...January 11th,5010...

...9:49 AM...

Chaos is one way to describe my plan. Utter chaos but that is asides the point for my situation. I thank the stars that the many people I knew back two thousand years ago had since passed and are not able to see what has happened. I sent Knight off to Australia.

George and Shawn board the Helicarrier 2.0.

"I do not see Knight," Shawn said, once entering.

"She is taking a shower," I lied.

George raises a brow as Elizame came into the space craft.

"A woman does not take a couple hours for a shower," George said.

Fun fact about the Avenger's team; prior to this select generation there were other members who were not descendents of the original in fear it would seem to the general public that only the blood line of the first team are up for the role.

I smile.

"You are correct," I said, taking out a mobile device. "And that I was a lie."

I click the button.

The door to the Helicarrier 2.0 shuts abruptly in the way of Knight's double. The spacecraft became invisible and reappears above a large forest in Texas, though I am able to stay still while the sudden change made the Hellicarrier 2.0 tilt over sending the others—minus Shawn—sliding to the other side of the room. The door shuts behind them.

"What the hell is going on,Loki?" Shawn asks.

"Before I do that," I said. "Tell me where your base is."

Elizame gets up off George.

"Why?" Elizame asks.

"It is bugged," I said. "Most likely."

"The hell it is not!" Shawn said. "I have checked it numerous times!"

"...No, you don't," Elizame said.

"The people do not trust you to be the Avengers," I said, transporting all of us into the HQ room.

The screens beep to life projecting images.

"Why yes they do," Shawn said.

"You are a god, Shawn," I said. "They are giving you what you want."

"Fort Hensworth,Kentucky," George said. "Cotton Berry Street 3647."

"George!" Shawn said, his head turned towards George.

I press a few buttons.

"I am sorry," I apologize. "But I am afraid this when you learn."

I click the last large rounded red button.

"No!" Shawn shouts as their old base explodes. "That had all my gaming activity and everything!"

"Mind telling what kind of beef you have against America?" George asks.

I turn away.

"Not everything,Shawn," I said. "The things you treasure most is not in the treasom place."

"Treasom is not a word," Elizame said.

"Treason is," I said. "Now, mortals and immortals, I want you to see what the public sees you as." I press another button projecting a video. "I have taken out the cavalry belonging to the federal and left you in."

The video ran for five minutes.

"...Hey," Shawn said. "I do not kick the Mjolnir straight into the civilians!"

"No Shawn," Elizame said. "You kicked it into my face."

"Did not!" Shawn argues.

"...You have done that at least 5 times," George said.

"Then why does her face look so perfect?" Shawn asks.

"Luckily for me," Elizame said. "My power allows my face not to be harmed by metal."

George steps forward.

"...Is that how we really seem?" George asks, turning towards me appearing concerned. "Like kids throwing a tantrum at a machine without the right weapons?"

"Yes," I said.

The alarm goes off.

"Intruder alert!" The system voice rang. "Intruders have entered!"

The group faces towards me.

"I brought you here for a reason," I said. "Prove to me you ARE the Avengers! I am not helping you. Helping is not the point of this arrangement."