"Are you kidding me? You've had how many opportunities to kill us and you choose it now?" Tony said in disbelief, but he still searched silently around and took Peppers hand, squeezing it reassuringly.
"Well I was hoping you'd be more cooperative. But obviously not." Loki said, standing in his same position but looking menacingly at the two children.
"So, that's what you want to start off with? The first act for the great Loki's ruling of Earth or whatever your plan is is to kill two children? Well you haven't got my vote that's for sure." Tony said, still backing away slowly, Peppers grip was tightening on his hand.
"Of course not. My first great act is to kill the great Tony Stark." Tony gulped as Loki did something, but it happened so quickly he couldn't tell what it was.
Next thing he knew he was growing. He could feel his fingers tingling as they stretched, his shoulders broadening, growing in height.
Loki smirked at him as Tony levelled to eye-level with him. Looking to his side, Tony saw that Pepper was also her rightful adult size too.
Loki sneered as he advanced on the pair of them. Tony quickly pulled Pepper out of the way, pushing hard into a wall, and going straight through it.
Straight through it. What?
Tony looked down, his t-shirt which had been magically stretched was ripping around his biceps, tears could be seen appearing around his torso.
Loki had forgotten about the super-soldier serum Tony had in him. While he was a child, it was dormant. When he turned him into an adult again before, it had still remained dormant. Now however, it was waking up again. So much so that it was easy work to push through the plaster-board wall.
Standing up, brushing off the dust and plaster and pulling up Pepper, Tony lunged forward at Loki's leering face through the hole. Clenching his fist together he aimed a punch straight at Loki's face. Taking a run, he fell over as something worked its way between his feet. Tumbling to the ground, he looked up to find Loki grinning like a lunatic at him. The place where he'd been showing a faint gold mist. Tony opened his mouth.
"Wha-"
"Honestly. I thought you'd remember my nice little clone army." Loki grinned, and Tony frowned as he shut his mouth. Standing up again, and as he did so picking up a huge piece of plaster board.
Holding it in front of him like a shield, he walked slowly around the still grinning Loki. Slowly, he crouched down and took Peppers hand again, pulling her up from her stooping position she'd fallen into after Tony had run at Loki.
"So... We're just gonna.. Go, now." Tony said, before the pair of them sprinted down the corridor, yanked open a random door and ran into the room. Locking it firmly behind them.
Outside the room, Loki sighed and pressed his ear. It felt weird being able to communicate with such a small device.
"They've gone into one of the meeting rooms." He could easily brake the door down and finish them off right there, but what was the fun in that?
Steve was pacing. Hands tight behind his back as he went, glaring at everything from the fluffy red, white and blue rug he had in his room to the dark blue lamp shade. Something wasn't right.
It felt as though someone had taken their pet goldfish and was using his head as a tank. It wasn't pleasant to say the least. A voice erupted in his brain and the gentle tick of the clock disappeared.
"Kill them all." He started to walk to wards the door, about to carry out his new order. But then he stopped.
No, he wasn't going to kill anyone.
"No." He said aloud.
"Kill them all." The voice persisted.
"No." Steve replied again. The voice grew more defiant.
"Kill them all, now!"
"No!" Steve roared and he smacked himself around the head. Feeling dizzy, he made his way over to the bed. The voice had gone.
Thunderous footsteps could be heard and Steve quickly dove under the sheets, whoever it was, they'd undoubtably heard his yell.
He jumped as the door was wrenched open, Clint standing in the doorway.
"What's going through your head?" Steve had half expected Clint to sound angry, not tired and exasperated. Steve shuffled over as Clint plonked himself down on the bed.
"Make yourself comfortable." Steve said, and Clint scoffed. They sat in silence for what felt like hours, before Steve spoke up.
"I've gotten him out."
"What?" Steve sighed and launched into the story. Clint listened, intrigued.
"I had this voice in my head, telling me to do things. Things I didn't want to do." He gulped.
"Like what?"
"Like.. A few moments ago trying to get me to kill you and everyone else." Clint's mouth was hanging open now. "But I said no, that I didn't want to. Now it's shut up."
Clint sighed.
"Is that way your brain waves are all over the place?" Clint asked. Steve shrugged and nodded. "Right."
They looked frantically around the room, wrenching open drawers and ripping apart files.
"There's nothing but bits of paper, it's just a normal office." Pepper said, tossing yet another binding folder on the floor.
"There has to be something..." Tony muttered, scanning the same drawer over again. They both looked up as they heard a hammering on the door.
"Now what?" Pepper asked, looking at Tony. Tony searched the room, knocking bits of paper from the desk. Finding what he was after, he pulled it into the air.
"Pepper, phone Clint or Natasha or Bruce or whoever. Then, climb out of that window-" he gestured at the window that was allowing a cool breeze to trickle in that they'd somehow missed. "I'll try and buy you some time." Pepper nodded before dialling frantically.
"See you!" Tony called from the door and Pepper called:
"Be careful!"
"What do you mean? I'm Iron Man!"
"Not without your suit you're not!"
"Way to kill the mood Pepper." Tony said, before yanking the door open and giving a swift punch to someone, Pepper ran over and shut it, ear pressed against the door in attempts to hear what was going on. She had every confidence in Tony, but still couldn't help but worry about him.
"Hello?" She jumped as a voice floated through the phone. Grabbing it, she put it to her ear.
"Hello? Natasha? It's Pepper-"
"Pepper! Where did you and Tony go-" Pepper half laughed.
"It's a long story. Point is, we're back with Loki and Tony's trying to distract them. Come pick us up? Please?"
"Okay, I'll get Jarvis to trace your call and we'll be there within the next... 10 minutes?" Natasha replied, and Pepper beamed.
"Great. Thank you!"
Hanging up, she slipped the phone in her pocket and began pushing open the window as far as it would go. In a mad attempt to secure the door further she's pushed a chair against it, now it was balancing precariously as someone on the other side attempted to push the door open.
As she climbed over the window ledge, she heard the door burst open with a deafening thud, which gave way just in time to hear Tony yell:
"Do you want me to fart in your face? Because I will! Oush, that had to of hurt!". Pepper grinned as she fell the leaf covered floor lightly.
wise move on my part? Also, the next chapter will have a fight scene, and I'm crap at fight scenes so just a heads up there. Thanks!