Gone... And may never be found

Norse Mythology

Steve looked at the screen Peter sent over to him. On the hovering ice-blue screen was a picture of Loki in his crown hovering above a street in New York his ice slowly spreading along the building walls. Like most of Tony's files, the picture was taken from the suit in a moment of the fight. Steve couldn't really recall when this was taken but he would say it was a few years ago. He slowly touched the screen making the text beside the picture start scrolling. "Loki: Thor Odinsons brother and the younger child of the Norse god Odin. Loki is just like his brother considered a god. But Lokis real identity is that of a frost giant taken from the slaughter of their kind. Lokis frost powers come from his frost giant heritage. Frost giants may not have been gods but they were able to put up a fight with gods and could be on par with them before their extinction. In Asgard, Loki was often called the god of mischief because of his continuous pranks and cruelties." J.A.R.V.I.S voice echoed softly throughout the laboratory. "Do you wish for me to continue?" J.A.R.V.I.S continued and Peter shook his head. "No that's enough, for now, Jarvis thank you"

Peter sighed "How? I thought Thor told you Loki was dead! That he sacrificed himself for Thor!" Peter said distressed. Steve looked at the picture and then at his son. "I don't know Peter, Thor told me that Loki sacrificed himself before he left to take care of personal business. I have no idea how Loki is still alive..." Steve answered worried looking back at the picture of the horned Asgardian floating above the streets of new york freezing anything in his path. "I don't understand what he wants with dad either," Peter said low "What does dad have that Loki wants?" he continued and Steve sent back the screen to Peter. "I had hoped you would know that. Because as far as I know the only thing Tony would have that Loki doesn't is knowledge and I can't say for certain if Tony has any knowledge that is valuable to Loki" Steve said rubbing his forehead slightly worried. "I don't think dad was working on anything that Loki would be interested in," Peter said frowning looking at his notes. His gaze wandered across the room looking at the suits and projects who were scattered around the room. Nothing caught his attention as something Loki of all people would want to go after.

"It could just be that he wants to kill dad, to be honest, but that feels so out of character for Loki. He would do it in a theatrical way. He wouldn't just take dad and bring him somewhere hidden to kill him. With all Lokis power and how he usually behaves, he would have shown off his powers. Which means that with a big likelihood dad is alive. It's not 100% certain but there is a big chance that he is alive..." Peter said and Steve nodded letting out a shaky sigh as he thought about his husband dead. "Go on," Steve said a bit shaky Peter nodding looking back at his note and the file of Loki. "The file is far from complete as Thor hasn't been able to write anything. This is purely S.H.I.E.L.D's file. But from what uncle Thor told me when he used to tell me stories a few years ago... Loki wouldn't keep Iron man's death a secret. It would be a big event that we would either have to watch or have to try to prevent. Just to show off his powers, to play with us. Make us suffer at his hand" Peter said flipping through the images of Loki in the file. A large amount of them was from when Loki was in S.H.I.E.L.D's prison he looked weak and small in them. As if he had been defeated.

Peter continued flipping through them as Loki started looking at the camera. Peter swallowed. His eyes started to glow as he slowly stood up walking closer to the camera Peter flipping faster and faster. Loki got closer and closer until the camera was entirely frosted. the ice blue eyes the only thing visible through the frost. Peter continue flipping the same picture repeating over and over again until suddenly "I see you Peter Stark" was written in the frost making Peter drop the holo frame to the floor. "What is it?" Steve asked Peter coming back to reality. It was as if everything had disappeared for a second. Peter felt so empty, alone and cold. "H... he..." Peter stammered "Who?" Steve said worried walking closer to his son

"He knows we are looking... He can see us... He altered the file... Or mess with my head!" Peter said starting to panic as Steve came closer to Peter, taking Peter by the shoulders. "Who?!" he said again "Loki" Peter stammered and Steve's eyes widened. "What do you mean???" he said and Peter swallowed harshly "He... was in the photos... I don't know if he was messing with my head or the photos in the folder but he told me he could see me. He knows who I am" Peter stuttered. Steve slowly let go of Peters shoulders picking up the holo-screen he had dropped. The screen just displayed the folder screen with Lokis under L as it was supposed to be. "It just shows the folder screen, Peter," Steve said softly "I know what I saw! He knows we are looking!!!" Peter said panicking and Steve nodded. "I know you know. But I cant see it so I can't say what happened" Steve said trying to not to show that he was starting panic too. "Did it say anything else?" Steve asked and Peter shook his head "No... It only said I see you Peter Stark..." Peter said and Steve closed his hand into a fist in an attempt to not do something rash.

"It's pretty clear Loki has dad though... If he had killed dad he wouldn't show himself like this. This shows that he wants to play with us. If he had killed dad I am pretty certain he would have dropped the body here... But it's not unreasonable that he won't try to play with dad being dead if he is going to mess with us." Peter said looking around the room worried. "I still don't understand what he wants through," Peter said swallowing. He didn't feel safe anymore. He felt paranoid even if his dad was standing right in front of him. "Yeah, we have to be cautious. Loki has shown that we were right assuming it was him that took Tony and that he knows what we are doing. He can see us and he can make us see things... or alter things. So from now on, we have to be careful what we see might not be real..." Steve said looking around the lab. "I wonder how he can see us... Can he see us everywhere? at all times? How much can he mess with us?" Peter stammered feeling like he was growing smaller and weaker by the second.

Steve grabbed him firmly. "Peter calm down! look at me! If you start getting anxious you lower your mental stability making it much easier for Loki to affect you. You have to take a deep breath and calm down. We are stronger than him. We just have to stick together" Steve said and Peter nodded a bit taken back by his father's firm tone. "Let's go get some sleep. You have been up for way too long working on this" Steve said letting Peter go and Peter felt how the lack of sleep hit him like a truck. He felt his leg wobble almost giving in as he tried to walk. He took a hold of the desk steadying himself. Good god, he was tired... He had pulled all-nighters before but this was bad. The room started to spin and his legs gave in as his vision turned blurry. "Peter!" he heard his dad say before he went out everything becoming black.

Peter felt his body hit some sort of liquid, his mind and vision were foggy as he looked at the pitch black surface who was going further and further away from him as he sort of fell. What happened? did he faint? It was so dark only small white bubbles were visible as he was slowly sinking. It was so cold. He couldn't breathe nor could he move. He felt panic wash over him as he was starting to sink faster and faster. The almost shiny surface getting further and further away.

He tried to take a breath but it was if his chest was so heavy. He chipped after air but nothing happening he couldn't get an ounce of air into his young lungs. The black thick water stated slowly consuming his limbs as he was sinking, he couldn't feel most of his body anymore and the thick darkness was slowly eating his body parts. He was surrounded by complete silent darkness. He wanted to struggle and break free but he couldn't. His ears were rinning. His spider sense was going off like wildfire. His limbs were burning painfully as the darkness ate more and more. He felt his mind starting to slip. His vision got blurrier and blurrier. He was going to die. It hurt so much. He just wanted to call for help but he was in a complete silence and not a single noise would escape as the darkness was eating more and more of his body...