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The Avengers: Tainted Love	By : ParadoxdelaPaladino Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Avengers, The Views: 6390 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Author’s Notes: Hello everyone! See, I told you I'd be back! Thanks to my betas: Paradise and AG!

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As if sensing his mood, any guard on Tony’s way casually stepped to the side and none dared to greet him. He was definitely in a fighting mood and one wrong look would most likely get a fist firmly implanted in their face.

He sharply turned a corner only smack into a solid body. Growling, he pushed back with his hands as his eyes darted upwards and locked onto Thor’s wide eyes.

“Man of – Tony – is everything well?”

Panic brought on by his earlier conversation with Fury caused Tony’s heart to skip a beat and his eyes frantically searched Thor’s. The fact that he wasn’t being pummeled into a bloody pulp for touching his brother let him know that Thor had yet to know the nature of his relationship with Loki. Anxiously he ran a clammy hand through his hair.

“Fine. Everything is fine.”

“Actually I was looking for you.”

Shit.

“I have tried to talk to my brother but he would not listen,” Thor sighed. “I was hoping that maybe since you have developed a bond with him maybe you could try to talk to him?”

“Well . . . I . . . about what?”

“I’m not certain. Perhaps you could convince him to abandon his plan of domination.”

“That’s asking a lot.”

“I know,” Thor put a reassuring hand on Tony’s shoulder. “I deeply apologize for asking this of you, but would you please try to talk with him?”

The trust Thor placed in him calmed his fury and Tony smiled reassuringly.

“I will see what I can do.”

~*~

The cement and iron-filled room echoed his every step. His heart continued to palpitate in his chest and his mind reeled with what he should say. Due to the secure nature of Loki’s confinement, there were no guards nearby and Tony was grateful for the privacy. He slowly walked towards the glass cage and saw that Loki was absent mindedly looking around as he stood near the glass.

As soon as Tony walked closer, green eyes darted to his and locked with a firm gaze. Tony’s mind tried to dissect that gaze and see if there was any warmth or resentment but all he saw was cold mistrust.
He walked until he was directly in front of Loki, the god’s eyes never leaving his own.

“Loki . . . I . . .”

Tony began fidgeting with his shirt unable to formulate a single coherent sentence. He moved his eyes away from Loki as he frantically searched his mind. When he looked up, Loki turned on his heel and briskly walked away. He sat at his desk and began rifling through papers.

“Hey don’t be like that!"

“Like what, Stark?”

Loki’s use of his formal name did not go unnoticed and suddenly any sympathy he had for the man vanished into bitterness.

“You’re blaming me, right? I would like to point out that you had me thrown into jail while I had nothing to do with this.”

“So that makes you innocent?”

“I’m so sick of your games!”

Tony’s shout caused Loki to twitch, but he remained seated.

“What is wrong with you? Can’t you just . . . I don’t know . . . react like a normal person for once! I mean, walking away from me when I’m just trying to talk to you? Can you be more childish?”

Standing within punching distance of the glass, Tony clenched his hands in anger. His shout bounced off the walls, but Loki made no movement. In defeat, he leaned backward onto a cement pillar, before allowing his body to slide down into a slump. A migraine threatened to form as his head throbbed and he moved his hands to massage his temples.

“After everything, you still act like I planned to thrown you in here. It’s like you’re perpetually stuck in a pity party for one and refuse to see anything else. Poor Loki!” Tony dramatically threw his hands in the air. “You should start a one man show about how everyone hates you. I’m sure Thor would see it and bring you flowers. Hell, I’ll buy you a damn theater!”

“Now who’s being childish?”

Tony paused in his theatrical display to see that Loki had walked up to the side of the glass. He instantly composed himself, brushing the dirt from his pants as he stood up.

The figure on the other side of the glass moved a lock of black hair from his ear, letting the rest of it frame his face. His smile was genuine and laughter shone in his viridian eyes. For a moment, Tony could only stare, transfixed by the image.

“Tongue turned to lead?”

“Oh, shut up,” he sighed with irritation at the small distance between them. The glass was at least a few inches thick. “I don’t know how, but I will get you out of here.”

He looked upward to distract himself from trying to claw through the glass.

“Tony.”

Hearing his name purred in such a delicate manner sent shivers down Tony’s spine. He looked back at Loki and his eyes focused on his lips. Without thinking he stood on his toes and kissed the glass between them before a blue current ran through his body.

Instinctively, Loki tried to reach for him, only to be shocked in return. Unlike Tony, Loki stayed conscious, although he was now panting on his knees. Meanwhile, Tony lay like a corpse on the metal grating.

From the darkness of the room, a pair of eyes watched the couple, disappearing into the shadows as soon as guards showed up to haul Tony away.

~*~

For the first time in weeks, Tony crawled into his soft bed, stretching languidly before curling into the fresh smelling sheets. A sigh of relief escaped his lips before he drifted off to sleep. Outside the breeze gently stirred the palm trees dotting his residence as the waves lazily lapped against the shore.

Jarvis had gone into hibernation mode while Pepper slept a few rooms down the hall. As soon as Tony had walked into his home, he was greeted by both Pepper’s slaps and her tears. For the second time in his life, she had worried that she would never see him again. Even as she shoved him angrily for making her worry, Tony held a smile on his face.

With the exception of Rhodey, Pepper was his closest friend and confidant; he would be a liar if he said he didn’t miss her, even with her strange way of showing affection. Over a bottle of scotch he had told her of everything that had happened over the past few weeks, leaving out the parts involving him and Loki.

After she had calmed down, she gave him one more hug before they both went upstairs to bed. Even though the bed felt empty, Tony enjoyed its familiar comfort and went to sleep with a renewed confidence that he would set things right after a good night’s sleep.

As the sun began its ascent into the scarlet sky, a deep rumble shook the ground followed closely by the sounds of metal being torn apart. Tony’s eyes bolted open.

‘Sir!”

His phone rang before another explosion shook the ground. The lights of the room turned on as the curtains on the windows zoomed open.

“Tony!”

Pepper’s frantic shout preceded her clamorous footsteps as she neared his door. His door was thrown open as Pepper emerged into the room, her hair a disheveled mess and her eyes flashing with anxiety.

“What’s going on?”

With one hand rubbing the sleep from his eyes, Tony fumbled his way through the sheets towards his phone which continued to ring unabated.

“Fury?”

“Stark! Head to base we’re under attack. We’ll be in the carrier.”

“The what?!”

Fury sighed from exasperation as gun shots echoed behind him.

“The room that’s holding Loki is on a ship. We have to take to the air.”

The connection cut off before Tony could ask more questions.

“Sir, please take a look.”

Tony turned towards the empty wall of his room just as the images of anxious reporters and frightened civilians appeared. He clutched his head as a feeling of déjà vu enveloped him.

“We’re under attack – again!?” Pepper asked as she turned to glare at Tony. “I thought you said Loki was being held in a cell!”

“He is. This was not his doing. I don’t have time to explain!”

Tony bolted from the bed, on edge and ready for a fight. Before he darted from the room, he enveloped Pepper in a hug. He pulled away as he looked into her eyes.

“As soon as I leave, have Jarvis put the compound on lock down, ok?”

Pepper nodded before Tony bolted from the room and down towards his lair.

~*~

For the past twenty minutes, Tony felt like he was being controlled by a trigger happy teenager. Every few seconds he had to dodge incoming shots and he was glad he had his morning cup of coffee. Hawkeye’s arrow missed him narrowly by a few inches.

“Hello! Friendly-fire, buddy!” Tony shouted into the frequency they all shared.

“Good morning, Princess! Nice of you to join us. I’m shooting anything robotic so beware!”

“Nice to know . . . asshole,” Tony whispered the last word as he zoomed past Hawkeye, who was, as usual, on top of a roof.

“Heard that.”

As he flew closer to base, he passed by the Hulk who was on a crushing rampage. Both cars and robots became scraps of trash. For a moment, he debated on whether he had time to stop by and antagonize the green giant but then decided against it when he remembered Loki was still trapped. As soon as the base was within reach, he flared his boosters to their maximum capacity.

~*~

Being trapped in the confines of the glass may have made him blind to the battle raging outside, but Loki was not deaf. Even in the center of S.H.I.E.L.D.’s fortified bastion, he could hear explosions as metal was torn as easily as paper. He paced around his cell anxiously, trying to come up with some plan of escape. Even though he had no magic, he felt could still inflict some damage. Anything was better than sitting in his jail cell waiting for his death sentence.

“You should have told me you were the main exhibit at the zoo!”

Emerald eyes flashed at the sound of the booming voice, darting around the room.

“Is it visiting hours?”

Doom appeared from a darkened corner and Loki noted his upgraded armor. He still wore his green cape and hood as well as his green tunic which was held together by a large metal belt. Instead of simple sleeves, he wore metallic gauntlets which began at his fingers and reached to his shoulders. He had the same metal covering his legs making him look like a hybrid of human and machine.

“Then again, what can I expect of the fallen Prince of Asgard? Everywhere you go; you seem to be in chains.”

Loki clenched his fists as he became even more aware of the collar around his neck and his vulnerable state.

As Doom walked towards the glass he produced the cube from underneath his tunic, enjoying the surprise in Loki’s eyes. He held it above his head as he admired the swirls of power waiting to be unleashed.

“Thank you for my gift. You really shouldn’t have.”

“What’s a trinket between friends?” Loki attempted a confident smirk even though a cool sweat had overtaken his body. With one final look at the object, Doom placed back into the confines of his tunic.

“After your explosive exit from Germany, I expected more from you. Then, again I suppose that collar around your neck is more than an ordinary accessory.”

“Why don’t you come in here and find out?” A malicious grin played on Loki’s lips. Despite the overwhelming odds, he yearned to rip off that mask and claw the tender flesh beneath. A spark of energy began surging at the tips of Doom’s fingers and Loki inwardly braced himself.

As Doom moved his hand towards the glass, an object zoomed and effectively knocked him to the side. Loki tensed before the object flashed by the glass and into the hand of its owner. An electrical current charged the hammer as Thor stared at the growling form on the ground.

“The god of thunder – I should have anticipated this!” As he rose to his feet, Doom moved his head to the side and emitted an audible crack. Before he could make another snide remark, the hammer zoomed towards Doom’s head and he moved to avoid the object as Thor lunged toward him, landing a punch to his jaw that sent him spiraling into a wall.

Positing himself between Loki and his enemy, Thor called his hammer which obediently flew towards him. A blast of energy shot from the crater in the wall and instinctively Thor moved to the side, only to watch the blast crack one of the pillars holding the glass cage. Blue eyes widened in alarm before Thor flew towards his enemy.

As soon as Thor reached Doom, he was blown backward by a shield of energy. Using the precious moments that Thor lay on the ground, Doom sent a few more blasts towards the floor of Loki’s holding cell. Before he could finish his work, a bolt of lightning brought him to his knees. Cursing, Doom summoned a chain made from his energy and threw it towards the charging god. The chain struck Thor’s hand, knocking the hammer away, before snaking around his neck in a tight hold.

The ground beneath Loki’s cage began to crack from the weight. Hearing the ominous sound, Thor struggled to his feet and attempted to wrestle the chain from his neck. Doom tugged the glowing shackle towards him and as soon as Thor was in his proximity, he brutally attacked him. His punches caused blood to spurt from Thor’s mouth as the chain tightened its grip around his throat, cutting off oxygen.

Despite the fact that his glass confinement had tilted towards a dangerous angle, Loki lunged towards the glass and viciously attacked it with his fist in an attempt to break it open, only to be brought to his knees by the electric current.

Doom’s eyes shined at the unexpected reaction before he swung the chain around like a bola and threw Thor into another wall, shattering it on impact. Instead of finishing him off, Doom turned back to Loki and aimed a few more well-placed blasts. The floor underneath the glass cage began to crumble from the weight and Loki knew he only had a few more minutes before the ground beneath him broke.

Even with the impending danger, Loki made another attempt at lunging at the glass, his body growing more accustomed to the shock. At the command of Thor’s fingers, the hammer rose from the ground and hurled itself towards Doom. The impact caused Doom to release his hold on the chain and Thor fell to his knees as he sucked in oxygen.

While Thor was preoccupied with breathing, Doom sent a final energy blast that disintegrated the ground below Loki resigning him and the cage to gravity. Seeing his brother disappear from view, Thor took to the air. Before he could go through the crater in the ground, Doom produced another chain that wrapped around Thor like a python before bringing him to the ground with a thud.

~*~
With thunder looming above him, Tony desperately flew through the endless sea of doombots, eagerly scanning the sky for any sign of the hellicarrier. He had lost contact with Fury and without anyone able to give him directions he was lost as his eyes scanned the area. A few miles ahead he saw a glimmering object rapidly descending towards the cliffs below.

Using the full force of his boosters he zoomed towards the object, recognizing the glass cage with a tumbling figure inside. Panic overtook him; he knew the limits of his suit and catching the cage would be beyond his ability. As he flew closer he aimed a palm towards the glass as he adjusted the strength of the blast.

Time was not on his side and he inwardly prayed to any god that would listen as he released a blast that shattered the glass. He descended in a nosedive and caught Loki around the waist before hovering to a stop in the air.

The god clutched to the suit, his breathing ragged and his eyes wide in surprise, clearly expecting to crash into the cliffs below. Tony let his visor slide upward despite the strong winds around him as he clutched Loki to his chest. Fear laced emerald eyes as they turned to gaze at Tony.

“Tony, you must leave this place! Doom will come after me.”

“Where should we go?”

“You don’t understand,” Loki wheezed as he fought to catch his breath. “Wherever I am is not safe.”

“I’m not leaving you here!”

“There is no other choice!”

Even though he knew Loki was right, Tony was reluctant to leave him behind at the mercy of an unstoppable force like Doom. His mind reeled with possibilities as he weighed his options. With an army and the cube at his disposal, Doom had the power to obliterate the Earth. Despite the fact that the Avengers were all formidable fighters, Tony knew they would be unable to stop him. The others were barely holding off his army and there was no telling what chaos Doom would cause now that he had the tesseract.

Reacting without much thought for the consequences, Tony reached towards Loki’s collar and with a flick of his wrist, snapped it off.

The body in his arms began to spasm as Loki’s head lolled around. He no longer had the concept of what was up and down as his vision blurred. The contents of his stomach attempted to force themselves upward and his body temperature shifted from cold to hot and back again in mere seconds.
Having never dealt with a magical collar, Tony helplessly clutched Loki to his chest as inhuman fingernails attempted to dig themselves between the spaces in his armor. After a few more wailing cries, the form in his embrace lost all vitality and became a heavy weight. When Loki didn’t stir, Tony gently shook him, saying his name. When he got no response, Tony’s calm voice turned into an angry shout.

“What?” Loki groaned as he lazily brought his head to rest on Tony’s shoulder. With slow and even breaths, Tony stilled his pounding heart rate, allowing Loki to nuzzle his neck.

“Mmm, I can smell your aftershave . . .”

Loki’s giggling reignited the panic in Tony and he began shaking the god.

“What? WHAT?!”

A flash of anger darted across emerald eyes as they glared at Tony. A gust of wind scraped across Loki’s bare neck and his eyes widened with a sudden realization. Slowly, he brought a hand to lightly touch his throat before bringing his fingers in front of his face. Within moments, a crackle of green enveloped the hand as Loki turned his palm around.

“You – you removed it?” Loki turned to gaze at Tony with disbelief.

“Now’s your chance to escape. With your magic back maybe Doom will retreat.”

Loki stared dumfounded at Tony before placing a hand gently to his cheek.

“I will return. I won’t abandon you.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

Tony felt familiar warm lips claim his own before Loki vanished like a mist.

~*~

A deafening roar echoed from the floating fortress above as Doom watched his nemesis disappear. He whipped around towards Thor with the intent of at least killing one of the Asgardian Princes. As he tightened the coil of energy around Thor, a doombot landed near him. He turned briefly to bark an order before his metallic likeness reached into his tunic and pulled out the glowing cube.

The action caught him off guard and just as he was about to shout at his slave with indignation, the doombot shimmered with green before Loki stood before him.

“Thanks for the gift. You really shouldn’t have.”

With a wave of his hand, Loki used the cube to create a dark portal behind him before he allowed it to consume him.
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