Author's Note: So I watched Guardians of the Galaxy yesterday. Not giving out spoilers so don't worry. Found out I've pronounced Thanos' name wrong this whole time! Pronounced Th-an-os like 'other than' instead of Th-ah-nos like 'ah refreshing'. Lol. Learn something new everyday.

And OMG Tom Hiddleston won a best actor award! He totally deserved it. CANNOT wait for Thor 3. But then I will be saddened because then the Thor movies will be over. I demand that Marvel Studios make a Loki movie next. Who's with me? How dare they tease us on April Fool's day with a false movie cover thingy of a Loki movie. GRRR! Possible cause for a war. I'M IN LOKI'S ARMY!

Any way I know it's been a while since I've posted anything. Computer ban. UGH! But I am free now. Have been writing out my chapters and new fics I've been working on recently. Can't wait to post them.

ENJOY!:)

Loki stumbled from the harsh push from behind.

"Move." Thanos ordered. Loki fingered one of his now empty dagger sheaths. The Other had made sure to rid him of any concealed weaponry before hand. He knew how treacherous the god could be. Loki was still unsure of how he had discovered all of the tiny knives, but they were gone now. And with them any protection he might have hoped to have against Thanos, should he decide to attack him.

His scepter was gone, held by the Other. He probably would never see another like it. If he survived that was. Thanos had been given explicit instructions to keep Loki alive until The Other held the Tessaract in his hands. But Loki was sure that Thanos wouldn't wait to hand the cube over. He knew his icy skin wouldn't be able to protect him for long.

They passed the weapons vault in silence. There were no sounds but the scuffling of their boots and the metallic drag and clang of Thanos' leg. Every sound it made filled Loki with a growing satisfaction. He had done that. Seduced him and destroyed most of the lower half of his body with his own. Loki finally smiled, remembering how satisfying it had felt to hear the screams echoing through those castle corridors.

"How much longer?" Thanos demanded, pulling the god from his fantasies. Loki swallowed thickly. It was getting harder to breathe with all the walking they were doing. His body was still recovering from its previous injuries.

"A while." he answered hoarsely. The other man grunted.

"I hope you are telling me the truth Loki. For I will not grant you a quick death as the Other probably will. He will not care how we dispose of you. Just as long as he gets what he wants. I on the other hand do care. Aren't you so lucky." He chuckled at that last thought. Loki kept walking, hands clamped around his vambraces to keep them from shaking.

Thor shifted a fallen wall from his back and tried to rise as silently as he could.

"Stay down little god. Your bastard nest mate's life may depend on it." a voice crooned over to his left. His head was pounding and his whole body hurt. His eyes snapped open when he remembered where he was; what was happening. He shifted his head.

"Why must you do this? What will you gain? A few more worlds to conquer; a larger burden to shoulder once you have them?" he asked. His throat hurt from all the yelling he had done earlier and it was hard for him to speak but he continued. "How do you-" "Be quiet! Or I may just cut your tongue out and..." He trailed off for a moment, as if listening to an unheard voice.

"What do you from us? Has Loki not already given you what you desire?" he asked quietly. The Other growled at him. "Your bastard brother is a liar and a trickster. Of course I have not gotten what I want from him. But that changes today." He smiled cruelly, eyes glittering darkly. Thor glared up at him.

"Loki has always been a liar. He has always connived to get his way. It is his nature. You cannot change a soul once it has been set on what it wishes to become."

The god turned his head, searching for his fellow fighters. Tony had gotten trapped under a gold pillar that had fallen lose. He was attempting to roll it off of his suit, slowly succeeding. The Other eyed him occasionally as he paced back and forth.

There were about a hundred Chitauri soldiers surrounding Bruce. They formed a tight ring around him, but made no move to get any closer.

Steve only had twenty or so guards around him, a few holding him down as he struggled.

"I demand that you release me this instant. I am a citizen of Earth which you know to be called Midgard and in extension of that, the United States of America. I have rights-" Tony rolled his eyes. He paused his efforts to glare at the man.

"Shut the fuck up Steve! These people don't give a shit about good ol' U. S. of A. This is Asgard. They don't give a flying fuck about the Constitution, much less know what it is." He grunted, rolling the pillar another inch.

The Other approached him and placed his foot on the pillar. Tony cursed as he pushed it back all the five inches he had moved it originally.

"What the fuck man! Do you not care that this golden phallus is crushing my suit?" he asked. The Other shrugged.

"Not particularly."

Fury glared at the screen. "Try it again dammit." he commanded. The S.H.I.E.L.D. agent nodded and started accessing the radio stations again. He turned to Natasha.

"I'm going to ask you this again Romanov. Do you have any idea where Banner, Rogers or Stark might have gone?" he asked her. "No sir. I haven't been in contact with anyone after Manhattan except Barton." she answered truthfully.

"Stark had invited us to shwarma after the fight." she continued. "That was the last time either Barton or I had seen any of them. At least I can say that for myself. I don't control what Barton does or who he sees. Maybe you should question him." she suggested. Fury snorted.

"I did. He said he didn't care where Stark had gone. And he said he'd hoped Thor took real good care of Loki for him or he'd have to kill the sneaky bastard himself. His exact words." Natasha shook her head. She didn't think she would ever understand what kind of mental torment Clint had endured while he was under Loki's control.

"May I ask why you're looking for them sir?" she asked. He raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms over his chest. "That's classified information Romanov, in which your level of clearance does not entitle you access to." She nodded, figuring as much.

"In that case may I go?" He nodded. "Just stay in contact. Your skills may be needed."

It was nearing three hours now and they still hadn't reached their destination yet.

"You know, I have the feeling that I should just kill you now and return to the Other and tell him that you lied to us. He would understand." Loki struggled to keep his breathing even. "It is not much farther now." the god told him.

He knew that without him, Thanos wouldn't be able to find his way back out again. And no one would ever find him either. None of the living royal family, nor anyone else even knew of the existence of these tunnels. It had died with Odin's father, Bor and the rest of the family that had come before them. But he couldn't do that; leave him down here.

If he did, then any hope of the children's survival was gone. That was who he was doing this for. No one else. After this was over, he didn't care what happened. Asgard could burn to the ground for all he cared.

Before he realized where he was and whether he had somehow missed a turn, he found himself face to face with a wall.

"What is this?" Thanos demanded. "You lying bastard! You have-" Loki sighed. "It is not a trap." Loki forced out hurriedly. "This wall is just a precaution to protect what lies inside."

Loki held out his palm, which Thanos looked at incredulously. "I cannot open it with magic as would be my usual way of preference. I do not have enough magic for some reason. The only other option is a blood sacrifice. And since I have not been granted so much as a shard of glass, you shall have to do it since I will not be able to do it properly. Unless you give me a knife and let me do it myself." he explained.

Thanos smiled as he conjured a small blade. Loki took a step back as he approached menacingly. Loki stopped when his back pressed flat against the wall and Thanos pressed the tip of the blade against his throat.

"I could slit your throat and just use your blood to get in." Loki stared up at him unblinking.

"You could." the god whispered. "You want to. I can see it in your eyes. You despise me for what I did." The god looked down at the metal limb and grinned. "But once you had the Tessaract, you would also die down here. These tunnels twist and turn.

"Some lead nowhere. Some lead to horrors beyond the imaginings of your sick and twisted mind. And some are portals. They could lead to peaceful worlds. Most don't. I'd give you about a day before you'd probably started to panic. Maybe two. Less places for your blood to travel means it will return to your brain faster."

He watched with relief as Thanos' lip curled and he felt a sharp pain slice into his palm. The blood flowed slow and thick, clotted with the black poison that continued to plague his body.

He pressed the bleeding cut to the hidden crevice in the wall, praying that it would be accepted despite its tainted nature. To his relief, the barrier drew back revealing a dark room. He walked over to the wall and felt around for the loose block he needed. He removed it, revealing a glowing blue hole inside. He removed the cube and replaced the block, once again hiding the treasures he had collected over the centuries.

Thanos watched him closely as he came back, eying the Tessaract hungrily. He snatched it from Loki, rubbing it covetously. He then glared at the god behind him.

"Alright then. Maybe I won't kill you todya. Now lead me out of here."