What happened? - FrostSpider

Chapter 4: Injuries

Loki's POV

Stark was right I feel like I haven't eaten in years. They all headed to what I guess was the dining room. Peter stayed back with me. I stood up to follow which I learned was the Avengers when my legs gave way. Peter caught me "S-sorry" He wrapped my arm around the back of his neck to hold me up "It's fine come on I'll bring you to the dining room" I nodded and he helped me there.

I walked in with Peter and sat in-between him and Natasha. I looked at the food in-front of me and whispered to Peter "What is it?" His eyes widened and whispered back "You have never heard of pizza" I shook my head "You have to try it" I usually was fussy when it came to food from other realms but I was too hungry to care. I took a bite and it actually taste quite good but I felt like I was going to throw up. In a panic I conjured a bucket. A spell I didn't even know I could do and threw up into it. I felt dizzy from everything and everything went black.

Peter's POV

Loki just threw up and looked at me. His eyes rolled back and he fell unconscious I was able to catch him before he hit the ground. Everybody was staring at us "What happened?" Stark questioned. I sighed "He probably got dizzy from doing magic he cant actually do and from throwing up." I felt something wet on my had and looked at it. Their was red on it "He's also bleeding excessively" "Maybe we should check his wounds while he's asleep" Banner suggested. I nodded and gave Loki to Bruce. Bruce left with him in his arms.

Bruce's POV

I brought Loki to the hospital wing. I was confused about what happened to him. I realised that Jarvis could give me more information. The hospital wing was 2 floors up from the dining room. I lied Loki on the table.

"Jarvis can you give me a physical scan" I asked as I cut the bandages. "Yes sir. Loki has wounds from being stabbed and whipped. They are quite fresh, He has scars going back 3 years to almost immediately after New York. He has bruises again from a whip and from being beat up, Loki hasn't eat or drank in 4 years, Has burn marks and his right fibula (leg) is broken along with a left broken carpal (wrist)" I was in shock. How is this guy still alive? What made it worst is that I am looking at a 14 year old boy that can still feel this pain and was acting like he was fine. I didn't know if I should feel bad or not for this mass murder but this Loki is still innocent so I think it's ok to feel bad.

I took a shaky breath and began sewing his deep wounds and fixing his bones. 2 hours later when I was sewing his last wound he woke up scaring me. He sat up and looked at the needle and thread. He hug his legs shaking repeating "I'm sorry" and "I wont lie"

I put the needle down and put my hands up "Don't worry I wont hurt you I'm a doctor. I am helping your wounds" He looked at me with his glossy eyes. He seemed to calm down but he was still breathing quite quickly. I put my hand on his shoulder but flinched away "W-who are y-you?" "I'm Bruce Banner" I replied in my usual gentle quite voice "W-where is P-Peter?" I smiled at how much the boys liked each other "I'm not sure".

Like on cue Peter ran in "Jarvis told me you where awake" he said catching his breath. He notice how scared Loki still was "What did you do Dr Banner?" He asked me "Nothing he was scared of the needle and thread" "sorry" Loki muttered from beside me. His breathing was back to normal but he was still hugging his legs. Peter walked next to Loki "How are you feeling? "I-I'm ok" We then heard Jarvis speak "Loki is not ok and is in awful pain and I suggest giving him painkillers" I smiled a little at Jarvis selling Loki out but I was also worried. Loki was looking around for who said it "Why couldn't you just say that" I questioned "so-sorry" He whispered looking down. I gave Peter some painkillers and water telling him to convince Loki to take it.

Tony just walked in. Loki snapped his head up at the sound of the door open "Loki I've decided to let you stay here" Loki looked shocked and Peter was jumping up and down trying not to spill the water. I pulled Tony away "Did you talk to Clint about this" "well no-" "Tony Clint will kill you and him" "but look at the poor boy I cant send him back to Asgard to be tortured again" I sighed and nodded.

I turned around and saw Loki and Peter whispering to each other like teenage girls. Peter was now sitting on the table with Loki. The water was empty and on a small table. "Loki will have to stay here for a day or 2 until he feels a little better though" The 2 boys nodded.

Peter ran out coming back about 5 minutes later with a bowl of soup "thought you may be hungry" He looked at the soup "Don't worry you wont get sick" He nodded and took a sup "I'll be back to check on you in the morning but if anything happens before then I'll be alerted" I told him. He nodded and we all left.

Clint's POV

I over heard Tony saying that Loki was staying. I was filled with anger. I decided I was going to kill Loki tonight quite slowly so he could suffer. I heard the 3 guys that where in the room leave and I crawled to the lounge and dropped out of the vent I was hiding in sitting beside Nat. I decided I'd wait until everyone was asleep.

"Where were you?" She asked turning towards me "How long did you know Loki was here?" I asked ignoring her question "Since this morning why?" She asked suspiciously "and you trust him?" I asked still ignoring her questions. She nodded "Why he warped my mind, made me try kill you and everybody else" "This Loki isn't the same Loki you didn't see what I saw he's scared really scared and cant remember anything he did" "but-" "look you gave me a second chance can't you do the same for him" I sighed "Ok" I lied I wasn't going to give him a chance and I certainly didn't believe his little act.

She yawned "I'm going to bed" I nodded "I'll be up in a second" She nodded and left. I smirked and headed up the stairs to the hospital wing.

When I walked in I saw Loki was still awake. He didn't seem to see me. I walked up to him and wrapped my hand around his neck hoisting him up in the air with ease. I started punching him in the stomach with my free hand. He was crying and trying to breath "W-who are you?" He weazed out "I'm not buying your little act for a second. You deserve to die for New York" "W-what's New Y-York" He cried out.

I dropped him and his body collided with the table. He was trying to catch his breath but he also seemed to be having a panic attack which didn't help.

"You actually don't remember?" I asked lowering my voice hoping to not scare him more. Tears where coming out of his eyes as he shook his head. He was on his knees facing the ground with 1 hand on the table and one on his stomach. That's when I noticed I made him bleed. I actually was beginning to feel bad and all the anger washed away and I started panicking. He cant breathe. HE CANT BREATHE I kept repeating to myself. He fell unconscious from the lack of oxygen.