The updating thing is once in a blue moon. I'm just too busy with school and I might not be able to update, so have this chapter until the next time.

A/N: OMG! I got so many follows and favorites in a small span of time! I wanted to thank you all so much, and since I have nothing better to do, have another chapter. Jk, I have this Seed lab report due soon and it's already seven pages of pure info. Help.

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Warning: Chapters will be long, so get comfortable and get some food. Tony curses a lot.

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"Jesus fucking christ," Tony exclaimed, being the first one to speak out of everyone in the room. "I didn't expect it to be that bad. But lord, I think I just witnessed a murder." He was obviously being sarcastic, but there was no humor in his voice. "I wasn't the only one right?"

Tony was speaking for everyone. They were all shocked and sickened that Loki was now killing people, face-to-face, but at least he wasn't killing hundreds without batting an eye at least. Everyone watched silently as Tony hurriedly clicked out of the video, hoping to exit out of the tab. Unfortunately for him, and all of them, more videos appeared. And they looked sickly similar to the one they'd watched.

There was an even more deafening silence and Thor squaked. Was it possible for a god to look so stricken?

"There are more. Jesus. This was what Fury was hiding. I knew he was hiding something. That good for nothing one-eyed sonuvabitch."

Thor was gaping. "I cannot believe this," he exclaimed and looked around the room as if someone was going to jump out and say 'gotcha!' "That cannot be Loki. It cannot be."

Clint stood up so quickly the world spun. "Stop defending him, Thor. Just stop. He's a killer and you know it. We all know it. And this is just more proof that he's crazy." He felt nauseous and shaky, though he didn't know why. He used to kill people too.

Thor didn't say anything, keeping to himself before he spoke. "He wasn't always mad," he said softly. "Before his fall, he was better. He was quiet and kept to himself."

Clint scoffed. "As if that matters."

Natasha was adding things together. She was trying to, but not all was making sense. Falling . . . falling from where? The throne? He had been on the throne for a short amount of time hadn't he? And, well, he had disappeared after that. . . but where had he been for all that time? Suddenly disappearing off the face of the universe, coming back suddenly . . . and why did he come back so angry, if he hadn't been in the past?

Bruce was just replaying the footage, skipping the gruesome parts of course. He was taking notes on Loki's physical appearance and of the area. (As if that would help )

Natasha sat down on a nearby chair. "Thor you need to tell us everything about Loki. Why would he be doing this? Why would he escape Asgard, come here to Earth and kill bad people?" She paused, tapping her chin. "Thor, you need to start from the beginning. Maybe it'll explain why he's doing this."

"It's real simple," Clint cut in coldly, before Thor could even think of all the things that Loki had done for him in the past. "He thinks that by killing the bad people, it'll make him a good person. Only, he's dead wrong."

"Oh boy," Tony said, clearly uncomfortable. He was pacing around, letting Bruce take over and Bruce was taking it pretty well. No one asked why though. "Now I'm pretty sure he's insane. I thought that attack on New York CIty was because he was jealous and wanted something to control, but, oh boy."

Thor stood up too, taking a defensive stance, which he was. Because Tony and Clint were talking about his brother. "Before he fell," he said quickly before he could forget, "Loki used to play mere tricks and jokes on people who hurt him. He would never kill. Never. This person must've done something unimaginable to him. Something that insulted him beyond, or threatened. It is possible."

"Shut up Thor," Clint snapped, the gears working in his head, thinking oh god, he's going to come for me too. "These people are just random people. They had no correlation to him, and they haven't hurt him personally. He has no reason to kill them, even if they are bad. They should be locked up in jail."

"Sorry, Thor, but I think Clint's right on this one," Tony pointed out. "Think about it."

Thor nodded, despite the queasy feeling in his stomach telling him that something was wrong with Loki. "Yes . . . I suppose that it may be true, but we cannot be certain if these people did not hurt his reputation or he himself . . . " he paused. "We must find him immediately," he said abruptly. "Then we can ask more questions."

Natasha coughed. "Alright then, Thor. Start from the beginning."

Thor leaned against a wall, eyeing the forgotten Mjolnir from across the room. "A long time ago," he began, gathering everyone's attention, even Bruce's, "before even the parents of your parents were even a thought, there was a war. The Battle of Jotunheim; where Asgardians and Jotun's fought each other."

Everyone in the room nodded, because they knew that there had been some type of war before Thor was born, and so they continued to listen as Thor continued, looking somewhat thoughtful and sad.

"In the end, we, the Asgardians won, but it was at a great cost. Yet, amidst all the death and chaos and destruction, Odin, my father, found a baby. Abandoned, and alone and blue; it was a Jotun spawn . . . And there during all that pain, was where my father first met Loki."

Gabriel, who had already done enough killings for the week, and was now in search of more people to kill (who had sinned greatly of course, because he didn't smite the innocents), was now bored. Yeah, he'd had his fun, but he was sad now. Sad how the humans killed each other over stupid and trivial wants and needs and for desires. But he was mostly bored because he had nothing else to do except for playing tricks on some robbers, who unfortunately were horrible at trying to rob a store. It was a pity actually. At least Loki had had some skills. Not to mention his army. He'd also had the brains to plan and plot any attack.

People were stupid. The Avengers were stupid. Especially Thor.

Well, anyways, the good-for-nothing robbers were arrested quickly, and so, Gabriel was left frowning, perched invisibly on a tree. He stopped licking his chocolate ice cream, now finding it just sticky and simply he tossed it aside. But before it splattered on the ground, he snapped his fingers, making it disappear so that no mess would be made.

Gabriel sighed and climbed the tree. He just wanted someone to talk to. Gabriel couldn't talk to Loki, because Loki was gone . . . but he could visit him thought, if he really wanted to . . .

Nahhhhh. A vacation was calling, and Gabriel could feel it. I deserve a break, he thought to himself, because, come on, no one's been putting all these asshats in jail.

And it was true, that the police and the investigators and anyone that had anything to do with law, were starting to slack. And Gabriel, even though he took his vacations from time to time, was not one to slack. Yeah, he'd disappeared from heaven for a long, long time, but at least he'd been doing his job. Which was defending his Father's name and smiting/killing the wicked.

So, after pondering where he wanted to go at the moment, Gabriel whisked himself off the United States and found himself on a nice shaded beach. Puerto Rico, he thought to himself. Perfecto.

Fury was already having a crappy day. All he wanted to do was to go to his office and maybe sign some papers, because it was better than having to listen to Agents complain that the AC wasn't working. But that didn't happen of course, because the Avengers decided that an emergency meeting was obviously convenient at the exact moment that he wanted a break. Not only was that bad, but if the Avengers themselves called a meeting (and not Fury) well, it meant bad news.

And there was bad news indeed.

That was when Fury found out that all of the Avengers had all seen the footage, and he was not pleased. But at least now Tony was suspended from using the internet or any type of technology for a week. What Fury didn't know, was that Tony had his ways. After all, how had he managed to hack and find all those footages on Loki?

"So, all of you found out," Fury bit out distastefully. "So, I'll just also assume that you all looked at the footages?"

Bruce frowned and tapped his fingers on the table. "We only saw one, but we were able to imagine what the rest were like." Fury was staring at him and Bruce added quickly, "You know . . . the . . . the thumbnails."

Steve raised his hand. "They just told me about it," he said quickly. "I wasn't there when they pulled it up. I just walked in, told them I'd been debriefed, which I was, and then I walked right out."

Everyone was confused, and horrified by Loki. Even Steve, who hadn't even watched the thing in person. Just by hearing it, (in detail of course, because Tony was a dick) he felt sick to his stomach, despite the fact that he'd seen some things in his life that were nothing compared to what Loki was doing. If Natasha was disgusted, she definitely wasn't showing it,

But Clint was showing that he despised Loki even more, by subtly hinting torture methods for answers. Saying "How about I electrocute him?" and "How about Thor hits him with his hammer?" and other things that hinted pain. To which, Thor was oblivious to because he didn't really get sarcasm. He also wasn't there when Clint was trying to get Fury to go along with his ideas.

Anyways.

Tony was pacing around the room. He didn't know how to express what he was feeling. Screaming at Fury, or calmly talking to Fury? He chose the later.

"You wanted us to go in and try to capture Loki without telling us that he was on a murdering spree? What the hell's wrong with you? We could've gotten killed!" He was waving his arms dramatically. "Killed! And then who else would've defended the city?!"

"Loki is alone," Fury said blankly. "He didn't kill you last time and he was with the Chitauri."

Tony threw his hands up, this time they just stood still in the air. "So what? It doesn't matter! You saw the way he killed those people! He's crazy and if he saw that we were trying to capture him, he might've killed us all in one shot!"

Fury only snorted. "Please," he waved his hand in dismissal, "even without your suit, you would have at least gone down fighting, and beating up some strong guys."

Thor nodded thoughtfully, agreeing with Tony's comment. "Have you not heard Director Fury? Loki has the ability to stop time itself. The last I knew of Loki, he could not stop time. He could only do mere tricks."

"And the last you knew of Loki, he couldn't wage war and try to take over the world," Clint snapped. "People change Thor. I changed, Natasha changed, you changed, Loki changed. Everyone changes. Especially people who have been harboring feelings of hate every since the beginning." He shot a look to Natasha. "But, again. People can change . . . "

Tony rubbed the bridge of his nose. "I don't think I can do this anymore," he was mumbling to himself. "I want to quit . . . I want to take a vacation too."

Steve was just keeping quiet, eyeing Natasha to see if she would say anything. "If he can stop time," Steve said, "then he must be getting his power from somewhere, other than the Tesseract."

Fury's eyes narrowed. "We have the Tesseract locked down. But I've heard rumors that there are more like it." He looked at Thor, who nodded tensely.

"He can stop time." Thor emphasized again, but it was a weak argument. He didn't expect people to really believe him. Loki, stopping time? Yeah he can (or try to) take over New York City, he can torture and kill criminals for information. He's a maniac for sure who uses his powers and magic to maim and play horrible illusions. But stopping time? I think not.

Natasha sat up in her chair, noticing Fury's unimpressed look "Sorry Fury, but Thor is right. He told the prisoners he could stop time. That man was reported missing for only three hours when he didn't appear to his parole officer, but those scars? They looked like they were old . . . And the same with the other victims. We need to find him quickly, before he does something bad with this apparent new ability."

Fury shook his head and walked to his desk. "We can't do that romanoff." He looked at everyone, annoyed and irritated. And then, he looked hesitant, stopping himself for a mere second, but he finally said, "Loki has gone off our radar. We were watching him, and now he disappeared." He glanced at Thor. "Just like you said."

Thor sighed. "Did he just vanish? Did he leave destruction in his path? A bright white light?"

Fury didn't say anything, but he noticed the detail. "Is that what Loki did? Vanished and leaving trails? I thought you said he just vanished into thin air."

"The cell itself was untouched." Thor stopped himself, trying to remember the way the outside of the cell had crumbled. "But before Loki disappeared the ground shook with so much force. And when Loki disappeared, there was this white blinding light."

"Well, the last time we saw him, he was in California. And there was an earthquake," Fury said. "But there are always earthquakes in California."

Thor glanced out the window and caught Tony's grim expression in the reflection of the glass. "When was the last time you saw of him?"

Fury stared at Thor, before slowly saying, "Exactly twelve hours and fifteen minutes ago. And counting of course."

Natasha decided that moment to cut in. "I have an idea. With the information Thor gave us on Loki's background, I have a solid lead that may help us in capturing him."

Fury sighed. "Well, let's listen to it."

"Thor, you said that Loki used to follow you like a shadow." Natasha waited for Thor's nod and she continued. "And even during the attack, he wouldn't deliberately hurt you. Now, since Loki is the master of deceiving and lies, he's probably lying to himself too. He cares about Thor, but refuses to accept it."

Fury tapped the window pane. "What's your point agent?"

Natasha kept her face still. "I was thinking, maybe we can make a trap." She pointed at Thor. "And you know, the trap has to involve using Thor."

Thor nodded. "It could work. Loki in the past, even though claiming to despise me, has shown affection."

Clint groaned. "Do you actually think he's going to buy this? He has obviously shown that he hates Thor, and us." He pointed at Bruce. "That last time he saw Bruce, the Big guy was beating him on the ground. I don't think it'll work." Clint looked up at the ceiling. "During that time I was controlled, I was part of him." He shuddered, remembering parts and smudges of Loki's memories. "He's not stupid, he's smart and he might see through the plan."

Natasha stared at him. "It will work," she said confidently. "We make it seem like Thor is in the hands of the most evil people possible. And even though he's a god, he can still get hurt."

Bruce was nodding. "Yeah, it would make sense. Using Thor, making it seem like he's in actual distress, and Loki might come."

Tony merely shrugged. "I don't want any part of this. It's time I called in for my vacation week." He spun around. "I'm going to called Pepper-"

"Stark," Fury barked, "You are going whether you want to or not. With your suit and everyone else's ability, we'll capture him for sure."

"So, the plan is to pretend that Thor was captured by this evil organization?" Steve asked.

"That's right," Natasha said. "And we can't tell anyone," she looked at Fury, "because if we do, it won't be believable. When they start streaming it on the news, it has to seem like everyone is worried and in grief. Someone might slip up or something. So only we will know."

Fury sighed. "Okay," he said and waved his hand aimlessly. "I'm going to contact some of my . . . associates and set up something."

Steve frowned. "What?"

"I can set up something," Fury repeated. "It might be a lot of money, but if it will bring in Loki, so be it."

Tony sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Man, and I was planning on going to Puerto Rico this weekend."

And so, the plan went out. Thor had expressed his worries to Natasha, saying that he didn't want Jane to worry over his apparent kidnapping. He hadn't wanted anyone to worry when he thought about it. (He was pretty convinced that Heimdall would start asking questions too.) And after confiding into him that everything was going to be okay, he went on with the plan, Thor had reluctantly agreed and did what he needed to do.

Two days after that, there was a meeting, or a conference with the Avengers, the news and the City officials. Thor spoke out, saying to the news outlet and everyone watching, that he would be taking a break and spending time here, "on Midgard eating poptarts and spending time with lovely Jane" as he put it.

The media had been all over, excited that he was back and that he was spending time with his lover. But only after a week, Fury had found someone to do the job, and all the excitement turned into dread and worry.

. . .

"They came out of nowhere," Jane said teary eyed, partially from what had happened to Thor and partially from all the bright lights that were burning into her eyes. She was sitting down on a sofa, explaining what she had gone through. "I was resting, or trying to rest when they came. It was dark and I didn't' know what was happening, so I hid. Thor could take care of himself, I thought. But then I heard grunting and skin contacting with other skin, and then there was silence."

She paused and wiped her cheek. Everyone was eagerly waiting, reporters on the edge of their seats, the Avengers peeling an ear too, pretending to be interested, and the people, biting their nails thinking the worst.

"I went to check on Thor after it had all happened, but there was blood and he was gone."

The news that Thor had been kidnapped, spread like a wildfire. Soon, everyone was talking about it, and the Avengers made sure that they were also talking about it, most importantly taking action. Like pretending to be out and searching, while in reality they rented out whole bars and threatened the managers that if any of this ever came out, they would nuke them. (It was Tony who said that, always threatening the managers when they asked. However, Bruce and Steve would start off by saying that it had been a tough week. But when Natasha and Clint, who hadn't even needed to say anything, nodded to Tony's threat, those managers kept their mouths shut.)

Fury had worked out that every two days, the 'kidnappers' would release a video of Thor being tortured. For the first week and a day, three videos were released. All saying the same thing. If Thor was gone, one of the most mightiest in the Avengers, then who would stop the evil?

Fury was impressed with the acting, and even called Thor to make sure he was actually okay. And when Thor answered and reassured everyone that he was okay, even with an unhappy tone in his voice, everyone could tell he was still hoping for Loki.

Oh, and the evil guys also wanted the files to Tony Stark's missile plans, even though Tony claimed to have none. Fury was going to have to look into that.

And far away, in the glorious island of Puerto Rico, an Archangel stirred.

Gabriel had been having an amazing day. He was working a nice tan on his new glorious body of a vessel and chatting up with some ladies. Sipping on his Pina Colada, and munching on some chocolates was living the life.

"So Lauren," Gabriel began and spread his arms when he saw one of his people (NO not an Archangel or angel, just a person). "What news to ya have for me?" Gabriel began. "Anything new in America? I haven't been catching up with the news."

Lauren -one of Gabriel's associates (who didn't know he was in the body of Loki, but she knew that he had powers)- nodded glumly. "News. Bad news," she said in English. "A hero has been kidnapped. It has been a week since his disappearance."

Gabriel yawned, and ran a hand through his brown hair. (He was still in the form of Loki, but he didn't like Loki's long or pitch black hair. Thus the haircut and change in color. Sorry Loki.)

"Oh okay," he said. "Who is it? One of the government officials? Never mind, those guys aren't heroes. Oh! Maybe a fireman who saved a dog? Now that's what I call a hero."

Lauren shifted, her eyes glancing at the tv. "An Avenger."

"Ohhhhhh. So it's one of those snobby kids." Gabriel waved a hand in the air and made his glass refill. "Don't really like them. I hope it's Tony. Now that guy needs to be put in his place. He's annoying."

"It is the God of Thunder," Lauren said, her face serious. "Bad people are torturing him."

Gabriel's eyes widened. He was spluttering. "W-what? Lauren! Why didn't you tell me about this?" He leaped up from his chair and ran across the open room he was in. "Loki's going to kill me if he finds out I let his brother be tortured for a week! Not that he could actually kill me, but still!"

Lauren rolled her eyes. "I told you. Word only got out recently. There are three recordings. One every two days." She closed her eyes. "The next one is tomorrow."

It maybe took Gabriel two seconds to go through all the recordings, all the news and fundings about Thor, but once he was done, a loud sigh erupted from him. And with an amused tone to his voice, he snickered. "Thor, Thor, Thor. Man. Lauren, he needs to have better acting skills." He turned to face Lauren. "Don't you notice it? There's this gleam in his eyes, and I'm pretty sure the 'blood' is just red dyed body language is so obvious."

Lauren raised an eyebrow. "What are you talking about?"

Gabriel just stared at her for a second wishing that humans would stop being so dull and pay attention to the details, but instead he waved her off. "Nah, nevermind. I think I'm going to cut my vacation a little short."

He was thinking, that if the Avengers went out to the lengths of pretending for Thor to get kidnapped just to find loki, well, Gabriel would just need to tell them the truth. It was getting annoying. The fact that they were wasting all these resources to find 'Loki' when they should be hunting down evil and killing it, just like he did. Gabriel tapped his chin and looked out the window, a feeling of nostalgia creeping up his throat as he remembered the times he spent with his brothers.

"Hmmmm," Gabriel mumbled. "Interesting."

He walked into his room's closet, and in a second, he was right back out. Wearing completely different attire to one second before. A pair of sweatpants and a tight t-shirt, adorning his body, because hey, his vessel did have some pretty good looking abs.

Lauren was staring at him. "Will you be back?" she asked, pretending not to noticed the abs. Gabriel smiled and stretched and Lauren's eyes darted away.

"Maybe one day," Gabriel called out cheekily as walked out and onto the beach. "Maybe one day."

Then he was just gone, and Lauren the only one left in the room. She was left wondering how on earth one could gain such beautiful abs and while thinking about it, she almost teared up.

Because goddamn, that person was beautiful .

It only took three more days for Gabriel to appear and make it seem that he was oblivious when he was found by a whole team of armored agents. Not only that, but they had surrounded him. It wasn't like he could have just zapped his way and killed every single one of Thor's captors. He was a busy man -angel. Whatever.

Anyways.

He'd been busy of course, killing some very bad people. (Smiting was the better term). And just before he let himself be taken in, he decided that if he left a survivor, it would be good . . . but it wasn't really good that they could barely stand up, but hey, a survivor was a survivor., He left a survivor. That was a first.

"Okay Thomas," Gabriel sing-songed. "Remember what I told you?"

Thomas trembled, but he nodded. "Yes, tell them that you will be coming to get Thor."

"Perfect! That's all you have to do. And when you do it successfully, I'll set you free."

Thomas gulped. "Yes," was all he said.

Gabriel knew what he was thinking, the 'They won't believe me.' and the 'I think you're still Loki,' and the 'I'm pretty sure I'll be thrown in jail when the Avengers see me,' but he ignored it. And he whisked Thomas (who had kidnapped and raped two teenagers) in front of the Avengers tower. He watched as Thomas practically jumped at the sudden change of scenery and hesitantly did a full 360 spin, before he walked inside the building.

Now all Gabriel had to do was wait and hope his 'plan' went south.

"That is total BS. I'm calling it. Total BS, that's definitely Loki."

Clint sighed. "And why would he leave a rapist/kidnapper alive? Didn't used to kill anyone who'd committed a great, well, sin? Should've he have kill him? It makes no sense. I feel like we are falling into a trap." Then he turned to Tony. "If not, then you're just plain dumb."

Tony froze. "I'm a genius," he said in a calm voice.

"The reason he let him live was because he wanted to spread the word. That's he's strong and getting stronger," Steve said unsurely.

"Then why did he come here?" Clint asked. "Because that can't be him."

"Of course it it! Can't you tell?" Tony was flailing his arms, just because he could. "I can tell! I'm the one was launched out a window!"

Clint simply scowled.

Natasha and everyone in the room, minus Thor was staring at the surveillance cameras. Someone, or as Tony thought, 'Loki', had been seen the building waving at cameras before turning into an alley and disappearing.

Steve was shaking his head. "I don't think so Tony."

"Of course it was Loki! Look at that stature! The similar tallness! The nerves and the audacity to get so close to my tower and leave unscathed! I looked all over, any nearby cameras, but there was no sign of the same guy anywhere."

Bruce didn't say anything for a whole, fighting the urge to tell Tony that tallness wasn't a a word. He kept quiet until he thought of something useful. "Well, Loki does have enough power and according to Thor, he could manipulate his appearance. So maybe he changed his features a bit and it made him not seem like the real Loki." Then he swiftly added, "and it might explain why his face is blurred too."

"It might be so," Steve said. "But that wouldn't make sense. Unless he's spying on us."

"Trap," Clint called out. "It's a trap or Tony's dumb."

Tony was seething as Natasha moved her head to the side. "Thomas Greevy did say that Loki let him go. And that he might be going to get Thor soon. So, it makes sense. And he did just appear out of nowhere too."

"Ha!" Tony bit out. "See? At least Natasha believes me."

"I didn't deliberately say I believed you," Natasha said blankly, but she was holding a smile on the inside.

And when Bruce didn't have anything else to say or point out, he got back to his own work and tried to ignore the way Tony tapped nervously onto the table.

Fury, who had held his tongue the whole time Loki appearance had been noted, spoke. "Well I'm going to get my agents ready. Stark, Romanoff, Barton, Steve," he shot a look a Bruce and Bruce knew that he had to stay for safety measures. "I'm going to be meeting you where Thor is located."

"Sir," Steve said, "if I may, I want to know what we're going to do when we see him."

Fury was pacing, getting ready to call the ones who had Thor. "I think I'm going to talk to Thor, ask him if he can get to this . . . Heimdall and get one of those cuffs that seals Loki's powers."

Natasha was near the door. "We should call him right now. Tell him to go somewhere else so that no one can get suspicious of the beam of energy."

"Won't that NOT work? Loki escaped prison last time when he was hurt and battered." Tony was grimacing. "What makes you think that he won't be able to do that: escape? He's stronger now and it's going to be as easily as breathing."

Fury's voice remained neutral, but there was this sharpness to it. "Well, we'll see when it comes to it,"

And then the discussion was over.

Thor got those cuffs just in the nick of time, and when Loki appeared in the abandoned warehouse (ew, so cliched, really Loki?) he was ready for anything.

'You're in position Thor,' Fury said through the intercom in his ear. 'Go for it.'

Thor was hiding behind a wall, turning every now and then. 'Wait a second Director, we need to wait until he is distracted,' was Thors response. He and almost everyone in the room, was watching Loki. He was just reading, and standing there. Apparently waiting for the evil-doers to come out and release Thor. The evil-doers and Loki had agreed on meeting up at six pm, but Loki was always early. And so there he was.

Thors intercom crackled. 'What do you mean wait until he's distracted Thor? He's been in the same position for ten minutes.'

'Yeah, thats right,' Clint cut in. 'I call first shot if he doesn't cooperate.'

Thor was about to rasp out that no one was going to touch his brother, but Fury cut in.

'I'm sorry Thor,' he said, 'but this is protocol. He doesn't cooperate, we have to use force. And if we find that heś a threat, we have to take action.'

And then it happened.

Thor moved an inch and- he accidentally knocked over a wrench, which (he was 100% sure) had been right across from him. It made him freeze and curse at himself. But the sound pierced over the deathly silence, echoing all throughout the large space, causing goosebumps to appear on everyone's skin. They all watched as Loki stopped reading, a confused look spreading across his face. They all watched as he slowly looked up, closed his book and lay it down beside him. They all watched him stand up (Clint and about thirty other agents were getting ready to shoot) and then he spoke.

"Is that Thor? Well, come out evil doers or I shall smite you." He laughed darkly. "Thor, I know it's you. We need to talk. " Loki's voice sounded amused. "Come out, come out wherever you are."

Fury's voice rang out. "GO!"

That was when seventy agents, all armed with guns and explosives and everything to make sure Loki wouldn't escape, jumped out. They shot at him with something . . . which rendered him paralyzed (? Thor and the rest of the Avengers wondered if the substance was made from the Tesseract), and with one swift and fast movement Thor (somehow?) managed to snap the magic restrained cuffs on Loki.

Mission success.

Reviews are welcome and encouraged. ;) And I hoped you all enjoyed. Maybe I'll make five chapters in total, and if i have more to write or things to think of, I'll make more.

EXTRA:

Gabriel put on his best performance and slapped a horrified look on his face to make it seem like he couldn't move. Much less use his powers when Thor slapped on the cuffs. So when he heard in whispers that the effects would wear off soon, he waited. He spun and snapped his fingers and scowled. And when everyone watched earnestly as the 'effects' faded, he inwardly sighed when he realized that everyone was too stupid to realize anything was wrong.

Oh well, at least he could mess with them.