Loki glared at Thanos as he took down the Hulk. This is going badly. Heimdall had been knocked away like a fly and Thor wasn't faring any better. Loki pushed his fear and panic down before summoning his trusty sword, Laevateinn. It has been quite some time, my dear. Loki didn't wait for Thanos to finish with Hulk before he charged at him. None of the surrounding Black Order members did anything to stop him, and that should have been a sign. Thanos dealt a swift, strong punch straight into Hulk's chest, sending him backward, before turning on Loki. A quick motion brought a green, shimmering shield to intercept Thanos' fist, aimed directly for Loki's head. Loki jumped over his barrier and slashed down. The fine tip of the sword graced Thanos' skin with a quick, thin cut down the side of his face. Not deep enough to bleed more than a few damn drops. Thanos wiped at the cut, looked at the blood, then glared at Loki.

"First time someone got in close?" Loki taunted.

Thanos merely grinned at Loki.

"Nothing to say?" Loki asked.

"Take a look there," Thanos replied calmly.

Thanos motioned to something behind Loki, reluctantly Loki turned. His blood ran cold. Ebony Maw had a vulnerable Bruce and a weakened Thor in his metal grasp. The metal was slowly tightening. Loki quickly became infuriated and began to step towards them. Thor's muffled shout caught his attention. Loki spun around, sword raised, and- Thanos had a tight grip on his neck. The hand on his neck was accompanied by a sharp pain in his chest. Black Dwarf's ax was embedded deeply into his chest, from his low abdomen to his sternum. Loki dropped Laevateinn and it vanished back into his interdimensional pocket before it hit the floor.

"Maw is always so good at giving me ideas. Especially when it comes to disappointments and consequences," Thanos informed Loki indifferently.

Loki could feel the increasing pressure threatening his bones. His vision was being tainted red and a stream of blood ran from his eyes, nose, and mouth. It hurt. The pressure squeezing from both outside and inside his body. He couldn't breathe or focus. Hearing nothing, feeling only the agonizing pressure as the life was squeezed out of him. He vaguely felt himself struggle, legs kicking and arms grasping at nothing. He was slowing, darkness creeping into his vision. He felt his bones creak and groan then- the pressure was gone, replaced by a loud roar of fast movement. Loki knew this weightless feeling. The Bifrost? The last thing Loki was aware of was another body, bumping into his and holding him tightly.

Bruce Banner was a doctor, sure, but he wasn't prepared to handle Loki's wounds. When they had landed, Bruce, as the Hulk, had tried to cushion Loki's fall. It had worked for the most part, but, as Bruce crawled out from under the seidr user, he saw the damage done to his...friend? He wasn't sure what they were, but Loki was dying. There was a giant ax in his chest, Thor and Heimdall were nowhere to be found, and Valkyrie had left in a pod with a small handful of Asgardians. On top of that, Bruce had no idea what Loki's biology was like, he wasn't Asgardian but Jotun. The only reason he knew that was because Thor told him, not Loki. Not sure how he'd like that little detail. Regardless, the situation was dire. Loki was bleeding out and his neck might be broken. Bruce was on the verge of panicking.

"Help," He murmured weakly, "Help! I need help! Someone!" Bruce screamed as he did his best to staunch some of the bleeding around the blade.

A man in blue robes and a red cape and another plainly dressed man appeared at the top of the hole they had created. It was then Banner realized they had landed in a house, specifically a set of stairs.

"Wong, help get him out of there," Strange said, immediately taking in the situation.

The plainly dressed man, Wong, climbed into the pit with the other weirdly dressed man and helped Banner get Loki out of the hole. They gently set him down, and the other, unknown man began to strip his cape, levitating off his shoulders, and the longer robe.

"Who-Who are you?" Banner asked as he knelt down beside Loki's prone form.

"Wong, get Stark. I'll take care of Loki. My name is Doctor Stephen Strange. I can help Loki, but I'll need your help," The man, Strange, informed easily.

Wong left through a ring of sparking orange while Banner looked around wide-eyed. Strange grabbed him by the arms.

"Doctor Banner, I need you to calm down. I need you to help me," Strange ordered sternly.

Bruce nodded as he focused on the task at hand. I can't go into shock right now. Strange had created some sort of glowing green mandala in the air and the locket at his chest opened. The blood stopped flowing from the massive chest wound.

"Let's get to work," Strange told Bruce.

Together, with limited first aid kit supplies, they somehow managed to close the worst of the wound. The mandala disappeared and the locket closed as they finished the dire part of taking the ax out. It had been heavy and difficult to move without causing further damage, but it seemed Loki knew that as his magic was helping with the healing. It was as they were slowly stitching Loki's chest together that Wong returned with an arguing Tony Stark. This had to have taken hours, what has Tony been doing to keep Wong busy that long? Bruce sighed, he really wasn't that surprised.

"I don't even know you! Why should I…" He saw Loki first, then Banner.

"What the fuck?" Tony asked intelligently.

"Tony, I know-" Banner started, still looking at what he was doing.

"Why is Loki here?! Where have you been and why are you helping Loki?! Who are you two?!" Tony asked in quick succession.

Banner shared a look with Strange, at his nod, Bruce stood. Strange quickly finished the stitching and began to inspect Loki's severely bruised neck.

"It's not broken," Strange observed with slight confusion. "The blood coming from his eyes, nose, and mouth suggest enough pressure to pop the blood vessels. He should be dead."

"Healing magic is at work," Wong motioned to Loki, "Invisible to us, but he is a seidr user, draws his power from without and within."

"Regardless of that, where's Thor, and how did this happen?" Tony gestured to Loki's prone form, "It took the Hulk to put even a scratch on him."

Bruce stared at his bloodstained hands and retold the tale. Loki was still unconscious throughout the entirety of it. Seidr diligently working to mend the internal and external wounds.

"So this Thanos, is he coming to Earth?" Stark asked seriously.

"Yes, for Vision, he has the Mind Stone. Thanos only needs the Mind, Time, Soul, and Reality stones," Wong answered.

"All the more...reason to...prepare Midgard," Loki rasped from where he lay.

"Hey, wait, lay back down!" Bruce insisted.

"No, I'm fine-" Loki managed to get the sentence out before a wet coughing fit shook him.

Blood stained his teeth as he breathed harshly through bruised windpipes. Loki shivered a moment before breathing in slow.

"I will be healed soon enough. I need to get back to Thor, to find him," Loki murmured.

"Loki…" Bruce started.

"Sorry Reindeer Games, but Point Break is gone. He's not here, and from what Brucie said, Thanos isn't going to let him live," Stark informed.

Loki glared tiredly at Stark before looking to Bruce. Bruce only shook his head ever so slightly.

"No, Thor's alive. He has to be. I-I cannot be the last Asgardi-" Loki started in a rushed croak.

"Do you hear that?" Strange interrupted.

The five quieted down and listened. There was a loud, strong roar of air displacement. Loki and Bruce exchanged a knowing look.

"They've arrived," Loki said, standing to full height, forgetting the pain.

Loki gritted his teeth, summoned Laevateinn, and pushed the pain pulsing from his chest and throat away. He was seething with rage and bloodlust. Nothing else mattered than killing Thanos and the Black Order.

"I will make them regret it," Loki snarled.

"Loki, wait! You are not nearly well enough to-" Bruce started.

"I am fine, Banner. You focus on finding whoever has an infinity gem, I will tear the minions limb from limb," Loki ordered.

With a growl, he ran out of the door and against the stream of panicking people. As he went, he donned his leathers and armor, an engraved hammer now decorating his vambrace and a piece of Thor's hair intertwined with a piece of his own. Loki remembered when Thor gave it to him. It had been intertwined with his own hair in Thor's hair. Loki summoned Gram into his left hand, already wielding Laevateinn with his right. He heard Stark, Strange, Wong, and Banner following behind.

"What a glow up, am I right?" Stark humored.

Loki didn't need to look at Bruce to see the dry look he shot Stark. Loki came to a stop and stared into the kicked-up debris. Strange cleared the air to see the ship. A beam deposited Ebony Maw and Cull Obsidian a few meters in front of them. Loki glared at them both before launching an attack, not giving anyone the chance to say or do anything. A blast of green energy slammed into Cull Obsidian, sending him flying backward. Ebony Maw watched his companion go with mild disinterest. Loki sent another blast to Maw. Maw raised a hand and redirected the blast into the ground next to him.

"Loki, I see you have betrayed us," He droned.

"I was never with you," Loki snarled.

Deadly green fire engulfed Loki's clenched fists in a show of power. A wicked grin graced his features as he lunged for Maw. Loki got one well-placed punch right to Maw's face, leaving a scorch mark in its wake. Maw shoved him away with a piece of torn up concrete and pinned Loki to the side of a building. Sharp pieces of steel shot through the concrete to stab Loki through the palms, shoulders, sides, and ankles in a twisted crucifixion. Loki grunted through clenched teeth as he felt the steel tear through bone and muscle alike. In the distraction, Maw had captured Strange and Black Dwarf had re-entered the fight. Iron Man had somehow gained another fighter, agile, nimble, quick, but young and slightly fumbling. Bruce finally managed to get out of the fight between Iron Man and Cull Obsidian, sprinting to where Loki was trapped. Loki pondered if it would be so bad to let himself bleed out. Then Thor's face flashed in his head. No, revenge then death.

"I swear, I just patched you up then you go and ruin all my hard work," Bruce muttered as he looked at the concrete.

"Step away," Loki ground out as Bruce fluttered around him.

Banner stepped away and Loki gathered energy into his core and released it in a half-dome. The steel ripped out of him and the concrete fell away, leaving Loki to land gracefully on his feet. His seidr already working diligently to heal him in a slight green shimmer. It will heal but will leave scars.

"Worry not, your work is still intact. Where is the sorcerer?" Loki questioned.

"I-I don't know. They went off that way," Banner supplied.

Loki bent space and appeared where Bruce had motioned. Just in time. Loki jumped into the air and tackled Strange out of the tractor beam, the new addition following. Loki cushioned their fall with his body, the red-clad hero landed on his own. Loki rolled both himself and the sorcerer in a shield as Ebony Maw charged them. Loki dropped his glamour and raised a blue hand. The white lines traced his form, only interrupted by scars. Frost settled over his leathers and armor, Loki grabbed onto Maw's thin forearm, mid-motion to slam a car door into Loki.

"You're so prepared for magical attacks, you forget the physical," Loki advised, his red eyes boring into Maw's pale ones.

Ice quickly crawled over his skin and sank into his blood. Frostbite settled in and Maw became stiff and slow. Loki smirked as he plunged Laevateinn into the underside of Maw's chin. Loki brought his glamour back into place, scanning the area around him for Cull Obsidian, retracting his sword and letting Maw's cold body hit the ground. Loki hesitated on Bruce's shocked expression before landing on Wong.

"Where is Black Dwarf?" He asked.

"Antarctica. The only thing left of him here is a hand," Wong answered.

Loki nodded.

"Good, now where-" Loki started.

"You were blue!" A young voice exclaimed from behind him.

Loki turned to take in the new addition. He was younger than Loki initially thought. Too young for war. Loki cast a quick spell and Maw's bloody body was consumed by fire in an instant and turned to ash in even less time. The ship departed into the atmosphere, leaving Earth as quickly as it came. Loki glared as it left. There goes my one chance to get to Thanos first. Loki sighed tiredly before he took in the red, blue, and gold suit. A spider splayed strongly on the boy's chest.

"...I...yes, I was," Loki confirmed.

And here comes the horror, the fear, the rejection that befits a monster, a welp, a-

"That was awesome! How did you do that?!" The Spiderling asked excitedly.

"Uh, kid, you know who you're talking to?" Stark questioned, mask raised.

"Yeah, Loki!" Spiderling replied eagerly.

"Yeah, Loki! Dangerous, homicidal maniac from a couple of years ago! He's dangerous and you shouldn't even be here!" Stark fretted.

"Stark is correct, Spiderling. You are a child, not a warrior fit for the upcoming carnage," Loki added.

"Hey, it's Spiderman," Spiderling stressed. "Besides, you're going to need all the help you can get."

"Tony, we need to call Cap. Get everyone on this," Banner urged at the edge of the group.

"I-It...It isn't that easy," Stark replied.

"Yes, it is. Pick up the phone, call Steve." Bruce said.

"The Avengers disassembled." Stark huffed.

"...What? Like a band? Like The Beatles?" Banner questioned incredulously.

"All my hard work, gone to fucking waste. For what? What happened?" Loki growled.

"Your hard work?" Spiderling questioned.

"You don't honestly think you defeated me? You just watched me fight with not even a fourth of what I'm capable of and you believe you defeated me? No, dear child, I let you win. I knew Thanos would be victorious in days if Midgard did not have defenses. I had to guide you to assemble and give you confidence, which I did," Loki explained cockily.

Silence fell densely over the group. Stark stared at Loki, as did Bruce and Spiderling, Wong was busying himself with trying to rouse Strange.

"No way. You did not-" Stark started.

"If I truly wanted to take Midgard, I wouldn't have gone with a frontal assault. I would have conquered your realm via its oceans. Vaporize them, state my terms, then await your surrender. Midgard cannot survive without water. Besides, what does it matter now? Convene the heroes. We have work to do," Loki replied bitingly.