Building the Dream: Assembling the Avengers Page #7

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Where's this coming from?

What's the matter? Scared of a little lightning?

I'm not overly fond of what follows.

- Now there's that guy.

- Another Asgardian?

- Think the guy's a friendly?

- Doesn't matter.

If he frees Loki or kills him, the Tesseract's lost.

- Stark, we need a plan of attack.

- I have a plan. Attack.

- I'd sit this one out, Cap.

- I don't see how I can.

These guys come from legends, they're basically Gods.

There's only one God, ma'am.

And I'm pretty sure he doesn't dress like that.

- Where's the Tesseract?

- I missed you too.

- Do I look to be in a gaming mood?

- Oh, you should thank me.

With the Bifrost gone, how much dark energy did the

All-Father have to muster to conjure you here?

Your precious earth.

I thought you dead.

Did you mourn?

- We all did.

Our father...

- Your father.

He did tell you my true parentage, did he not?

We were raised together.

We played together, we fought together.

- Do you remember none of that?

- I remember a shadows.

living in the shade of your greatness.

I remember you tossing me into an abyss.

- I who was and should be king!

- So you take the world I love as recompense for

your imagined slights?

No, the earth is under my protection, Loki.

And you're doing a marvelous job with that.

The humans slaughter each other in droves, while you ideally threat.

- I mean to rule them. That's why should I not...

- Think yourself above them.

- Well, yes.

- Then you miss the truth of ruling, brother.

A throne would suit you ill.

I've seen worlds you've never known about.

I have grown, Odin's son, in my exile.

I have seen the true power of the Tesseract. And when I wield it...

Who showed you this power?

Who controls the would be king?

- I am the king!

- Not here!

You give up the Tesseract!

You give up this poisonous dream!

You come home.

I do not have it.

You need the cube to bring me home,

but I've sent it off. I know not where.

You listen well, brother.

I'm listening.

- Do not touch me again.

- Then don't take my stuff.

You have no idea what you're dealing with.

Uh...Shakespeare in the park.

Doth mother know, you weareth her drapes?

This is beyond you, metal man.

Loki will face Asgardian justice.

He gives up the cube and he's all yours. Until then,

stay out of the way.

Tourist.

Okay.

How about that.

Thats enough!

- Now, I don't know what you plan on doing here.

- I've come here to put and end to Loki's schemes!

Then prove it. Put that hammer down.

Uh...yep! No! Bad call! He loves his hammer!

You want me to put the hammer down?

Are we done here?

In case it's unclear, you try to escape,

you so much as scratch that glass.

Thirty thousand feet, straight down in a steel trap.

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