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This is the first chapter the first part was snippet because it was a fresh idea and still is.

Chapter One

Possession is a powerful weapon, take away a person's speech, movement and thoughts they're a shell. Take away their heart they become nothing but an imprint of who they were.

Loki: How will your friends have time for me, when they'll be too busy fighting you?

(Taps Stark with his scepter... nothing happens)

Loki: (tries again, with no success) This usually works...

Tony Stark: Performance issues?

"I never encounter issues like this but I can assure you I will take over Misgard that much is certain."

"How do you suppose to do that?"

"For a genius you seem rather small minded…" Loki steps closer to Tony as to almost bait him. "…There will always be a way where I come out on top always."

He taps Tony on the head with his scepter. There's a slight change in his eyes, if you were to blink you would miss it. This goes unnoticed as Tony has already had a glass of scotch and is too focused on talking to Loki that he doesn't feel the change in his mind. The magic processes slower in his mind then when it is directly put in his heart but is more powerful in a different way. This magic is a poison that needs time to work within the mind and give the desired effect.

"Like I said you must have performance issues, nothing changed." Tony retorts

"If you say so Mr. Stark as much as I do enjoy this banter there is a battle that I need to win." Loki then throws him from the window but Tony's a step ahead and has JARVIS prepare his suit to go to him and cover him before hitting the ground.

Battle Goes on Just Like the Movie

Loki is going back to Asgard and muzzled. Underneath the metal is a smile of accomplishment.

"This isn't over Mr. Stark; you will lose all you hold dear." The words echo in the back of Tony's mind even though they're never uttered from the prisoner. There's a sort of laughter accompanying the statement. He blames it on lack of sleep but even Tony Stark can be wrong even if it's just once.

He thinks about while taking a shower in preparation to go to bed. Before his head hits the pillow he cannot help but think something's wrong.

Dreams are a powerful weapon they let the person see what they yearn for but also what they fear.

It was early when he woke up at ten a. m. it was early than normally especially since he went to bed at five a. m. He briefly took a shower and stumbled his way down to the kitchen where he was met with a somber atmosphere. They were gathered in the kitchen with the exception but his foggy mind couldn't determine who it was at the moment. They were dressed in all black accessorized with red puffy eyes. At that moment he realized they were dressed for a funeral but the last time he checked everyone was safe and sound but worse for wear from the battle.

"Hey where's Capsicle and what's with the long faces I wasn't gone for that long there's no need to miss me?" After he asked the question he immediately regretted the words uttered. He received cold looks from the group.

"He's gone because of you. His funeral is today," Banner bit back with a bitter tone.

"What happened he was just here last night?" This didn't seem right he was sure that he had seen him last night before turning in begrudgingly.

"How can you be so stupid, you're the reason he's dead or don't you remember. He was saving your poor excuse for a life from falling when a rogue Chutari came up behind him with a spear."

"How do I not remember this if he was saving me it doesn't make sense?"

"No, what doesn't make sense is that you were so selfish to think you could handle the missile by yourself like an idiot. He shouldn't have died saving you he was a good man. You're worthless compared to him he was right you're nothing without you're suit. How did you're father produce such a reckless, insignificant heir."

"Give me a minute to let this sink in so Rogers is dead because me and today's his funeral is that right?" This was getting to be overwhelming it just didn't seem plausible.

"Yes, and you are not invited to the funeral it was only for friends and family." Clint confirmed with a harsh tone.

"Then how come I'm not invited we got along and I helped bring him back from the ice?"

"That's rich you guys never got along, always egging him on to fight when he just wanted to protect the innocent and do what he was told instead of what you wanted him to do. You were jealous of him; he was everything your father wanted that you weren't. You could never live up to his golden standard."

"We are leaving now try not to ruin anymore lives." Natasha remarked and they were out the door.

He stood in shock his mouth gaping like a fish; he just couldn't believe what was going on. How could he have missed an entire week and Captain America's death especially since he died saving him. The last thing he remembered was that the Hulk had saved him and they won that battle with everyone coming out alive. He couldn't believe he was the sole cause of what happened. There would be only one way to find the truth out.

"JARVIS"

"Yes, Sir"

"I need footage of the end of the battle from anywhere you can get it quickly."

"Right away"

"I have bits and pieces sir much of the technology is down from the invasion"

"Good enough" He tapped the screen to fast forward to his fall. He watched sure enough there was Roger's climbing up the windows to catch him. As soon as he was caught a tip of a spear was seen pushing its way through his uniform blood seeping along with it. He was dead before he hit the ground and as his last act protected him during the fall down. He couldn't react to what he'd just seen it was impossible. There was only one reaction he hadn't thought was possible for him, he fainted.

Back on Asgard stood Loki in the middle of a cold, bare cell smirking to himself holding his head with pride. He will be victorious he was burdened with glorious purpose; he will make his father proud of him for once.

Next Time:

Pepper rolled over to wake up Tony glad he was safe and next her, she didn't know where she would be without him.

"Tony it's time to wake up there are press conferences to attend and we have to work on your statement."

"Tony!" He wasn't waking, she checked for a pulse it was there but slow. She called Bruce immediately he was the only doctor in the proximity.

"Bruce help it's Tony he's not responding."

What happened next was a blur. They lost him once for several minutes when his reactor shorted for a moment.

"He's stable for now currently there is no reason he should be like this he was fine when the medic checked him right after the battle. We can now only wait for him to wake up."

Suspense,

Do let me know if a continuation is in order although I have a good ending the first two chapters are just to introduce you into what's happened to him from Loki's scepter. This was a spur of the moment idea that I had to jot down. Please let me know if you like it. It's going to get cooler trust me. It will never be sexually graphic as I'm not a romance novelist. Thank you to reviewers and alerters. You can p. m. anytime. I'm looking for a beta if anyone's interested. Also the characters aren't supposed to seem like their normal selves since its Loki who is doing this and has the liberty to do what he wants. In the preview it's back to the normal characters of the avengers. I hope you liked it.

Ciao,

Chloe