Wow I appreciate the love guys X) it is much appreciated. Again sorry about the brief chappy before but if you have seen my account you'd know I'm neglecting at least seven other fics of mine for this one so congrats this is by fav right now. I want to integrate Iron Man 2, 3 and Thor 2 somehow in all of this...just to let ya know this is probably the beginning of something grand ;)

check out this gif which I really wanna incorporate into this fic somehow... post/67546318835

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Tony lost track of the days, he hadn't heard form Loki since he'd agreed to the task. It only served to fuel his ambition to escape. This wasn't just a suit, this was something entirely new, and it would revolutionize him and his company. He was actually nervous, they rarely checked on Yensin and himself. Yensin claimed it was the cameras, they looked like ants rushing around an ant hill and so the Ten Rings believed they were building the missile.

Endless nights and days of hammering the metal to shape, wrapping his cut up fingers as he tried to wire the suit. He could feel himself getting weaker, the meals were probably infested with viruses. It didn't help that the water they drank usually had an oily taste to it.

Tony was frequenting nosebleeds by the time they were nearly finished the machine. He moved behind their makeshift frame and the small man began fitting on the suit. They took longer than expected to place the chest plate in position. They heard the footsteps and shouts, their stomachs dropped.

Tony braced himself as the men attempted to open the door and as soon as the wires around the metal handles were seperated, the spark ignited the tanks and blew.

"We need to hurry, just initialize the start up sequence." Tony urged.

Yensin frowned and turned to the laptop, "Okay...what do I do?"

"Control I, Function eleven. Tell me when you see a progress bar." Tony glanced to the doorway his heartbeat thrumming beside the electromagnet. Yensin secured the car battery under the armour and began doing up the last bits of the suit.

"Alright don't follow me out until the checkpoints are secure." The brown-eyed inventor reminded.

The yells returned, Yensin gazed down the tunnel and looked back to Stark who shook his head. He ignored him and picked up one of the dropped guns. "Hey, I'm gonna go buy you some time."

Tony almost pushed himself off of the frame, "Stick to the plan!"

But Yensin had already raced down the tunnel and began spraying bullets all over to scare off the guards.

Tony cursed and glared at the progress bar. He was so close... As the bar reached completion the lights flickered and Tony took a deep breath. Scuffs on the dirt floor drew near and he clenched his fists as the soldiers began to timidly enter.

They seemed to relax after a quick scan of the room and one even turned as he lowered his gun. Before he could finish his sentence Tony flung him across the room, the whining of the suit should have given the other plenty of warning but he too was flung away. A few soldiers began to flee and Tony followed at a steady pace, counting his steps and faltering. Why couldn't he remember?

He paused there and another soldier rushed out from another tunnel and Tony tried to smash his head with his left arm. Unfortunately he missed and he pulled on his trapped forearm as the man pulled out his pistol, circled behind him and aimed in at the back of his head.

The bullet bounced off of his mask harmlessly and killed the shooter but Tony's ears rang abuse as the noise echoed all around his head. When he finally managed to keep moving in what he hoped was the right direction he noticed the closed and thin doors blocking his path. And right in front of them the heartless soldiers had trapped one of their own on the other side. He smashed his fist into the man and he slumped down after the doors gave in slightly.

Silence on the other end until a whisp of smoke blew from in-between the cracks of the door. Screaming, and odd pulsating sounds and of course gunfire. Tony smashed open the doors and the men standing there seemed torn from running and staying. There seemed to be something causing chaos outside of the tunnels and as they debated which one would give them a worse fate, Tony attacked.

As he reached the end he could see the sun. For the first time in what he suspected was months, the warmth of it washed over him. Then the blood showed. Yensin was laying on bags of grain, out of instinct his eyes followed the line of fire and he immediately shot his weapons at the group of soldiers before they could pull their own triggers.

Yensin gulped, "You've heard we have an ally outside? Perhaps your friends did find you."

Tony flipped up his mask and stared blankly at the wounds marring the man's body. A dozen bullet wounds at least...

"Come on, we're gonna...we're gonna go see your family." Tony swallowed.

Yensin wheezed with a chuckle. "My family is dead Stark, I will go to see them now..."

Tony shifted uncomfortably as he looked at the man who had shielded him from the brute force of these caves...all while he ignored him in favour of Loki's connection.

"Don't..." Yensin coughed, "Don't waste your life Stark."

Tony could hear his final and laboured breath leave his body. He blinked hard and took a shaky breath. Looking outside to the freedom he had fought for...what Yensin had died for...he went out with weapons ready.

They immediately turned their firepower onto him when he stepped out of the shadows of the cave. Tony merely stood there as his gear protected him until the men ceased their fire. They stared in disbelief for a moment before Tony flicked the switches to his fuel spray. "My turn."

He released hell's fury on them; an inferno that caught onto anything and everything. After dispersing a large group of the attackers he pointed the jets of fuel to his weapons, intent on seeing them destroyed and out of enemy hands. A turret began firing and Tony's left leg support was shot, forcing him to his knee. He ducked another shot and grunted as it bruised his skin underneath. He pointed one of his streams of fuel at the last bit of crates he saw and with his other hand flipped the switch to ignite the jet propelled boots. As the soldiers tried to close in on them he shot up into the sky at a slight angle and beneath him his weapons finally exploded. The extra momentum from the blast radius knocked his balance off slightly and his boots began to malfunction.

His eyes widened as he noted how close the sand was getting...

The impact was painful, most of the suit was peeled off and had left scrapes and bruises. Burns began to form from rashes and Tony flung the dangling arm-piece from his forearm tiredly. He sighed as he rested his head back. "Not bad..."

It was cold, he could feel his insides slowing as if his body was turned against him and wanted him to die in the cold. The winds only picked up as Loki shivered. The path he was forced to take took him to Jotunhiem, a place he would rather never see again. Yet, there were pathways from Jotunhiem directly to Midguard and that was something Loki was willing to freeze for. He blinked rapidly trying to get a sense of his surroundings once more and failed once more.

There were faint shapes on the horizon and Loki was mostly searching for the hidden pathways so he had little to no time to react for what came next...

He was thrown across the snowy landscape and a deafening roar sounded through and even caused the falling snow to part briefly.

Loki grunted as he sat up and winced as his lips began to bleed again.

The beast was large, it had four legs and a large horn on the top of its head. It stomped, bellowed and remained where it was.

Loki sighed, territorial... He didn't have much to worry about as long as he respected the boundary. He took a step to the side and noted the way the beast eyed him. Another step and it was obvious that he was in free range territory as the beast did not charge or retaliate. With a swift spell he was carried a good few meters ahead. As he landed he stumbled and clasped onto the shelter of a dark and jagged rock. The wind was at least gone for a little while. He rubbed his cold hands together, the blue and faint tint already beginning to appear.

It made Loki curious as to how he could change his form. He'd never done it on purpose, not that he'd ever had the opportunity or will to experiment with his true Jotun form... It seemed the extreme cold of this planet brought it to the surface...maybe it was a defence against the temperature...maybe it was merely an aesthetic. He was a runt after all, why should he be surprised if he was not suited for the conditions that the giants were. He used the last bits of his magic to try to reach Tony. He felt immense heat, repression. Something really disturbing was being withheld from Tony's conscious...he was tired and thirsty. Loki could feel his heart thumping, his arm that carried the car battery was weakening significantly and sheer adrenaline was keeping him on his feet. Without much thought Loki focused on giving Tony some of his strength, he allowed the cold to transfer and he grabbed a few handfuls of snow before gulping what water they gave him.

The presence was shocking at first, Tony hadn't had contact in some time. The cold was reassuring and he smiled faintly. "Thanks Lokes..." He sighed as he felt the cold water rushing down his throat, pausing for only a moment. Then unintentionally Tony felt the surroundings of Loki... Snow, mounds and mounds of it and blistering wind howling all around the mere shelter of a rock propped up to block it. "Can you feel the heat Loki? You're freezing."

Loki frowned, To do that I would have to stop cooling you.

Tony scoffed, "I'll be fine, I'm in the free stretch. I bet you S.H.I.E.L.D has their dirty nose right over me right now, but you...you should take what you can."

It was a few seconds before the heat wave hit Tony again and he staggered slightly as sweat began to pour quicker down his brow. He still grinned gratefully.

He could have walked for a good 16 hours before the sweet sound of a helicopter neared him. At first he thought it was an illusion but it flew right overhead and he yelled in glee immediately finding the energy to run after it. He slowly lost feeling in his legs and sank to his knees as the helicopter landed. Rhodey was running out to Tony as he made the peace-sign with his fingers.

Rhodey seemed to stare at Tony in disbelief before finally kneeling to his level. "How was the fun-vee?"

Tony chuckled and squeezed his eyes shut as his best friend helped him to his feet. "Next time you ride with me." James sighed.

so I actually thought I uploaded this ages ago but I didn't finish it so I quickly did and so here ya go :)