With 'The Avengers' all assembled and ready in their suits, they were ready to defend Manhattan.
"I wish we could have prevented this," complained Tony, "But alien invasions are oh so hard to predict and prevent."
He paused and, when no-one spoke, continued.
"Also, no hitting my tower. It's only just been constructed so I don't want any Hulk marks or hammer holes."
Bruce and Thor shifted uncomfortably.
"That ugly monstrosity deserves to be smashed from the sky," Steve muttered.
Tony glared at him.
"What?" Steve defended himself. "There are so many tall monstrosities in the sky nowadays. In my day there was no such thing as air pollution."
"In your day, Rogers, there were Nazis," Tony pointed out. "And I'm not even going to bother pointing out how scientifically wrong you were with that last statement."
Steve shrugged, conceding the point.
"Also, might I add," Tony said, never one to back down from a nonexistent fight, "I'm the leading name in clean energy."
"You and Loki, remember," Rhodey reminded him.
"Yeah, 'course."
"What is this clean energy you speak of?" Asked Thor, looking at Loki with interest.
Loki sighed.
"I'll explain later if your IQ has improved even the slightest bit since we last spoke of intellectual matters. Either way, it is not relevant to this battle."
Taking this on board, the team prepared for invasion.
"Good luck everyone!" Clint cried.
"Yeah, keep it together folks," muttered Tony.
"Give me a lift?" Clint asked him.
"Sure, clench up Legolas."
The two of them blasted up into the sky. Rhodey followed at a more leisurely pace.
"Bruce, get angry," advised Steve, beginning to sprint away.
"Noted," Bruce murmured and trudged away unhappily, always scared to unleash the beast within.
Natasha alone remained where she was with the two Norse gods metres away, loading her guns.
"Good luck," Thor said, his blue eyes staring uncomfortably into Loki's.
"Likewise," he muttered awkwardly and then instantly teleported, keen to avoid Thor's no doubt crestfallen face.
He reappeared on the top of a skyscraper where wind howled around him. Loki's teleportation worked in two ways. He had to be able to visualise the location so either he had to do his research beforehand, usually with the help of Google Maps, or it was simply a place he knew or could see from where he was standing. His teleporting didn't often run into the kind of trouble that amateur teleporting did - he'd never 'splinched' himself, to use a Harry Potter term, or ended up impaled on an object.
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Fanfiction(Best ranking: #31 in TONYSTARK and #85 in LOKI) Loki didn't mean to fall. Sure, he meant to let go but there were no accounts on 'the void'. Nobody had ever lived to tell the tale. Nobody until... him. A tale where Loki ends up on Earth after falli...
