Just a Game

Loki wasn't supposed to be here--Well, Tony supposed none of them were supposed to be here, fighting for their lives in an alien coliseum, playing this demented game, surrounded by cheering humanoids who were decidedly more bloodthirsty then any sports fan back on Earth. Loki was looking impressively murderous on screen. He gave the distinct impression of having been through a particularly vicious meat grinder. Several times. The crowd went ballistic. They erupted into applause, chanting "6-0-1!" and lofting their fists. "Well, here he is, folks," said the announcer. "Today’s surprise contender, none other than Number 601, the so-far undefeated and undoubtedly most popular player we've had from the 600 series. And I must say, his kill count has been just incredible folks, scoring well over--"Tony tuned out the television, resting his head back against the concrete wall of his cell. Next to him, Steve sighed. This was going to break Thor's heart.