It was few minutes of discussion between the two men, that Izaya took his chances with getting up. The pain numbed by whatever drugs they had in his system, made it easier to get up. He wobbled a bit as he walked over to the two men.

"Oh no, you're staying here and resting." Steve said, when he looked over to see Izaya standing.

Waving a hand he said "Doesn't matter if I'm hurt or not. You need an observer other than Clint during the whole thing and it happens that part of my job is to observe whoever my clients request. As long as I'm away from most of the danger, I should be fine."

The blond still looked concerned, but didn't argue any further. Izaya followed them towards wherever they were holding the archer. Steve kept giving him glances, probably worried that he would attack Clint when he saw him.

He wouldn't as he knew it wasn't the man who attacked him personally. There was something in the archer's eyes that he couldn't quite explain, but it was enough to prove that it wasn't the man in control.

Besides it would be boring if he didn't have a little blood with somebody.

"Time to go." Steve said as he enters the room.

Natasha looked up, giving a slightly confused face.

"Go where?"

Steve turned away as he speaks to her. "I'll tell you on the way. Can you fly one of those jets?"

Clint exited the bathroom and looks at the blond. He also sees Izaya standing outside the room, giving him a smile and a wave. There was a hesitancy to answer the Captain.

"I can."

Natasha and Steve exchange a look before Steve answers back.

"You got a suit?"

"Yeah." Clint answers with more confidence.

"Than suit up."

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"Where will he be staying during the fight? He doesn't seem like he's in the best of conditions." Natasha pointed out, as the team got together on the jet. Clint was giving him glances, paranoid that he was going to attack him for for he did earlier.

"I'm going to be an observer for this rather than a fighter. I'm sure you wouldn't be like this if I was in normal conditions, seeing as your organization knows of my activities." He said with a sick sweet tone.

She scowled slightly then turned away from him. She knew better than to argue with him, knowing his history of everything that S.H.I.E.L.D could collect on the info broker when the news of what happened in a particular district in Tokyo reached them. The blond that was screaming his name like he was going to murder him, as he chased the info broker in what little video that caught the two. S.H.I.E.L.D would soon come to to know this man as Shizuo Heiwajima, known for his inhuman strength in Ikebukuro. The way that Izaya dodged and taunted the man, it was like it wasn't even a challenge to him.

It was enough to convince her that he was not a man to mess with.

The jet flew for a while before touching down somewhere. Izaya was given a new earpiece and that's when lightning flashed in the sky. Thunder roared and after a second, lightning flashed right in front of the group. Thor stood, like he wasn't lost and walked closer to them.

Izaya smiled and held out a hand an earpiece shown to the tall blond. "I figured you want to stay on the same page as us during the fight."

Thor looked at it before taking it. Izaya told him how to put it in and how to use if it was required for him to speak into it.

That's when a hole in the sky opened up.

"I guess that's how cue to get in our places." Izaya mused.

He and Clint were picked up by Thor to be put somewhere high up. Izaya smiled, loving the feeling of the wind against his face.

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He hummed an unknown tune as he watched the fight unfold. It wasn't long before He saw Bruce show up on the scene and turned into the creature that he saw before in the hallway. It roared and he felt a pang of familiarity.

The only difference was that his monster was not here, fighting or yelling at him.

With that thought in the back of his mind, he watched as the rest of the team fought the aliens with the occasional pointers from both Clint and him when it seemed that they didn't know if an alien was approaching them from behind. The strange aliens were fight with the others and even a few were crawling up to Clint when they noticed him. The archer shot them down with ease which left Izaya to do whatever.

Which mainly concerned with strengths and weaknesses from all of them. Who knows, maybe he could play with them and how they perceived each other and see how bad or good it ended up.

The only one who seemed unaffected was the Hulk, who shook off everything with ease and smashed the enemy with raw power. The thought in the back of his head came forth and again he shoved it backwards.

His phone rang out which brought attention to several of the aliens that were close by. As they crawled to where he was, Izaya could only sigh as he got out both his phone and his knife. Alerting Clint of his predicament over the com, he answered the phone.

"Why I thought you forgotten about me Namie. What did I do to deserve this call?" Izaya said, with a cheerful tone.

The first alien crawled up the side of the building and Izaya made sure to stab where he thought it would hurt it. There was a shriek of pain from it before it continued to crawl on. He stab it several more times, in different places, none of them seeming to have an effect on the alien. With each stab it let out a loud shriek and Izaya winced at how it hurt his ears.

There was a few seconds of silence after the last stab before she answered him. "Only wondering if you're going to give me my paycheck while you're off who knows where, doing who knows what."

"I wouldn't be so heartless as to forget that Namie. I'll make sure to send it to you once I'm done." He said with the same cheerful tone as he backed away from the injured alien.

She mumbled a snarky reply and then said her goodbyes. He hung up and pocketed the phone into his jacket. He alerted Clint over the com again to help him as it seems he couldn't quite injure these creatures, so he could escape and find another place to watch from. The alien was soon shot down with an arrow as another crawled over the ledge with a few others in tow.

All Izaya could do was sigh and stab them as best as he could.

It was a while before the aliens stopped coming for him. A few laid dead on the building and he made his way towards the ledge where he could go from one building to another. He looked at the distance, judging if he could make a jump even with his injuries.

"Well if it isn't the human. What are you doing so far away from the others? Shouldn't you be close incase you get knocked out again?" Came a smooth voice from behind him.

Thrill raced through him, giddy that the God was finally paying him attention, even if it was for his past failure. Well it's better to surprise the God than have him expect what's to come from the info broker.

He only glanced back at Loki, making sure his excitement was contained in both body language and in his eyes. He then expertly hid his knife, wanting to appear like he was defenseless to Loki. The God had cleaned up so much from his time in the cell, the strange Asgardian leather looking pristine and suave on the God's body. The staff that was held in his hand, shined like it had been polished a few moments and wore his odd helmet with pride. Like he was a ruler instead of a man with delusions.

"I'm far off because watching this fight is interesting. I suppose you're doing the same as I haven't seen you interact with any of them. What makes me so special?" He said with an easy smile as he turned his body to face the other.

Loki could only laugh before moving forward towards him. Izaya backed up to the ledge, preparing to make a quick escape if needed.

"No reason you need to know. Never to know in fact." The God said with a grin that could only be described as wicked. With his staff in his hand and moving forward towards Izaya's chest, he made a quick move to throw his knife and quickly get up on the ledge and jumped towards the other building.

Tucking his body towards himself, he rolled on the ground of the building and he moved forward once he stopped rolling. He didn't check behind him, knowing Loki would follow. After reaching the next ledge and finding his footing, Izaya shouted out to Loki

"Why don't you try and catch me? I thought you were better than that."

With a few more leaps and tumbles to several other buildings, his energy started to drain. His body including his head protested at the movement he was doing to escape.

Stopping only a moment or two catch his breath, he quickly scanned his surroundings. Other than the fighting going on, it was quiet with Loki nowhere in sight. Instead of bringing relief to the info broker, uneasiness doubled in his stomach. Izaya pushed himself to move forward, not wanting to be caught off guard while resting.

That was an idiot's mistake and death.

Several more buildings and his body gave out from beneath him. Still he pushed forward.

It was then he heard the sounds of boots hitting concrete coming towards him. Still he moved forward, wanting to show he was tougher than he appeared. The boots came in his line of vision and he could only look up at the God, wondering if this was how this all ended.

With him being controlled to take over the world with this man.

Loki flipped him over to his back and made a move to put the staff to his heart. All Izaya could do was close his eyes waiting for the inevitable.