Dust And Tears (Frostiron) (Finished)

part 7

Strange yelled as the strange needles peirced through his skin.
"Painful, aren't they? They were originally designed for microsurgery. And any one if them..."
Maw heard a thud behind him. Loki had landed there and had two daggers in hand.
"...could end your friend's life in an instant."
"Well, he did put me in a bottomless pit. I guess that counts as friends."
"The infinity stone is mine, and if you stand in the way of Thanos's greatness, you will only be another dead."
"Not after what you did to Asgard." Loki lifted his arm, holding his dagger in the air. A hidden Tony charged a missile at a wall and the vaccume of space sucked maw and all of his wepons out into the void.

A limp strange almost fell into the hole as well, but Parker saved him with a web. The metal he gripped onto broke and he almost got sucked into space, but six large golden spider-like limbs held him back.
"Woah. WAIT WHAT ARE THOSE?" Parker pushed himself up and Tony sealed the hole.

Everything calmed down suddenly.
Strange's cloak was floating around as if someone invisible was wearing it.
Parker walked over to the cloak. "Hey, we haven't officially met."
The cloak flew away from him.
"Cool."
Loki went over to a wall and sat down. He felt like crying. Crying away all the horrible things he's done. Crying away the thought of his own brother.
He needed someone.
Someone to hug.
Someone to cry with.
Someone who understands.
Loki suddenly broke down. The thought of everything Thanos has done,
Everything he's done
was too much to bear.
Loki cried into his knees, the only thing he could lean on at the time.
He felt a warm hand touch his back.
Tony.
Loki put his arm around Tony's neck and cried into his shoulder.
He didn't know what else to do.

"I want to turn the ship around." Strange suggested.
Tony looked up at strange. "Yeah, now he wants to run."
Strange walked up to the weird control area. "I want to protect the stone."
"Yeah, and I want you to thank me. Now. Go ahead, I'm listening."
"For what? Nearly blasting me into space?"
Loki cried harder.
"Who just saved your magical ass? ME." Tony yelled.
"I seriously don't know how you fit your head into that helmet."
"Admit it. You should've ducked out when I told you to, I tried to bend you, you refused."
"Unlike everyone else in your life I don't work for you."
"And due to that fact, we are now in a flying doughnut, billions of miles from Earth with no backup."
Loki cried even more.
Peter raised his hand. "I'm backup."
"No. You're a stowaway. The adults are talking."
"Im sorry. I'm confused as to the relationship here. What is he, you're reward? And why did you bring Loki?"
Loki started breathing irregularly.
"No. I'm Peter by the way."
"Doctor strange."
"Oh, were using our fake names, uhh, I'm Spiderman then."
Tony got up with Loki still despritely gripping onto him, and walked to the control area. One of his arms were wrapped around Lokis waist, and the other was touching the oddly shaped control panel.
"The ship is self- directing it's course. It's on autopilot."
"Can we control it? Fly us home?"
Tony laied his head against Loki's and patted his back, looking into the stars.
"Stark?"
"Yeh?" Tony said, lifting his head.
"Can you get us home?"
"Yeah I heard you."
Tony played with Loki's hair as he thought to himself.
"I'm thinking I'm not so sure we should."
Strange walked around Tony and Loki aggressively. "Under no circumstances can we bring the time stone to Thanos. I don't think you quite understand what's at steak here."
"No, it's you who doesn't understand. I understand. Thanos has been inside my head for six years. When he sent an army to New York and now he's back. And I don't know what to do. Shit."
Tony realized what he had mentioned. The battle of New York, where Loki attacked Manhattan.