Loki prided himself on learning several important lessons since coming to Midgard:

Don't put ketchup on a hot dog in Chicago (What ever a 'hot dog' is)

Don't get in a land war in Asia

Never bet against a Sicilian when death in on the line

Never, and he does mean NEVER, think that one divine punch to the face is enough to take down Percy Jackson...

Oops.

Percy cracked his neck, spitting out a glob of blood and spit. "That tickled, Reindeer Games. Might I remind you I've gone toe to toe with titans and primordials? Your little love tap ain't nothin'." He hauled himself out of the gravel and adjusted his weapon's placement.

Stark chuckled lightly and sent a couple of blasts at Loki as a distraction for Cap and Widow, Bruce rushing to help Percy. The demigod waved off the scientist's help in favor of turning to Tony. "Iron Man! Get Loki's staff away from him. Cap and I can take him down if you do."

Tony smirked from within his suit. "You heard the kid, JARVIS. Fire the targeting missile at Jokey's staff."

"Right away, sir."

A single missile the size of a regular ball point pen launched from so secret compartment on his hip, hitting the staff with a satisfying clang. Loki looked on in shock at the hand that was now missing his precious source of power.

"Widow! Get Hawkeye and get the staff!" Percy glanced at Steve with an adrenaline-rushed glaze. "Up for another round of Whack a Skull, Stevo?"

He cracked his skull, grinning at the younger man. "Aren't I always? I got left."

As one, the two spangled heroes turned their ire on Loki with one swift punch to the face. He crumped into a heap of gold of obnoxious green fabric at their feet, Percy quickly willing the water to restrain him until Dr. Banner came forward with the proper cuffs.

"You will regret your choice, Son of the Sea. I could have given you your brothers in arms. Now? The Skull and Zemo will never let their pet assassins out of their sights. You lose."

Percy rose an eyebrow. "I lost? Might want to check who's in custody."

Their SHEILD pilot ambled out of the plane to help Percy haul their prisoner back onto it, leaving several confused heroes to ponder why it seemed that Percy and Loki had some deep, scarring history. Tony wouldn't be the one to enlighten them.

Percy's eyes widened when he finally caught sight of who the agent was. "Triton? What are you doing here?"

His brother smirked. "I can't check up on the Sea's brat? I'm hurt." He glanced to make sure they were out of hearing distance. "Father heard you were out of the ice and sent me along to check on you." His eyes softened subtly. "It's good to see you, little brother."

Percy looked at him in shock. "Yea-yeah you too... brother."

"Uncle Hades and you mother send their regards and Annabeth requested I tell you she's happy you're up and around, and to 'kick some frozen reindeer butt for her'... Something about Loki deserving it for Magnus?"

Percy laughed lightly, strapping Loki down to one of the benches. "How does that not surprise me? Let Pops know I'll be along soon to catch up and, uh, if you see Uncle Z, thank him for not blasting me to bits yet."

Triton's smirk returned. "He wouldn't dare; Father finally has you back in one piece and won't let you go so easily this time. Plus, that Travis's brat amuses him too much at the moment to take away his idol-- don't tell the Spider. It might make his head too big to fit in New York."

Triton went back to his post at the controls and Percy slunk back to his clawed-up seat to wait for the rest of the team to come back. Ten minutes and much grumbling from Percy later, they were silently zipping past the dark scenery of Germany at night.

"How are you doing, Perseus?" Loki asked 'innocently'.

"Shut your pie hole, Loki, or I'll find the nearest body of water and drown you in it. How do you like your sushi?" He glanced at Tony. "They still do sushi, right? I tried some after helping with Midway and it was delicious."

"Yeah. Remind me and I'll take you out for it sometime. I know this great little joint."

"You will pay attention to me, Sea Spawn! I will take everything from you?"

Percy smiled lightly. "Quit egging me on, not-Thor. I've already lost everything."

The SHEILD agent at the front tensed, but the heroes pretended not to notice. They tended to be weird people anyways. Loki glowered, but refused to rise to the bait.

Quite suddenly, thunder shook the sky, causing Percy to inhale sharply. Lightning forked across the sky ominously.

"Wrong Thunderer, little bro," the pilot muttered quietly, jerking the stick when something plopped on top of the craft. "Hang on folks, it's gonna be a bumpy landing!"

Bumpy was an understatement, it you asked Percy.

Unable to take it any more, Percy ripped off his seat belt and stomped out of the aircraft, sword drawn, to see who had interrupted his fitful flight. His eyes widened.

"Aw Hades." He smirked. "They kick you out of the Valhalla Legacy so soon?"

A bear of a man with blond hair and electric blue eyes laughed heartily and crushed Percy up into a monster of a hug.

"Friend Perseus! It gladdens me greatly to see you released from the ice!"

"Same here, pal... What are you doin'? Crashing into random planes like that?"

Thor grew grave. "My brother. He has sent several of our children to Helheim instead of home in his insane quest to prove himself a king. Now he plans to use one of the Stones to open a portal to the Forgotten Lands."

"Why doesn't that surprise me?" Percy sighed. "C'mon; I'll introduce you to the others. I think it's about time I give some explanations out anyways. Just... back off the theatrics a little, yeah? You're almost as bad as my uncle."

Thunder rumbled overhead.

"Sorry, Uncle Z!" Percy shot Thor a look that clearly said not really.

Thor smiled; he had missed his brother in arms.

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Hey Peeps! I hate AP testing... I need some character ideas, as I've said before. Drop me a comment if you have any ideas!