Faith In The Deceiver

Epilogue

4 months later

Bruce thanked JARVIS as he entered into the box filled mansion. He looked around, everything was packed and ready for storage. He could hear the sound of music playing from the lab as he made his way downstairs.

The music got louder, he recognized it as The Legacy by Black Veiled Brides, a band Tony made him listen to once.

Unlike upstairs, this room was not packed. In fact, Bruce could see Loki, his hair pulled back into a ponytail, busy at work as sparks flew from whatever he was working on at his desk.

"Mute." Bruce said as the room became silent except for Loki's tool, which soon turned off due to the lack of music. Loki turned around to see who his intruder was but smiled when he saw Bruce. Lifting his steampunk goggles to his forehead he addressed Bruce.

"Hey, what's up?"

"Well, Thor, Clint and Steve are outside with a truck ready to take all this stuff to storage, but..." Bruce looked around.

Loki cringed. "Everything else is packed, I swear."

"Loki, we need to pack this up too." Bruce said as he gestured around him.

Loki sighed as he wiped his hands on a rag. "All this," he said as he copied Bruce. "Is going back to New York."

Bruce looked at him in disbelief.

"I'm working on something."

Bruce let out his own sigh this time. "Loki, we've talked about this..."

"I can't just let Tony's work, Tony's legacy sit in a box and gather dust! He wouldn't want that and you know it. Technology is meant to grow, to advance and I'm the only one that can..." He paused and grabbed something off of the table that was now precious to him in more than one way.

His voice became small. "Tony gave this to me for a reason."

Bruce watched Loki carefully. Instead of arguing he asked, "What are you working on?"

Loki smiled, a genuine and proud smile.

"Well, you didn't think I would spend the rest of my days sitting around a living a life did you?"

Bruce furrowed his brows.

"Soon, I will be beside you guys on the frontlines."

There was a crack behind Loki as sparks flew.

"Replacing soon with eventually."

Bruce didn't bring up the fact that Loki could already do this. Could fight like he always fought, with magic, but since the whole incident with Tony, he refused to even hear the word. He blamed himself for what happened.

Two sets of footsteps were heard as Thor and Steve appeared on the stairs.

"Hey, we good to go? Clint getting twitchy and wants to get tacos," Steve said, his face holding a bit of concern seeing the lab remained. His heart ached a bit when his eyes fell across the Iron Man suits.

"Brother, this was to be packed like the rest of the rooms."

"And it will be," Loki said as he made his way towards the stairs. "Just all of this isn't going to storage. So you can take all of the boxes upstairs and take them to S.H.I.E.L.D. I'm going to get cleaned up then I will work on this room."

Loki placed the arc reactor down and made his way past the three men and left them standing there in slight confusion. Bruce sighed and scratched the back of his head.

Thor walked over to the table and looked at what Loki was working on.

"My brother it not the person he used to be," he said as he picked up what appeared to be a rough sketch of something.

Bruce and Steve came beside him.

"I wish he hadn't given up hope. Tony could still be out there."

"Considering all he's been through, at least he's not in bed anymore. As for Tony, well..." Steve said. It was true. Tony had just...disappeared. There was no solid evidence he was dead.

But Loki wouldn't hear any of it. Maybe it was a way to cope with all the remaining unanswered questions. Whatever it was, Loki was recovering in his own way.

"True, but now I feel he's working himself out." Bruce grabbed another sheet of paper and studied it.

He let out a slight laugh.

"What's this look like to you?" he said as he handed Steve the paper he picked up. Steve glanced at the sketch. It took him a minute or two to figure out what it was then he looked up at Bruce in disbelief, Thor took the sheet from him.

"How does he even know how to..."

"If I'm positive on anything about my brother, it's that he's a quick learner."

"From magic to tech. Think he'll mingle them?" Steve asked.

"I guess we'll just have to wait and see," said Bruce. "Come on, lets get those boxes in the truck."

The three men left the lab to go and haul all of the boxes out of the house.

There was a rustling on the table where Loki had been working. A small, golden snake slithered across towards the arc reactor.

It's blood red eyes studied the device that had kept Tony alive, and then it faded into nothingness.