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AN: Thank you all so much for coming back for this seventh chapter of 'Blankly Blue'. May you all have an awesome time 24/7!

It had all happened so fast and it had completely taken Tony, as well as just about all of them, off guard.

How did they not see Barton there? Where the freaking frack did he come from? Damn assassins and their ninja habits. How did he know Loki was there? But it was then that Tony realized the obvious answer to his last question and that answer was, no other than the obvious, Natasha. Who else could it be? She and Barton go way back. In the beginning he had honestly thought they were gonna get together at some point.

Loki was nearly fainting over the pain of the wound. He was fading fast like an emptying dream or, more accurately speaking, nightmare. But how could that be? He had taken on the hulk without being crushed to death, so how could it be that he was in a state of near peril because of one arrow in his shoulder. There must have been something inside that arrow. Poison!

"Um… Bruce." Tony said to the doctor who was still kneeling down beside Loki, actually yelling at Steve to get a medical bag at the far end of the room. Steve was a bit dumbfounded at that moment, understandably so. But not because he was shocked at all the blood or the wound. Steve had seen plenty of carnage worse than this in his war days. Steve just hadn't expected this to happen so suddenly and it had left the poor guy confused and bewildered.

"STEVE!" Bruce yelled again and the captain finally shook out of his brainlessness and hurried over to retrieve the bag. He seemed almost like an actual nurse while doing so.

"Bruce…" Tony started again, hoping for better luck since the doctor was no longer yelling at Steve.

"I'm kind of busy, Tony…" Bruce said as he gave Loki a shot in the arm. "Someone get a stretcher!" He yelled and Steve scurried off to do so, much faster than he was before.

"Bruce, I think he's poisoned." Tony said. Bruce did not seem to have heard.

"Bruce, I think he's poisoned!" Tony finally yelled himself, making the room more hectic than ever before, if that was possible. They had had many chaotic moments in here and everywhere else in Avengers Tower and this could hit the top ten list.

Bruce glanced at Tony a moment, before going back to keeping pressure on Loki's wound.

"I'm doing everything I can, Tony… Ask Barton what was in the arrow…" the doctor said, in an almost commanding sort of voice… Or maybe Tony just thought it seemed commanding because usually Bruce seemed a bit mellow, unlike everyone else in this great team of mighty obnoxiousness.

Tony glanced at where Barton was. Completely empty of human life. Clint and Thor were no longer in the room. In the middle of the chaos, Tony had not even realized they had left until just then.

He decided quickly that he would at least try to ebb the impending or current conflict between his teammate and former teammate, if even a little, though he knew it was almost certainly going to fail. Thor loved his brother and would be angered at Barton so much so that it would be nearly impossible to reason with him, while Barton would be too stubborn and angered himself to even fake an apology or feign guilt over anything of the matter.

As Tony got to the doorway, he bumped into Pepper.

"Oh! I'm sorry." Pepper said. Tony shrugged and was about to leave. "Tony I need to talk to you about something…" Pepper said, slightly in the way of the door.

"Yeah, sure, but later. First I have some stuff to do." Tony said. Pepper looked from behind his shoulder, probably noticing Loki on the floor with blood everywhere, based on the look of shock that swept around her face.

"What happened?" she asked, astonished.

"Ask Nat. I've gotta go." He then rushed away out the door, leaving Pepper utterly confused.

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Thor was completely outraged. It had taken several diversions before Clint could finally find refuge behind a building, but Thor was still searching everywhere as he cried out Clint's name.

"Barton!" Thor yelled, "I have had enough of this cowardice! Face me!"

Thor might have been as strong as a knife slicing weak parchment, but he wasn't all that intelligent, well, at least not there in New York where there were buildings as high up as the clouds and vehicles and people dashing about in flashes. Barton knew Thor was not actually stupid, he just wasn't born in this kind of world like the rest of the Avengers were and that was all. You had to be at least 'not dumb' to be born and raised a prince, learning all those princely things princes had to learn. Who ever heard of a good king who didn't know his times tables? No one can say they've met a good king who doesn't even know what two plus two is. No, Thor wasn't stupid. Everything else was just foreign to him.

Onlookers had begun to gather, inevitably, at that time. Clint would have to lure Thor somewhere more secluded before he could start cracking the pavement and putting citizens on fire with his thunder.

Clint didn't feel sorry for what he did to Loki, in fact he would certainly do it again, if the opportunity existed. No, Clint was not sorry and Thor should know this. He knew what Loki did to Clint. Loki had controlled him! He made him hurt his own teammates and his friends. He had watched with sadistic pleasure when Clint killed innocent people against his will. Clint would never feel sorry for hurting the bastard! The bastard would feel sorry for himself for pissing off the wrong person!

With caution, Clint stepped out.

"Thor!" He yelled at the very tops of his lungs. His heart was pounding in his chest.

Thor turned and then they were facing each other.

Thor's face was red with anger and was contorted into the meanest frown Clint had ever seen.

They were both sweating with anger and adrenaline at this point.

"Barton! What have you done? How could you do this to my brother?!" Thor yelled.

At this, Clint was furious. "What have I done?!" He yelled.

A dash of light and crimson became visible as Tony, in his Iron Man suit, flew between them and landed to the ground.

"Alrighty, guys… Remember what your mother's said about fighting." He said gesturing to both of them, in an attempt to calm them both down.

"This is not a matter fit for jesting!" Thor growled at Stark, ferociously.

Barton and Thor were still glaring daggers at each other. Thor especially. Tony hoped he would be able to calm them down and not cause New York to explode for the umpteenth time.

"Okay, let's just—"

"How dare you harm my brother?!" Thor asked Barton, ignoring Tony.

"You know what he did to me!" Barton yelled. "He controlled me and he killed thousands of people and tried to rule our world and you think we're just gonna forgive him for that?!" Barton yelled. He did have some good points, Tony supposed. But never mind that. Tony was supposed to be calming them down.

"I don't want to be Steve and ruin all the fun, but can we all just calm down." Tony asked.

"This doesn't concern you, mortal!" Thor said, not even taking the time to look at Tony.

"Hey! Katniss here is a mortal too. How come she gets to join your club?" Tony asked.

"Can you just screw-off, Stark?" Barton asked. "This has nothing to do with you."

Tony was beginning to grow a little annoyed then. "Actually this has a lot to do with me. I'm one of earth's mightiest heroes. I protect earth, I'm… Mighty… I make sure you crazy kids don't kill each other while the missus is away."

"And who's the missus?" Barton asked.

"I don't know… Fury? Steve…?" Tony said.

Barton and Thor were still glaring at each other.

"Look…" Tony started, "Thor, you should go see how your brothers doing. He wouldn't want you chasing people around New York…" Barton gave him an incredulous look, "Okay, he would want you chasing people around New York, but that's beside the point… I'll talk to Barton while you go see your brother." Thor looked convinced, he was still glaring at Barton with deep ferocious anger waiting to be unleashed, but he looked convinced.

"Very well…" Thor said, still glaring at Barton who glared back.

Thor began swinging his hammer in the air. "This is not over." He said to Barton, before swooping into the air, out of their range of sight.

Barton sighed.

Tony didn't notice until now, but there were a bunch of people just staring at them in awe.

"Do you want me to fly you again, Legolas?" Tony asked.

"What? Why?" Clint asked, giving him a funny look.

"So we can talk privately." Tony said, frankly.

Barton sighed again. "Alright."

Thank you all for reading, I hoped you enjoyed, and until next time,

P.H.