Masking Loki

Save the Lost

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: Ok, so, I'm brand new to wattpad (which I most definitely don't own) and I have no bloody idea what I'm doing, so any and all help is appreciated. Oh, I don't own Loki or any of the Avengers. Otherwise it wouldn't be a FANfic. Duh. Anyway, I'm just going to keep typing my story like this... Seriously, wish me luck.

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"Hey, Bruce, I think I found something!" calls Tony as he sips a cup of coffee and pulls up a file on the hologram. "I'm not really sure... It might be about you, actually. They've got it titled 'Green and Blue Death." Not exactly promising."

"Pull up the vid, Tony. We've been working on this all night, and it's our only lead on possible Tesseract weapons," yawns Bruce as he strides over to Tony. "Hmm... Click on that one," motions Bruce, pointing to a video feed in the file. The video pops up, and both Tony and Bruce gasp. "Is that... Loki?"

"Reindeer Games? No freaking way, man! This dude got the crap beaten out of him!" retorts Tony. The man in the video turns as stares right at the camera, and Tony nearly drops his cup in shock. Only one person could smirk like that. "I take it back, it's Loki. Scary, beaten up Loki... I need a drink," mutters Tony as he takes a swig of the alcoholic drink before heading towards the stairs. "Yo? Cap? We have an issue down here!" calls Tony, and Steve walks in a couple of minutes later.

"Is that Loki?" asks Steve, and both Bruce and Tony nod. Suddenly, a group of men walk into the room and towards Loki. Loki's eyes grow wide in... Fear?... As the men approach. Suddenly, they whip out knives and clubs and begin beating Loki as he writhes on the ground in pain.

"Shut it off. Shut it off! SHUT IT OFF!" cries Bruce as he turns away and clutches his head in pain. Tony shuts it off, looking almost as green as Bruce.

"Is that... Old feed?" asks Steve, stumbling over the vocabulary.

Tony shakes his head and swallows. "No, it's live. That's happening, somewhere in the world, right now. I need another drink..." Steve grabs the bottle and Tony glares at him in anger.

"I think we should get him out of there. Not only is he illegally back on earth, but he's being tortured. If he got his hands on an army right now, he wouldn't hesitate to destroy the entire planet," explains Steve, and Bruce nods in agreement as Tony starts searching through the files.

"Guys... According to this, he never left!" shouts Tony, and Steve and Bruce crowded closer to the screen. "Apparently, Thor agreed to take back one of Loki's clones, so that S.H.I.E.L.D. could... experiment... on Loki in peace."

"Where is he being held?" asks Steve, resting his head against the counter in anger.

"A couple miles away. We can get there in an hour."

"I'll stay back and monitor, I'm a bit... Noticeable," laughs Bruce sarcastically, and Steve and Tony nod.

*****TIME SKIP-----IN TOP SECRET SHIELD FACILITY---STEVE POV******

"Alright, he should be in here," says Bruce over the earpiece. "Coast is clear." Tony bends down and hacks into the electronic keypad, opening the door. I walk in and nearly lose my lunch at what I see. Loki lies on the ground, barely breathing. Blood covers the floor, and several of his bones are bent at odd angles. Tony follows me before back pedaling out. Apparently, his suit's clanking is really loud, because Loki's eyes shoot open in fear. As soon as he sees us, his face contorts in panic and he squirms into the corner and hugs his knees to his chest.

"Please no, please no, please no," whispers Loki over and over, and I can't understand what must have happened for someone so proud to resort to begging. "I didn't mean to, it wasn't me, I'm sorry!" he begins rambling before going back to the "please no" phrases.

"Loki, snap out of it. We aren't going to hurt you, we're going to get you out of here," I whisper, trying to gently pull Loki out of his corner without hurting him more. Loki just looks at me, and he shakes his head rapidly.

"Lies, lies, those are lies. You wouldn't risk it. Not for me. Never for a monster," he mutters, and he begins to slip into unconsciousness. I'm seriously worrying about his mental stability. I pick Loki up, and am shocked by how light he is.

"Tony, Bruce, let's scram," I say into my earpiece, and we get back to Stark Towers without any problems.