Hi there, so I found someone who helps me with my bad english and this translation. :)
Thanks to ShantalaManchecheshe 3

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Warning: MalexMale, Sex .. Don't like it, don't read it!

Loki was panting while he ran over cracked streets and along collapsed buildings. Much to his regret the cover of his double – that Loki had left in the Stark-Tower – was immediately blown so he didn't have so much time for fleeing.

With the noise of his enemies´ footsteps, the Avengers, breathing down his neck, he flew around the next corner and jumped down the stairs of an underground station. To his luck it was the central station and he managed to leave his pursuers behind in the labyrinth of old broken trains.

He entrenched himself in a rusted wagon, trying to keep his breath as quiet as possible, while Hawkeye tried to spot or to hear him in front of the train. "Keep searching! He can't be far! ", he heard Captain America call. Even when the last noises had passed over an hour ago, the trickster hadn't moved one bit.
Only when he was to thousand percent sure that nobody was still outside, he exhaled loudly and looked around.

His hiding place wasn't as bad as he had actually expected. The old wagon was a former sleep room for guests, so beds existed. Though with closer looking these were littered with many holes and the foam was extensively lost, but at least Loki didn't have to sleep on the hard ground.
When he sat down on a mattress, he noted his tiredness. As fast as he noted this, so fast he fell asleep, ignoring the mice that nibbled off their little nuts in the corner.

"AAHHH! ". As a result of this Loki woke. Quickly he pressed his hands to his left side near his stomach. He actually had a good sleep, until he turned around too fast and then had the feeling that his body would be torn apart. He suddenly felt warm liquid dripping into his clothes around the area and he saw with terror that there was a big stab wound. Besides, he noticed that his whole body hurt damn much. With his last magic he cured his wounds, afterwards broke down exhausted and fell asleep once more.

The next time he woke with a growling stomach. ,,But with this appearance I can't go outside..", he murmured to himself. He quickly whispered a spell which he imposed on himself. 'Now nobody will know who I am.', he thought and went out of the wagon.
However this magic didn't change his body, but blinded people, so that they would not recognise him as Loki Odinson / Laufeyson.

The town wasn't exactly a hot spot. The people present searched for survivors, but large part was still evacuated or didn't completely trust the peace yet. Loki looked for something to eat and he fast found it, because the stores had no more present owners also. With a bag in his hand he went to the nearby park which wasn't very destroyed and sat down on a bench, letting the setting sun shine in his face. The pain on the left side of his body became stronger and he noticed that his body was too hot- hotter than normal.

"I won't tidy up the town for free! How would that look like! ", a male voice ripped the quiet atmosphere apart.
"Oh, yes you will! We have destroyed at least half of the town ourselves and to get bigger stones away from here we have Hul- Bruce, what isn't possible for normal persons! Sorry, Bruce. ", another voice grouched back.
"It's okay...", a quieter one answered.
"Would you mind ending your pointless quarrel? ", somebody rumbled with a deep voice, which Loki could recognise 10 miles against the wind – Thor.
The first voice probably belonged to this narcissistic ever-drunken Iron Man, the second one to the self-proclaimed leader Captain America. This green monster was also present, untransformed, what meant that the redhead and the archer couldn't be far.

Immediately all tiny hairs on Lokis body stood on end and he had a sick feeling in the stomach. 'What if they can look through my camouflage? What if they attack me? I don't have enough magic power yet and my body must still regenerate and-' "Whoa! A person! ", shouted Tony Stark when he saw Loki. 'Damn! ', Loki cursed to himself.
"Something like that has become rare here in central city! ", he shouted further and laughed.
"Stark! Control yourself! ", Steve said a little annoyed.

Loki tried to ignore them and bit into the dry bread he had found. Just when he wanted to swallow, a pair of brown eyes locked with his green ones – and they were definitively too near! Startled he choked on his food. Coughing he turned away to calm himself down.
"Is everything okay?", asked Bruce shyly and positioned himself beside Tony who giggled amused and took a step back. Loki nodded fast, his face turning red with lack of air. When he felt a strong slap on his back – which hurt due to his enervated body – he could breathe again and murmured a quiet "Thanks" to Thor, who was grinning broadly and then also started to laugh.

Because of the bent posture and the strong cough, the great wound on his side opened up again. "Argh... ", he gasped and pressed his hands to that area.
"Oh my god, you are injured!", said Natasha and knelt before Loki.
"No... it's okay... I ca-nhhh...can manage that.", Loki gasped. Bruce immediately came a few steps closer and quietly murmured somewhat like "Please, can you take away your hands? I would like to look at it." But when Bruce stretched out his hands, Loki hit them away.

Then panic rose up in his chest as he thought that he shouldn't behave that conspicuously and he quietly apologised. 'You have to leave from here. Why in the name of Asgard do THEY have to appear here?', he thought as he let Bruce take a look at his wound.
"It has already formed a lot of pus! You have to get to a hospital – fast."
",All hospitals are overcrowded, this has no sense.", Clint said quietly as usual and strictly gazed at Loki. When he answered his look, a cold shiver ran down his spine. Clint looked at him like he could see through him so Loki needed to look away.
Clint was confused. This person seemed familiar to him but no name fitted to this face.

"Then we take him home!", Tony said suddenly and clapped his hands. He had left his skyscraper to the Avengers so that they were always accessible and together. A house full of freaks!
"We can't take a stranger to the Avengers headquarter! ", complained Natasha and Clint nodded in affirmative, his eyes still on Loki.
".. What if he is dangerous and we get killed in sleep? ", Steve murmured quietly, sceptical.
"Tsss... ", Loki hissed in pain when Bruce pressed a little bit too firm at the wound. "As I said before... gnnh... I... I make thi-hnn... by myself..."
Bruce went to Steve and quietly whispered: "He has high fever and because of the discoloration at the edges of this injury he also has a blood poisoning. He is dead till tomorrow."
Steve only nodded and Thor who listened as well had looked at Loki thoughtfully.

The trickster felt the look of Thor but didn't care too much. Thor had never been able to see through his tricks – exactly like through his lies.
'Until yet nobody has recognised me. In the headquarters of the Avengers I would be save and secondly I could trick them and murder them in sleep'. He grinned perfidiously to his inner self and liked the thought to mental and later also physical hurt them. 'And they can heal me.. .' The pain became worse and worse.

He interrogatively looked at Steve who cleared his throat. "We'll take him with us... but I don't want to see our headquarter full of injured persons!"
"Just if there are even more pretty wounded people around... It would be nevertheless entertaining... ", said Tony, grinning lasciviously at Loki and licking his lips.
With a strict look from the part of Steve, Clint and Bruce he let his shoulders sink and snorted. "Spoilsports."

"Okay!", Thor called loudly, slinging his arms around Loki and raising him without trouble.
Frightened of the sudden movement, Loki clung into the shoulders of his brother, but let off fast when it began to dawn to him what he just did there. Everything hurt and he needed to suppress a groan.
Clint snorted contemptuously, he didn't trust to the whole situation yet.

'This certainly becomes a big party!', Loki thought while Thor carried him to their headquarters. However his joy didn't remain that long. A wave of heat overcame him and he sank into fever dreams.

This was it..hope you liked it. 3 R&R please