An Earthly Scandal

Voices in a mad mind

"Bruce, go get a sedative now! Get Steve to come down too!" Tony barked as he held Loki's hands from his hair. "Stop! Hey man stop!" Tony yelled at him, Loki's eyes welled with tears and with a final piercing scream his arms; which has been raised up to fight, slackened.

The God slumped against Tony, his breathing became heavy and shaky. Tony lifted him up onto his feet and Loki almost fell over.

"The hell?" Tony asked.

"They've stopped...." He said looking up at him with tears streaming down his face. "They're gone...."

"What were they about?"

"My power...." Loki gasped as he looked at his thin hand, Tony expected some sort of magic to wisp away from his hand, but his skin had just paled greatly. "It's gone.... Odin you... bastard!" He sobbed shoving his face into Tony's shirt. Footsteps pounded up to the cell.

Steve and Bruce burst in, Bruce held a small needle in his hand. Tony took a hand and held it to his lips in sign to shush Steve.

"Just stick the needle in his arm!" Tony mouthed to Bruce. The Doctor walked over and knelt down next to Tony and Loki. Putting the needle point in his arm, Loki already had been weak but he calmed down and went comatose.

"Steve, you take him to the infirmary, Bruce and I will join you in a few minutes." The Captain nodded and took his own turn of kneeling next to them to take Loki. "Be careful with him."

"Ok what happened? What did I miss?" Bruce asked.

"Something about his powers. Some Odin dude took them away. Loki was fighting one minute then the next all the fight in him just 'POOF'" He made a gesture with his fingers, "Gone, he was weaker almost instantly."

"Is that why we could hear him screaming from down the hall?" Bruce raised his eyebrows.

"Yeah, come on we gotta go." Tony and Bruce charged up the stairs. Steve had laid him on the bed awkwardly. "Really Steve? Best you could possibly do?" Tony sighed.

"He's light as a fucking feather, what the hell do you expect? Sleeping Beauty over here won't notice. You do it!"

"Calm down please, both of you. Negative is not good." Bruce said quietly. "Steve, thank you, we've got it from here." Steve said nothing, just huffed and left. "Tony help me get him into a more comfortable position." They adjusted his limbs and put his head on some pillows. He skin was almost as white as sheets.

"Damn." Tony said looking at the pitiful form of Loki. Bruce hooked him up to an I.V. Both the Hulk and Iron Man had their hands in their pockets. "Should I go or what am I supposed to do?"

"Well considering how he was all over you when we came in I'd stay with him." He sounded annoyed, and he crossed his arms.

"Are you mad about this? He was struggling! What the actual hell?!" Tony asked, it was a whispering yell.

"Well it's kinda weird that he was so fucking clingy."

"He looked like he was dying, I watched and felt almost all the strength just disappear from him Bruce so what if he leaned on me! I was there and all he fucking had!" Tony hissed.

"We really need to stop fighting before some stuff happens we will both regret. I'll leave you with Loki, we're upstairs if you need us." Bruce grumbled and walked out, his eyes had turned green when he looked up at Tony.

He sat on a chair next to the door and closed his eyes. The heart rate monitor beeped but he slowly droned out to it and fell asleep.

Loki woke up staring at a ceiling and listening to soft snoring. He looked over and saw Tony Stark sleeping soundly in a chair. A brief smile came and passed from his lips when Bruce Banner came in.