A/N: Hello to all! I'm sorry for the delay but I was having a bit of writer's block. But I'm glad to say I'm working my way around it! Also before you skip to reading the next chapter, I have a new fic out! I'm also a huge fan of Once Upon A Time and a Sebastian Stan fan, so I finally wrote my Jefferson vic and I would love for you guys to check it out! i already have the first two chapters up! And also, thank you guys for the amazing reviews!

Disclaimer: I do not own any Marvel characters, only Kaycee.

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When Kaycee opened her eyes, she noticed she was no longer in the lab. She was lying on a short, white bed, similar to the ones you would find in a hospital. She looked around to see that it was a makeshift medical room, somewhere probably on the helicarrier. Moments that took place before she woke up were a blur. She remembered be carried by someone, being told it was going to be okay and then they were gone. She sat up, feeling a small amount of pain in her head, but she ignored it. She stopped moving when she heard distant shouting and panicked voices from outside the room. Slowly, Kaycee pulled herself from off the bed and slowly approached the door, carefully ignoring the dizziness.

Gripping the door handle slowly, she took a deep breath and opened it. She saw S.H.I.E.L.D. agent after agent running around shouting and barking orders.

"We've been hit!" one of them shouted.

"To your stations! To your stations!" another followed in pursuit.

As that last agent past her, she felt a lightness to her head, but she no longer felt the pain from her injury. She felt as if her legs were about to give in, she held onto the wall and in front of a nearby window. She groaned as she felt a vibrating sensation pass through her head. Kaycee looked up at her reflection in the window and noticed her eyes were no longer her normal hazel color, but were flickering into a iced blue tint.

"What's happening to me?" she questioned quietly.

She felt her legs weaken and the vibrating sensation grow stronger. A strange feeling pulled at her body, demanding for her to follow it. She couldn't control her legs and began to walk. She tried to stop mid pace, but couldn't. It was as if she had no control over her body. Before she knew it, she was entering a familiar room.

She looked around the room before recognizing it as Loki's cell. Kaycee then came face to face with the god of mischief himself. Loki smiled and gestured for her to take over the control pad of his cell. Her legs carried her towards the control panel to his cell, her hand brushed against the small buttons and control keys before finding the one she was looking for. Once she came across the button she was looking for, she pushed down and turned to find the cell door opening.

"NO!" Thor roared, racing past Kaycee to tackle Loki but failed when he disappeared. Instead he fell into the prison himself as Kaycee closed the cell door behind real Loki appeared in front of her and smiled. Thor looked over to Kaycee and noticed the bluish tint in her normally brown eyes. He knew this was not her doing, but Loki's.

"Are you ever not going to fall for that?" Loki asked his brother as he stepped up to Kaycee and waved his hand in front of her. She closed her eyes and opened them, revealing her normal hazel eyes. When she looked up to Loki, she stepped back in fear, looking around at what she did.

"What did you do to me?" She asked quietly in fear. Loki did not answer but only smiled.

Behind them, Thor tried to break free with mjolnir, but the glass wouldn't break, only shook the room which caused Loki to chuckle.

"The humans think us immortal." he said, stepping past her to the control panel. "Shall we test that?" But before Loki could to press any buttons, non other Phil Couslon knocked out a nearby hypnotized agent that stood guarding the door. They all turned towards him.

"Move away please," Coulson said to Loki. He motioned Kaycee to move behind him, which she did. He was pointing a strange gun at the god of mischief. "We started working on the prototype after you sent the destroyer. Even I don't know what it does. Wanna find out?"

Suddenly, Kaycee was pushed down and Loki's scepter was shoved into the agent's back and through his chest.

"NO!" Thor shouted just as Kaycee screamed.

Loki had tricked them twice and stepped toward the control panel once more. He smiled kindly at Kaycee and Thor, gesturing to the scepter. He scanned the panel for the correct button. Once he found it, without hesitation, he pushed it. Sending Thor to his death, or so he thought.

He turned to Kaycee, who was trying to help Phil stop the bleeding. She was crying, she was scared, but trying to be brave for the fallen agent. Kaycee didn't even notice when Loki walked over to her until he grabbed her by her arm and began pulling her towards the door with him.

"You're going to lose," they stopped when they heard Phil speak.

"Am I?" Loki asked.

"It's in your nature,"

"Your heroes are scattered, your floating fortress falls from the sky," Loki let go of Kaycee's arm and walked over to Phil. "Where is my advantage?"

"You lack conviction." Phil replied.

"I don't think I-" Before that sentence was finished, Loki was blasted through the wall from the force of the weapon prototype that rested in Coulson's hands.

Kaycee stood by, shocked by what he just pulled off. She turned to look back at Coulson, who was sitting there on the verge of death. He looked at the teenager.

"So thats what it does," He said, giving her a small smile. "You should run."

She nodded. "Thank you," and then she ran.

She didn't know where she was going but she ran as fast as her legs would take her. Once she was in the hallway, Kaycee kept going straight. She was almost in the main control room with Nick Fury and Agent Hill. Suddenly she felt a pair of long arms wrap around her. She then proceeded to try and wiggle out of their grasp but failed.

"I told you, I always get what I want." Loki's smooth, velvety voice said in her ear.

"No," she was beginning to cry, she was terrified. "Leave me alone!"

Loki began to shush her and brought his hand to her temple, which caused her the teenager to go limp in his arms.

He waited until one of the hypnotized S.H.I.E.L.D. agents came by, who took Kaycee from his arms and walked with Loki to one of the many quintets.

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"Agent Coulson is down," Director Fury's voice said.

The only members of the team that were left, tony, Steve, Natasha and Agent Hill, heard those words through their ear pieces.

"A medical team is on their way to your location." said another crew member's voice.

"They're here," Fury confirmed. "They called it."

"Sir, we've also stopped by the medical room, Miss Stark is gone as well." Tony felt his heart stop. Kaycee was gone. He hated to admit it, but Steve was right, he shouldn't have brought her along. Now she was gone, taken, he presumed.

"Tony, I-" Steve began but Tony held his hand up, walking away from the man.

An hour passed and Tony was out of his armor and currently sitting with Steve and Fury at the conference table in the main room.

"These were in Phil Coulson's jacket," Fury said, holding up vintage Captain America trading cards. "Guess he did never get you to sign them. We're dead in the air up here. Our communications, location of the cube, Banner, Thor, Kaycee…" Fury looked to see Steve lifting up one of the trading cards, examining it. "I got nothing for you. I lost my one good eye. Maybe I had that coming." Fury sighed before continuing. "Yes, we were going to build an arsenal with the tesseract. I never put all my chips on that number though because I was playing something even riskier. There was an idea, and Stark knows this, called the Avengers Inititive. The idea was to bring together a group of remarkable people, to see if they could become something more, to see if they could work together when we needed them to, to fight the battles that we never could." Fury walked around the table as he continued to speak. "Phil Coulson died, still believing in that idea in heroes."

Tony finally had enough. Standing up from his seat, he walked out of the room. Steve and fury watching him.

"Well, it's an old fashioned notion." Fury said before leaving Steve alone.

Steve, now by himself, was beginning to become lost in his thoughts. He was telling himself that it was his fault Kaycee was gone, he should've put her somewhere safer. He knew Tony was upset, he knew he wouldn't talk to him about this, but it was worth a try, right? He stood up and followed Tony's steps, which led them right back into the same room Loki was in.

Tony stood by himself, staring down where Loki's cell use to be. He seemed to be in deep thought.

"Was he married?" Steve referred to Coulson.

"No," Tony answered, not looking back at him. "There was a, uh, cellist. I think."

"I'm sorry," Steve continued. "He seemed like a good man."

"He was an idiot." Tony said, now looking Steve in the eye.

Steve crossed his arms. "Why? For believing?"

"For taking on Loki alone."

"For doing his job?"

"He was out of his league. He should have waited." Tony straightened up and walked over towards the steps, where he could pass Steve. "He should've…"

Steve took a step closer towards Tony. "Sometimes there isn't a way out, Tony."

"Right! I've heard that before."

Just as Tony passed Steve to leave, Steve spoke again. "Is this the first time you've lost a soldier?"

"WE ARE NOT SOLDIERS." Tony shot back. "NOT Coulson and NOT Kaycee."

Steve was quiet before responding. "I'm sorry, about Kaycee."

Tony nodded. "Sure. I know you. I know you want me to say 'you were right', I should have kept her safe, at home."

"I don't want you to say anything." Steve said. "I don't know you or her well enough to say those words that I said, I'm sorry."

It was quiet before either one spoke again.

"I'm not marching to Fury's fife." Tony said quietly.

"Neither am I," Steve said. "He's got the same blood on his hands that Loki does. But right now, we need to put that behind us and get this done. Now Loki needs a power source. If we put together a list-"

"He made it personal," Tony interrupted.

"That's not the point."

"That is the point. That's Loki's point! He hit us all right where we live, why?" Tony questioned.

"To tear us apart," Steve responded.

"Yes, divide and conquer. Great, but he knows he has to take us out to win, right? That what he wants. He wants to beat us, he wants to be seen doing it. He wants an audience." Tony said, walking around Steve.

"Right," Steve agreed. "I caught his act in Stuggart."

"That's just previews, this is opening night. Loki, he's a full diva. He wants flowers, he want parades, a monument built to the sky with his name plastered over it-" Steve smirked at him "Son of a bitch."

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A/N: DUN DUN DUNNNNN! So I'm sensing you guys know where this is heading! Review and tell me what you think!