is a girl who used to live in this city before a fire sadly claimed her life 3 years ago. I know she really didn't perish and she actually set the fire herself to escape her life. After she made contact with you and Mr. Eriksen."

"No you don't mean…"

"Ahh, Doppelgangers are such rare anomalies aren't they? I have it on a hunch that Robins own had a very valued peace that she gave to one of you guys during the 4 months she lived here. Mr. Stinson I will be contacting you again in 36 hours your instructions are very simple, locate either the item in question or Maria Hill and bring one of them to me. Failure to do so will result in the first victims of my coming wrath being the Famous 5 of McLaren's. I bid you Adieu."

The headset went dead as Barney stood in stunned silence. He gathered himself then went back into a normal routine after that. But below the surface it could be said that the call affected him gravely he got on the phone within 20 minutes after going for lunch to call the only person he trusted with valued Robin information.

"Ted bar 20 minutes and suit down if you can."

Me, meanwhile the caller arrived in a building in Utica with an agenda of his own.

"Agent Barton, Dr. Selvig fabulous choice, begin unloading."

The setup began as the duo started Loki looked at his valued briefcase with only one simple word on his mind.

"Soon…"