Snowflake | By : LordStrawberry Category: Marvel Verse Movies > Avengers, The Views: 3323 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Back in the helicarrier they all sat together on the bridge, debriefing. They told Fury about Chitauri coming to wage a war and of Loki, not wanting them to win. There was a lot of screaming involved, especially Thor seemed upset at his brothers liaison with those creatures. A cruel, merciless race of warrior's, relentless in battle and always ready to exploit the smallest weakness, in foes or allies alike.
He shouted out the window at some point, obviously directed at his brother, wherever he might be.
His rage did not cloak hurt and worry at his brothers actions.
After a while he calmed down, went back to the table and sat with them, a defeated look to his eyes.
"That pact is his death sentence. If he means to cross them, he will not live."
The words were spoken softly, more to himself than to anyone else in this room.
Tony could not help but feel sorry for the guy.
"If he is their ally, maybe he knows some of their weaknesses? He said he would help us defeat them."
Thor threw him a look, that he would usually have received from Tony.
"Did you not listen to me? They have no weakness. If they want to find him, they will. And no prison will be impregnable to them. Even I cannot protect him, if-"
His voice broke a little and he lowered his head, drew a shaky breath and struggled to go on.
"It is his death sentence. I could not bear losing him a second time. I thought him lost, when he fell."
Everything was silent, a show of respect for Thor's sorrow, it seemed.
"How many times can one mourn a brother's death?"
Again, the words were answered with silence.
"Deer Purple.", said Hawkeye, as he sat down with them and faced Tony.
He still looked like shit, being poked and probed at, having countless blood samples and a short psyche exam taken did not help his state. But at least everyone agreed, that he was Loki-free at the moment.
"What...?", Tony replied lazily, the only thing he really wanted was sleep. Even the caffeine-induced high was gone and it left him struggling to keep his eyes opened, let alone use his brain in a matter that lived up to the expectations usually thrown his way.
"That's what it says. On your shirt. You hadn't noticed?"
Well. Now he did.
This shirt was one of his favourites, one glance at colour, design and wording was enough to recognize it, why bother checking it for... inconsistencies. But there it was. DEER PURPLE.
Not only that, but looking more closely, Tony found the distinct shape of Loki's horned helmet woven into the intricate pattern in the background.
"That son of a-..."
Tony wanted to be angry, but the irritation in his voice did not quite reach his mind and he chuckled at the image on his chest.
"That's his revenge for reindeer games, I guess."
Thor smiled sadly, pictures of the past all too evident in his head.
"It seems he is still the Trickster I have known."
The rest of it left unsaid. But all of them knew, he had just gotten a piece of his brother back, knowing, he would lose it again, too soon.
"So, if all of you are done discussing that villain's little jokes, we could move on to more pressing matters?
Fury looked them over in his usual intensity laced with annoyance. Tony half expected him to jump up and flip the table any moment. And that was one big table.
"Loki wanted you two,", he pointed accusing fingers at them, ".. to be his allies. He did not happen to mention a way of contacting him now, did he?"
"I think he actually meant the three of us.", the Widow threw Clint an apologetic glance, as she saw him squirm, obviously uncomfortable with the mere thought of the god that had taken his mind, twisted it, raped it. And none of them felt like laughing about some reindeer joke anymore.
Tony tried to shake the tension, that had him in a death grip. This was surreal. A meeting like this should be either fun or crisis. Not both combined.
"He did not, by the way. We don't know where he is and he had said nothing about contacting us. All he said was that we don't have to decide now. So. He will probably snatch us away again at some point."
He had to admit to himself, how disturbing that was. A man like him did not like to be helpless.
Fury looked them both over. Tony knew he didn't believe a word he said, but he trusted the Widow. Suddenly he was so very glad, that she had been there. Had he been alone and without someone to back his story, who knew what Fury would have done to him.
It left him more insecure of his position, than he already was.
He needed sleep, badly.
"I need sleep, badly."
And as everyone turned their heads to look at him, they could not disagree and so he stood and left.
_-_-_-_-_
Alone in his room, in silence.
He knew Fury was most likely watching him.
He did not care. Whatever Tony found, Fury would know soon after anyway.
He had taken his shirt off and checked it for further... anomalies.
And anomalies he found.
That was dumb. That was obvious, and it could only be a trap, could it not?
An unusual percentage of cotton, made in New York, and even a street name. That was just too.. was Loki that done for, that he didn't even bother veiling the message?
As much as he would like to flatter himself, it did not take a genius to figure this out.
He groaned in frustration and headed back to the bridge, already contacting everyone over the comm to join him.
And there they were again.
"So, we have an address now. It is in New York. Some old warehouse, actually. What do we do with this."
He just wanted this to be over, and fast.
"He wants an ally? We give him one.", was Fury's obvious answer and he looked at the Widow.
Of course, who else.
Natasha did not seem surprised, but she did not seem too eager to take this job either.
"Bad idea.", Tony said, before his brain walked in to join their conversation.
Again, all eyes on the genius.
"Well..", he tried to elaborate, "While he does recognize her intellect and would want her on his team, she did trick him. I do not think he likes that a whole lot. I think I should go...?"
The last part sounded like a question. He might have just said 'please stop me from doing this', he thought, as he mentally smacked himself over the head.
Way to make your point.
"He does seem to like you.", Thor chimed in, unexpectedly, "He does not prank just anyone. Or rather, if he disliked you, it would not have been so harmless a prank."
Although Tony blamed the t-shirt prank on Loki's attempt to get his attention on the other alterations he had made, he did not feel the need to correct Thor in his assessment.
Curiosity. One day it would get him killed.
Fury gave him a look that practically screamed 'I'd rather sacrifice you than her', as he nodded in mock reluctance.
"You said he was weakened, even more so, than he had been in here. If he still is, I want you to contact us, so we can take him in. If he is not, wait until he is vulnerable."
Thor shifted in his seat. He did not like this, not one bit.
"If you wouldn't mind, I would like to have a clear head for this. Bed, now."
The last words were all but mumbled as he slowly walked out, his body already in sleep mode. When he finally found his bed and burrowed himself under the covers, sleep took him after mere seconds and held him in a deep, thankfully dreamless slumber for the next ten hours.
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