Summary: Tony Stark invents a weapon designed to incapacitate Loki, but it doesn't work how they expected it too. Loki loses all his memories, he can't speak, he doesn't know who anyone is, he can't even feed himself so The Avengers have to look after him. Then aliens invade earth and it all goes a little bit crazy. Warning: Character death, a couple of slightly naughty words, a bit of violence and Loki being a BAMF. Pairing: None.
~o~ Remembrance ~o~
Thor opened his eyes and blinked sheepishly at the people stood over him; 3 concerned faces, and one man with facial hair who was grinning like a Cheshire cat.
Their mouths opened and closed, sounds came out that Thor didn't understand, and he knew they were speaking, but could find no meaning in the noise. Suddenly everything snapped back into place, and he recognised Natasha kneeling beside him, saying his name.
"Thor? Thor? Are you OK? How do you feel?" she asked, a note of concern in her voice at his brief lack of reaction.
"How long was I out?" he asked as he sat up, and immediately regretted the decision.
"About 30 minutes," Stark replied. "So I guess we can consider this test a complete success."
"Indeed," the god replied.
~0~
The plan was a simple one: they had a cell where Loki's powers would be disabled, the problem was how to get him into that cell without him turning into plague of locusts or simply vanishing into a puff of green smoke. They had to somehow render Loki unconscious for long enough to get him back to the cell, but since they had rarely managed to land a blow on the trickster in all the times they had fought him, the avengers were at a loss how to do this.
Everyone had looked to Tony Stark to come up with an invention, some wonderful new weapon, but everything he tried failed... until the day he watched Thor, bored and looking for something to do, decide to help the gardeners and accidentally ran the lawn mower over its own power cable. The electric shock had knocked him clean out.
Stark sat by Thors bed as he woke.
"Thor, are you seriously telling me you can be damaged by a little bit of electricity?"
"Apparently so," Thor replied. "It was much like when Darcy rendered me unconscious with the small box with wires when I first arrived on Midgard."
"Wait... A taser? YOU, the god of thunder, who can bring lightening down from the skies, can be tasered?"
"It was surprising to me also that such a small thing could effect me so much."
"And you never thought to share this information before today? That you guys aren't completely invulnerable."
"I am sorry Tony."
"Never mind, I gotta get back to the lab and work on this, you get better big guy!"
~0~
It hadn't taken Tony long to create his giant taser, which he called the "The God Killer" until Thor had found out, stormed down to the workshop with Mjolnir in hand, and threatened to pound every one of his precious cars into dust. Tony hastily renamed it "The God Sleepinator" which Thor agreed sounded much more pleasant.
Tony had thought it was now just a case of waiting for Loki to show up and cause some mayhem as usual, but Thor insisted the device be tested before he would allow it to be fired at his brother. The first test had not gone well.
"Stark! You cannot fire this weapon at my brother!" Thor shouted, looking at the remains of a frozen Turkey, blackened and smoking, which were scattered around the room.
"OK, OK, we can dial back the power a little..." attempting to calm the enraged god.
"I do not wish to see my brother harmed. Although I fear we shall require many more Turkeys before the end of this day," Thor said, stamping towards the door. "I shall inform the Son of Coul."
It took 4 more Turkeys and a joint of ham that had been intended for dinner on Sunday, the only thing left in the freezer, before things stopped exploding.
~0~
"So you think this will work?" Steve asked, as Tony held out the large gun that looked curiously like a super-soaker water cannon.
"Well, I don't think it will cook him," Stark replied. "It might leave him a little charred..."
"Tony," Natasha said, "We have to know if this thing is really going to knock him out, the last thing we need on our hands is Loki pissed off because you set fire to his cape."
"I will volunteer," Thor said from the doorway, and everyone jumped at the sound of his voice.
"Don't be ridiculous, Thor," Tony said. "You have no idea what this will really do to you."
"Aye," he replied, "And do you really think I would allow you to fire that weapon at my brother without finding out first?"