A/N I think I should probably say, this story is an alternate timeline to the Avengers film, hence why Hawkeye is not under Loki's control (or is he? MWAHAHAHA), All the Avengers will show up later on. Just so I don't get excommunicated from the Avengers fandom or something.

"You brought me a shy one, Fury... How noble of you to throw this gentle little lamb in here, with me" Loki smiled again, talking to Fury but directing his steely gaze straight towards Ellie.

Ellie felt the Ellie of old stirring, somewhere behind the eyes. The beast was close to the surface after that comment. Lamb? If that was what this pompous idiot wanted to believe she was, she would let him. She would let him think he was oh so very clever and witty. It had always served Ellie in the past to keep her cards very close to her chest. Until she understood why she was here and what was expected of her she could pretend to be the little girl lost.

"What's your name child?" Loki came closer to the glass to inspect her.

"Ellie, what's yours?" She was careful to add a childish ghost of a lisp to her speech, giving him the satisfaction that his first impression of her as a helpless girl had been correct.

"I am Loki, recently of Asgard, but as of a few months ago, resident of this charming domicile you call Earth" Loki smirked as he glanced towards Nick Fury

"You asked me if I wanted a magazine, Mr. Fury, and I was quite insulted. This new entertainment you have offered to me is far more appealing" Loki let his eyes travel over her body.

Ellie wanted to wretch. He was attractive, in that really smarmy way that she hated. It took more than a pinch of self control for her to play along and bat her eyelashes at him.

"I think I would enjoy a little talk with Ellie. I think you would enjoy talking to me too, wouldn't you Ellie? Hmmm?" Loki stepped away from the glass and sat on the floor. He patted the floor beside him.

"I think, I would like to get freshened up first, Loki. I wouldn't want to stink out your... Umm... apartment?"

Loki leaned back on his hands, stretching out his long legs luxuriously like a cat in the summer sun.

"As you wish, little lamb"

"That went as well as could be expected, maybe a little better" Fury's mouth was set with determination.

"That's what you call went well?" Ellie remarked as they turned a corner.

"He thinks you're helpless, you can use that to our advantage."

"Our advantage? Mr Fury, I really think I need to know what's happening here? If you don't mind?" The last part of the sentence contained enough sarcasm to make Fury stop and turn to the small girl.

"Do you remember last summer? The pile of mortar and bricks that should have ground you into pieces?"

"Well, It's a little hard to forget"

"The cause of that building falling? Do you remember that?"

"Yes. A big fuck off machine man. I get that you dig my inability to get flattened, but I'm at a loss as to what that has to do with that sleaze in that glass room."

"The person that disabled said 'machine man' was Thor Odinson of Asgard. Loki's brother, or adoptive brother."

"Still clueless" Ellie shrugged and crossed her arms.

"We have it on good authority, that the person that sent the Destroyer was Loki."

"Look, Sir... Unless you're going to start explaining precisely why I should give a flying fuck..."

"If a person sends an almost indestructible machine, made of alien technology to kill someone he has grown up with all his life, what lengths do you believe he might go to if he set his sights on taking over, oh... I don't know... taking over Earth? What mercy do you think he will show the mortals which you hold in such high regard? The mortals that you love? Laura for example? What do you think he would do..."

Fury bent his head close to Ellie's so his words became a conspiratorial whisper

"What do you think he would do to Laura, if I gave him her address, told him where to find her."

Ellie stood very still. Fury's breathing was the only noise in the room.

"Surely letting him out to kill my friend would defeat the idea of imprisoning him? So you would let him out just so he could go and hurt Laura, what do you expect him to do? Come creeping quietly back afterwards? Your threat is completely empty."

"Loki *will* escape" Fury's voice took on a threatening edge.

"Who is to say that if you don't complete the task I ask you to do, I may have a little word in Loki's ear, about where he can find Laura, and you. He could cut you into a million pieces and you probably wouldn't feel it, but her? I have a feeling she wouldn't be walking away from that one"

Ellie glared at him and uncrossed her arms. Clicking her neck loudly she broke eye contact with Fury before asking,

"What is it you want me to do?"

"Ellie" Loki purred as she entered the room.

"Loki" she replied, walking towards his prison.

"Couldn't stay away too long I see, I trust you feel better after bathing?"

"Yes. I do, thank you" Ellie turned to the door, nodding her head towards the two way mirror. A small gap opened and she quickly slipped through, not giving Loki enough time to make an escape.

"Very clever, a little gap. Just small enough for a human girl and not quite big enough for a God" Loki's smile had become oddly terse.

"I think you could have escaped, if you wanted t-..." she whispered, allowing him to circle her in a predatory manner.

"...And I think you are a good deal more intelligent than you are letting on" Loki interrupted her.

Ellie smiled a tight, thin smile at him.

"Loki, they want to know why you allowed yourself to be captured, why you haven't attempted an escape. They want to know what you want."

"What... I want" Loki continued to circle her, his hand ran up her arm and she could have sworn he touched her thigh.

"I'm not going to be thrown off by you trying to seduce me Loki."

The smile on his face disapeared, like someone had pulled the plug on him.

"Don't flatter yourself child, I come from a place where women of far superior beauty to yourself throw themselves at my feet."

Ellie didnt say anything, Obviously this tactic isn't going to work. If she was honest with herself, she wasn't sure sure had even been using a tactic, she hoped he might just tell her if she asked nicely.

"Humans make me nauseous with their constant belief that the universe is like them, and only interested in one thing"

Ellie jolted a little at his use of the word human. Am I still? Ellie hadn't really thought about what she was in a while, this seemed as good a time as any.

Her thought process came to a shuddering halt.

Loki's upper arm was still firmly attached to his shoulder. Loki's elbow was still visable too. Following on from Loki's elbow was Loki's forearm and then... then there was her body. Ellie blinked, trying to add up what she was seeing in her head. Loki's hand was partially submerged in her chest. It looked like he had tried to punch her and gone too far forward. She looked up at him, his face close enough for her to feel his breath fluting over her face. His eyes were wide and Ellie could see now, they were a dense yet pale green.

Loki looked confused as he withdrew his hand. It was only now, as Ellie was falling to the ground without the support of Loki's arm that she saw he was holding a small blade, a dreadful moment of recognition flitted across her brain. The small blade was hers, secured to her belt and strapped to her thigh. Loki had managed to take it from her when he was circling her earlier, and she hadn't even felt it. It did however account for the goosebumps she felt earlier, she knew it wouldn't have been Loki's presence that aroused them. Given his unattractiveness and all.

Ellie reached up and touched her chest. The knife had gone deep and would have punctured the heart, she would imagine. It would have punctured the heart and there would be blood everywhere. Right now she would be lying on the floor, her blood pumping out of her far too fast to put back in, she would have looked at Loki and he would have looked back down at her pathetic human form and smiled a horrible, smug smirk. That's how it would have gone, she imagined.

Instead, she touched her chest and felt the familiar tacky stickiness of her blood, not quite blood, not quite dust. A weird mixture of the two. She put her thumb and forefinger in front of her eyes and pressed them together, squeezing the blooddust inbetween her digits before pulling them apart. She had a rouge thought. This is my favourite top.

"What are you?" Loki asked. His green eyes were alight with curiousity.

"I don't know"

"I meant to kill you, to push my fist deep inside you..." Even though his words were awful, there was something horrifically attractive in them. Ellie flushed with slight embarassment at this realisation. His voice grew in volume as Ellie stood up. Loki paused as he evaluated if she was going to launch herself at him in a retaliatory attack. She swayed on her feet for a second and then turned her face upwards to meet his eyes.

"... You are something interesting, Ellie"

Ellie turned to walk away. This was going to sting for a bit, and she wanted a lie down. It would take a while for the bone and skin to recover, and although she didn't feel much, it was enough to feel uncomfotable. Right now, she needed to get away from the smug bastard that had tried to punch a hole in her.

"Will you visit me again?" Loki called, not making any move to stop her leaving.

"Will you tell me what you want?" Ellie spoke carefully.

"We shall have to see"

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