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(A/N for this chapter we're mostly gunna focus on Peter as I really don't want to copy from the movie anymore and be free to write like I like too. But for those who don't know the movie- just know that they load Loki onto the jet where Thor shows up to take Loki back, Thor tony and Steve fight and some cool shit happens but they eventually join together and bring Loki to the much bigger Quinjet and put him in angry baby jail.)
Peter rushes back to base to rally the troops as the jet disappears into the dark New York sky. Although his free will is very much restricted while under the control of Loki's staff, his worry for the now-evil father figure is true. So when I say he was swinging as fast as super-humanly possible, know I'm not lying. It's lucky the base it's that far from the heist because Peters arms feel like they'd fall off if he had to swing any farther.
The spider boy lands by the door to the garage of the underground facility and removes his glove, catching his breath and scanning his finger print on the scanner. The scanner completes its task with a small beep and activates the door which opens with a much louder grounding of metal on metal. It raises slowly and Peter, being an inpatient little bean, shimmies under the door as soon as he deems it big enough and it closes behind him. He pulls off his mask before continuing. Running down the damp hallway, his ears are filled with the slap of his feet against the pavement and soon with the voices of the soldier and scientists that reside in the unnamed underground base.
Clint notices something is off with Peter.
"What's wrong kid." He asks, looking around for danger. "Where is Loki?"
"T-that's just the thing Agent Clint! They took him!! Those rotten Avengers took my dad!!" Peter yells, raw emotion flowing bountifully in his voice. This catches the attention of those mind controlled there because, under the control of Loki, they all care for his well being very deeply.
"Calm down kid and tell me where they're taking him." Clint states much more calmly than he feels.
"I-I dunno, they just-just took him a-a-and-!" Peter starts rambling but Clint cuts him off, putting a hand on his shoulder.
"Then let's wait and be patient. When he's ready for us, we will know. For now, let's get this machine up and running so it's ready for him when he gets back." Peter takes a deep breath and sighs.
"Ok... yea ok I'll try." He gives Clint a pity smile.
"Good kid." He ruffles Peters hair before walking off.
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Peter is just putting some finishing touches on the line of code he was working on when he feels it.
Loki is ready for them.
He jumps into action, "Doctor Selvig, is the machine ready yet?!"
"Just about, there's very little left to do." Selvig is running around the machine, working as fast as he can.
"There's no time left, let's pack this things up and get it on the road. You can finish it on the way. Peter, you help him." Barton steps in.
"Yes sir.!" Peter and the Doctor bark as the get to work getting the machine mobile. Meanwhile Barton is yelling at his men to get a truck empty and pulled up as close as possible.
Peter pick up the build with ease and jumps into the back on the truck. Faceless scientists scurry about getting everything the Doctor will need to finish. At this point, the work left is way above Peters pay grade, so it all down to Selvig to finish.
Generic hydra agents gather weapon and load them into the truck as well as themselves, they sit in the far back while the make-shift lab sits closer to the door.
"Cmon Selvig, we don't have all day." Barton deadpans, waiting for the Doctor to get his head on straight.
"I don't want to forget anything! Just- just give me a second." Selvig sputters our, going over an invisible checklist for the second time. Barton looks at Peter, who just shrugs.
"He is kinda old."
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Tensions on the helicarrier are high. The team of make-shift hero's have finally snapped against each other and are verbally duking it out with each other in the lab. All are yelling about different things and the words get garbled into one big mess of hateful noise. Though that doesn't last long as a loud bang roars through the hallways and the whole ship quakes.
Team Loki have arrived.
"Put on the suit!" Steve yells as he get up off the floor.
"Yup!" Stark agrees as Steve helps him out of the lab. They rush down the hall.
"Hill?!" Nick yells into him comm.
"Turn up that engine! Number three engine is down! Can we get a run in?" She responds to Nicks call turning towards 'galaga player', "talk to me."
Galaga player points to his screen,"Turbines loose. Mostly intact but it's impossible to get out there and make repairs while we're still in the air."
"We loose one more engine and we won't be. Somebody's gotta get inside the engine and make repairs." Hill talks into the comm.
"Stark! You copy that!?" Nick yells into his comm.
"I'm on it!"
~~~ meanwhile~~~
Peter, Clint, and a few unnamed hydra drones pile out of the hydra plane they had borrowed and onto the deck of the helicarrier. They take out a few anonymous guard that we're up there and hit open a vent. Clint leads the group into the air ducts of the ship where they reappear into a corridor.
"Peter and you three, get that engine down. They rest of you, with me." Barton orders. Peter nods and runs off, the hydra drone following suit.
They run down what seems to be an endless series of hallways that take far too long and far too much brain power to traverse. Just as they reach the door way, Peter stops and motions for them to go around him. His spidey sense is warning him of something, but it could always just be because there's no railings.
Two hydra soldiers go in, Peter and another sit just outside the door incase someone shows up. Hydra soldier 1 takes out a grenade and pulls the clip, throwing it at the engine, but the cap steps in!
Steve Rogers himself jumps across from a higher walkway and YEETS the grenade away. Jumping down onto the platform below, he smacks the first dude right upside the head and snatches the gun from the second, shooting him with it. He then yeets the first guy off the plane into the great unknown below. The locals say you can still see the red on the pavement where he turned into human jelly.
Hearing the commotion, Peter pushes Hydra guy 3 from where he was hiding into the room. He quickly follows suit.
"HOLY SHIT YOUR CAPTAIN AMERICA!!!" Peter yells as soon as he enters the room. He turns to the hydra guy and grabs him by the shoulders, shaking him,"Dude are you seeing this!!" He turns back to the cap,"Wait aren't you supposed to be dead? Wait! Don't tell me, time travel- no!- you were frozen and preserved like a popsicle!"
The captain, completely caught off guard, just says,"Um, yea, that's actually what happened."
"Omg I so called it!! Ned owes me $20!" He fist pumps in the air with a triumphant "yes!"
Hydra guy 3 nudges him in the side a little bit, then gestures to his gun, then to Steve. "Oh right," Peter says, catching on. "Sorry sir, but we have to kill you now!" He ends this with a cheery smile, although you couldn't tell through his mask.
"Sorry, but not today." The cap replies, jumping up to the second catwalk and grabbing a gun. Hydra guy 3 starts shootings at him, but the cap is faster and soon he's on the floor. Peter jumps up onto the ceiling and then tackles Steve, throwing the gun into the void below. They wrestle for a few minutes before Steve pushes Peter off, accidentally throwing him off the edge. Peter screams and then quickly shoots a web, catching the side of the ship, but the wind is pushing too hard for him to climb back up it without slipping. So he just sits there, holding on for dear life.
"Listen, kid, I don't want it to end this way. So why don't you agree to stop fighting and I just pull you in." Steve reasons.
"I can't!" Peter cries out.
"Why not, doesn't seem like you're in a position to negotiate right now." Steve leans against the wall, righteous swagger emanating from his being.
"You- you wouldn't understand!"
"Try me." Peter pauses a second, then ultimately decides it couldn't hurt to reason.
"Because..." he hesitates,"because he's my dad alright! Loki's my dad I have to help him!!" Peter yells out desperately, hoping Steve will see his side. The color drains from Steve's face the moment he realizes what's happening.
"How old are you kid?" Steve hurries out, already leaning toward the web.
"F-fifteen..." he whimpers out. Steve whips his hands to the rope, pulling Peter in before you could say 'Mississippi', and wrapping his arms around him. After a beat, he grabs his shoulders and pushes the shaking teen slightly away so his could see his face, or rather mask.
"Take off the mask." He listens. Peter takes off his mask to reveal his tear streaked face, unkempt hair, and blue glossed eyes, a product of the mind control. Steve seems to die a little on the inside at the sight of him.
"Now you listen here kid, and listen good." Peter looks up at him,"I know he's you father, but you have to understand what he's doing is wrong. Loki has killed people, kid-" Peter starts to cut him off "N-no you wrong-!"
"Kid, listen, I'm only trying to help you here-"
"NO, you're wrong!" The captain grabs hold of Peters hands and try's to get him to listen to what he's saying but he does that 'nanana I'm not listening!' shtick. Peter try's to struggle out of his grip but only manages to knock himself out in the process.
"Shoot." Steve whispers, and gently puts him on the ground.
~~~meanwhile~~~
Clint, with the help of many newly deceased hydra agents, managed to disable all the propellers on the helicarrier.
Clint starts to make his down towards the detention level. He struts his way down the empty hallway when it suddenly becomes apparent that the hallway wasn't as empty as it appeared. Hearing a sound behind him he quickly draws his bow, but Agent Romanoff was faster. She catches the bow and then quickly backs off before he can smack her with it. Then, SMACK! she roundhouse kicks the bird boy in his face and slides underneath the walkway before he can shoot her. She suddenly reappears and gives him an uppercut kick right in the jaw. Clint is severely unprepared for a fight against the likes of Natasha.
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Thor enters Lokis chamber just as Loki is exiting his cage.
"NOO!!!" He yells and charges Loki, who, pain noticing him, 'cowers' in place. But as Thor 'grabs' onto Loki, the illusion disappears and Thor is now trapped in Loki cage.
"Are you ever not going to fall for that?" Loki sasses.
Full of rage, the thunder god smashes his hammer upon the surrounding glass, a small crack appearing, but with this victory comes a harsh price. One of the latches hold the cage in place undoes itself. Loki stands back, slightly from surprise, and stands in awe of the humans handiwork. He smiles a bit.
"The humans think us immortal..." he walks up to the control panel,"Should we test that?" He begins to reach for a button when a sound is heard to the right. Phil Coulson now appears before the gods with an extremely large and intimidating weapon.
"Move away please." He says, pointing the gun at Loki, who does as he's asked. He starts the walk towards Loki, who watches him cautiously.
"You like this?" He gestures towards the futuristic gun in his hand. "We started working on the prototype when you sent the destroyer. Even I don't know what it does." He powers on the machine, which makes a loud whirring noise and starts to glow a vibrant orange. "You wanna find out?" The prepares to fire the machine at Loki when Loki's staff suddenly rips straight through his flesh and bones. Loki has fooled him. He had used his magic to teleport behind him, and created an illusion in his place, which is now starting to dissipate.
"NO!" Cries out Thor, but there's nothing he can do. Phil falls to the ground, using the wall to keep him upright. Thor can only watch on as Loki saunters back towards the control panel. He gestures tauntingly to the now bloody staff that is in his hand and cracks a sly smile. He opens the metal iris below Thor's cell and, only hesitating a second to look him in the eyes, drops Thor from the helicarrier.
Loki, now feeling his job is complete, starts to walk away, but stops dead in his tracks when he hear a familiar voice.
"Your going to lose." Phil coils on calls out to Loki as he leaves, who turns around to look at him.
"Am I?" Loki asks, curious as to what this dying mortal is thinking.
"It's in you nature."
"Your hero's are scattered, your floating fortress falls from the sky, where is my disadvantage?" He walks ominously towards Phil as he says this, his voice getting a cocky tone.
"You lack vindication" Phil deadpans.
"I don't think I-" but before Loki can finish his sentence, Phil fires the mysterious gun, which shoots a thicc laser that pushes Loki straight (never thought I'd see Loki and straight in the same sentence) through the wall.
"So that's what it does..."
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We revisit our SHIELD Agent buddies who are still fighting, just now with a knife. They're getting all up close and personally with each other, so close in fact I might have to change the rating to mature 😏 jkjk... or am I? But Natasha is able to pull a fast one of Clint, and smashes his head into the railing, disorientating and, eventually, knocking him out.
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Loki, against all odds does manage to escape. He boards the plane out, leaving his son behind.
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The director rushes into Loki old cell room with a team of armed guards to find Phil bleeding out on the floor. He rushes over to the man and grabs his face,"Just stay awake, eyes on me."
"I'm clocking out boss." Phil whispers out between hard breaths.
"Not an option." Nick orders Phil.
"This was never gunna work... if they didn't have something... to..." Phil's breaths slow down until they hit a complete stop. Phil has died, a single tear falling down his face. Nick sits there for a moment, hoping it's not true, but it is. He takes a deep breath and stands. Medics rush in and he stand back, still trying to process the loss he's just taken.
"Agent coulson is down." Fury announces into his comm.
"A medical team is on its way to your location." An unnamed voice says.
"They're here." Fury states, "They called it..." Everyone on the comms heads this, and a wave of sadness washes over them. They stand in silence as the process what is being told to them. Agent hill is being attended to by medics, Natasha is still in the hall with a knocked out Clint, and Tony and Steve are still in the engine room, or atleast what's left of it.
Him and Tony are about to leave when he remembers about a special someone.
"Hold on a moment." Steve says hurriedly, turning around and leaning over.
"What is it capsicle, got vertigo?" Tony snark in his usual snarky way, but when he sees the boy in his arms his mood drastically changes.
"Whoa whoa, what's with the literal baby."
"He came in with a couple hydra soldiers, said Loki was his dad." He looks down at the boy resting in his arms.
"Yeesh, and I thought I had a bad father." Tony grimaces,"Why's he asleep though? Cap, did you punch a child-" Steve cuts him off.
"God no Tony! You really think I'd do that?" Tony shrugs,"He was struggling and hit his head on a pipe or something, pretty hard too.
"Oh come now Stars and Stripes, I'm sure you can come up with a better story than that." Steve rolls his eyes,"It's not a lie Tony, but of course you wouldn't know, you've probably never not told a lie."
"Why I never!" The two walk out of the room, bickering the whole way like an old married couple.
This chapter is almost 3k words long it's it's 11 at night and my moms gunna fucking kill me- let's gooooooooo
Also I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, I know I might've said I needed a break but I was just feeling really shitty that day and I need something to do while on quarantine and I can only watch the first avengers movie (because it's the best one) so many times. Anyway, have a great rest of your day, and, in case I don't see ya, good evening, good afternoon, and good night 😘😘 2964 words