"Right, what are we going to do about this then, they clearly can't have mom." The 180 turn was ridiculously fast. Stark realised this and raised an eyebrow before speaking.

"If we can get our hands on what their shooting them with then-"

"We may be able to figure out what they intend to do with both it and mom's blood and maybe-"

"Maybe we can come up with a cure to reverse it. But then we still have to get it and get it to the people." Taylor suddenly straightened and reached for her phone.

"Of course." She texted something to one of her friends and started towards the lift.

"Of course wha- don't just leave." Kim turned and grabbed her daughters hand.

"Pete got shot at, they missed but he kept the bullet, we can use that. He only lives down the street."

"Okay, but someone go with her, I don't want you getting shot at." She shrugged as Thor stepped forwards.

"I'll go with Taylor." Her whisky hair bobbed as she turned around to face the lift. The science major and the asgardian left and the room fell silent. Stark turned to face her with a smirk.

"I see what you mean by smart."

"Not quiet genius level but close. So what do we do now?" Kim asked as she sat down and picked up her now cold coffee.

"We'll need your blood, surely. You said that you can't die from age and this thing ages people prematurely." Clint suggested, Natasha nodded whilst Kim shook her head. Yes they were right but-

"Uh uh, you are not getting a needle near me." They looked at her.

"You're 2 millennia old, and your scared of needles, come on." Tony pulled her off of the sofa and she struggled to pull her arm back.

"Tony please." She tried to shrink and get her wrist out of his grip but he only tightened it. Loki saw the tears in her eyes and realised what her problem was. He walked towards her and got down to her level, she'd shrunk to a 7 year old version of herself.

"Let go of her Stark, I'll talk to her, is that alright?" He turned to face her and she nodded and rubbed her wrist. A tear fell down her cheek as she grew and turned back to normal. Loki gently took her hand and walked with her away from the others.

"I understand now, why you don't want to. But we don't have a choice, people could die, no they will die if you don't do this."

"You think I don't know that?" She snapped. "You think I don't know what will befall humanity if I don't give them my blood? I know Loki, but it still plays in my head. The endless pain and screaming, yes I know it could save the whole of humanity but I've seen what my blood does to people on its own without anything to counteract it." She leant against the wall and looked up at him.

"What does it do?" He leant towards her and gently pulled her hands from her face.

"It drives them mad, it stops them from being able to die. The pain drives them crazy, the lack of sleep doesn't help either. I've seen it happen." She let him hold her hands as she slumped to the floor and shook her head. "They can't have it on its own. It will kill them." He looked down at her and pressed his forehead against hers.

"They will fix it-"

"Mom!" Taylor appeared at the end of the small hallway they had walked down, Loki let go of her hands and sat on his heels as Taylor walked towards them.

"We have it. We almost got shot, but we have it." You could practically see the adrenalin coursing through her as she helped her mother off of the floor. Kim laughed as Loki got up and walked with them towards the others. Natasha and Steve were the only ones in the room when they walked back, Thor having gone to give Tony the chemical when they came back.

"Are they downstairs?" Natasha nodded as she put her coffee down.

"Want me to take you?" She asked as she stood up and walked towards the taller woman.

"Sure." Kim said as she pulled her arms closer to her as she shook. "Tay, you stay here okay? I don't want you getting hurt. Steve, can you please look after her, don't let her anywhere near Nat's guns." She said as the door to the lift closed. Taylor looked as though she wanted to say something but she didn't get the chance.

"What did you mean by not wanting the kid to get hurt?" She asked as they got out a floor below. Kim looked at her and realised that she should tell all of them what was about to happen.

"I'll tell you in a sec." Natasha nodded and pushed the door open, Tony and Thor turned around to face them. Tony held the small container that held the liquid they were trying to counter. He put it down and gestured for her to sit down. "Before anything happens, I need to warn you. There is a reason I don't like needles, they have almost killed me before. I have nightmares and I hate them. So I'm sorry but I'll try to fight you." Tony's eyes widened and she pulled her sleeve up without looking at the needle he held in his hand. He looked at the crook of her elbow and saw the scars for the first time, the scar tissue hard to touch and when he did she shrank away. She tried to hold back her body's natural instinct to shrink away from the thing that had hurt her before but in the end Tony grabbed her arm and pressed the needle to her skin.

When the needle broke the skin she tried to pull away from him, raising her legs up to his chest and pushing him away. Natasha grabbed her arm and pushed her legs off of Tony chest only to receive a kick for the action. Kim was no longer with them, she was in a bunker in a mountain, safe from the war, surrounded by 'scientist' who were putting needles in her. She kicked and screamed, until they put shackles around her wrists and a muzzle over her mouth. Then she thrashed and cried and tried to scream, until they took all of her blood. She saw it in a cannister on the floor, blood bright red, inhuman, hers.

Tony pulled the needle out and stepped backwards and put it on the table top. Then he drew a pint bag and pushed the needle in her still moving arm, doubling over to be level with her, crushing the already forming bruises. Kim was still in the mountain, watching the ceiling light flicker as the 'scientist' hovered over her. Another tube in her arm. More blood removed. She'd stopped trying to scream. Stopped trying to fight it. Stopped counting days. Just stopped. The light came on when and only when a 'scientist' entered to draw out blood. She'd forgotten what the sun was like.

"What was all the screaming?" Steve asked as three confused heads poked around the door. Tony pointed at Kimberly who was sat on the chair with her knees pulled up to her chest. Taylor's eyes widened and then Loki covered them.

"Your mother wouldn't want you to see her like this."

"But-"

"Go upstairs." Loki said as he span her around and all bar pushed her out of the doorway.

"No! I wa-"

"Go upstairs!" The forced calm he had put on for a chance of redemption shattered. Taylor shrank back then ran towards the lift. Loki turned around to face them. "I would apologise but she didn't do as I told her to."

"She isn't a soldier Loki." Steve said. Kim whimpered as the last drop needed for the pint of blood fell into the bag. Tony reached forwards and pulled the needle out and placed the bag on the table. She seemed to come back slowly, her green eyes focusing as they all sighed with relief.

"I see why you warned us." Tony said as she uncurled herself and pulled her sleeve down.

"How bad did I get you?" She asked in a quiet voice as she rubbed at the sleeve. Natasha pointed to a bruise forming on her cheekbone with a smirk.

"You pack one hell of a kick. Tony got the worst of it though." Kim looked up at him as he lifted his top to show her the mottled bruises. She winced.

"Sorry." She noticed that Thor was also carrying himself rather carefully. She frowned and curled in on herself.

"Whilst you're still down here, I was wondering. I could only find files for that name dating back to the 1500's, what happened to the others?" Kim noticed the way he walked was different because of the sore bruises.

"I went by a different name, Kimberly as a name didn't really exist. Before then I went by many names, when you're alive for too long people start to question things. Before then my name was Margery Foster and before even then it was Cecily Forester. That's as far as I remember, other than my original name which was Kiana. Why?"

"I was reading your file, it says that you were burned at the stake." She laughed.

"Supposedly."