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Anthony Edward Stark was well known throughout the world. Son of Howard and Maria Stark. He was a billionaire, a well-known playboy though in reality he couldn’t stand having meaningless one night stands, and above everything else he was known as a disgrace to his own kind. Howard Stark had been well known to be of the powerful dragon clan. Maria Stark was known to be an everyday vanilla human. Dragons were a top tier species, they weren’t meant to breed with low tiers. Humans were low tier and while they were the lowest of the low tier Howard had still married and produced his only heir with said low tier. No one understood it. As far as the dragon community was considered he was beneath them. As far as mid-tier were concerned he was their shot at beating a dragon. To defeat someone of a higher tier could earn someone fame in mere minutes.
The other fact that added to his disgrace in the eyes of the world was he held no features of his dragon father. He looked like an everyday vanilla human. He was often a topic of debate among many groups as many wondered if he was in fact Howard Stark’s son. Maybe Maria had cheated and these rumors almost always had his blood boiling.
Only he knew the truth, of the secrets both his parents hid from the world. It almost always had him laughing because if only the world knew what kind of being he was. His mother hadn’t been human and his father, well his father was a mix of everything wrong.
The number of assassination attempts on his life were ridiculous. So many wanted to claim glory and his fortune by defeating him. Midgard laws would probably be considered odd by other realm’s standards not that the other realms actually knew the truth of what Midgard and its so called mortals were like. The other realms still thought that Midgard was barbaric and filled with lowly little mortals that were weak.
It was Midgard’s magic that kept those like Heimdal of the gods from seeing the truth. Midgrd and its people didn’t want problems with other realms. Not with the types of wars they brought with the bragging rights the gods practically waved around for all the nine realms to see.
So Midgard laws stated those of a lower tier could challenge those of a higher tier for fame or riches but they could not target someone of the same tier or lower. Such challenges were considered illegal. For top tier things were a bit different. Challenges for personal items and riches couldn’t be denied while those for business reasons had to match certain requirements. Business rivals often took advantage of those laws to gain advantages in their companies. Tony couldn’t count the number of times Justin Hammer had challenged him or had negotiated for someone else to challenge him for the coward.
Justin Hammer of course was a top tier but he was a low-level of the top tier. He was an Incubus which was a weak type of demon. He often thought he was better than Tony simply because everyone believed his mother to be human and the lack of ever showing the features of his heritage made many believe him to be simply human. If it was true top tiers wouldn’t be able to target him for such challenges but no one ever thought to consider that.
Tony had been content to simply run his company and live without the usual thrills top tiers sought but after being betrayed by his business partner Obadiah he had decided on a new path. Afghanistan had not ended the way Obadiah had hoped and when he returned alive and uninjured from the Ten Rings and he discovered the dragon’s betrayal he’d openly challenged him. It was the first one he’d ever made and he swore it would be his last.
Obadiah had laughed and accepted thinking he was weak due to human blood. Tony had killed him in the challenge to the death for the wrongful attempt on his life. Obadiah had used cheating and mid tiers to try and kill him and that went against their laws. The world who had been uncertain of Tony’s strength had looked at the bloody mess of his once business partner. Not once during the fight did he call forth the features of his heritage.
Many would think people would realize not to challenge him, the attempts and challenges increased after that. The number of suitors also increased. Tony had no desire for a mate which the world had found odd considering dragons were known to take hordes of mates. Tony had always looked on with disgust at dragons taking so many mates simply to prove their superiority with a large horde. Normally they were mid to low tier which meant their life span was a lot shorter than their own but still, Tony didn’t want a horde or something false that wouldn’t last. He was sentimental while most dragons cherished their hordes of mates much like they treasured their hordes of riches.
So Tony Stark was odd and he added to the list of odd when he became iron man. Contrary to popular belief just because someone has strength to fight doesn’t mean they do. Top tiers didn’t fight to protect anything but themselves. Super villains like doom show up and the police can’t handle it who do you call? Well if you’re like a certain Shield director called Fury you call your own super-secret boy band. Tony became part of said boy band when he donned the iron man armor. With him was the ever loved Steve Rogers aka Captain America aka a top tier half breed. He started out weak and frail due to his human blood and he hadn’t inherit his mother’s angel features or any of the abilities that came with the top tier of angel. After joining project rebirth Steve Rogers came out as powerful as a full blooded top tier angel.
With the good captain was his best friend and a mid-tier were-tiger. Formally brain washed assassin and a little unstable sometimes but he was one of the two snipers of the avenger team.
Bruce Banner was one of the two humans on their team though many forgot he was human when he turned into Hulk. An accident had made the gentle doctor able to transform into a giant green rage monster and it was the most amazing thing Tony had ever seen.
The other human was Sam Wilson aka Falcon. He had wings of his own but they were mechanical but he was skilled and loyal. Clint was a low tier shape shifter and the second team sniper. His close friend Natasha Romanov was the more frightening of the spy duo. She was a rare mix that made her a mid-tier regardless of her demon heritage. She was half succubus and half gorgon. Gorgons weren’t able to hide their appearance like others and it was only because of her mixed blood that her gorgon heritage wasn’t on full display. Outside the team and a few trusted within Shield no one knew what Natasha was.
The last two of their team were the twins who were mutants. While technically mutants were human in recent years the issue had been pushed that humans and mutants be made separate species. So Wanda and Pietro Maximoff on their file were listed as mutants under their species.
The team had dealt with many enemies and threats but when Fury called the team in for what he considered a god size problem Tony had been ready for some kind of giant flying killer whale that would crush all of New York if it landed. He wasn’t sure why that was what he thoguht a god size problem was but it was in his head now and he was leaving that image there.
He wasn’t expecting to arrive fashionably late to the meeting to see two very attractive men waiting with the rest of the team. Fury glared at him for being late while Tony ignored him and took his seat. Fury didn’t scare him even though Tony had no idea what the man was. The small peek at the man’s file he’d seen on the man said top tier, nothing else.
“Everyone these are Prince Thor and Prince Loki of Asgard. Aliens who have come seeking a lost treasure from their world. They need our help to find it and return it to their world.”
“Two treasures, we seek the tesseract and Casket of Ancient Winters. Both were lost to us centuries ago.” Thor the big hunky man corrected and Tony wondered how it would feel to be on top of a man like that.
His eyes of course flickered to the elegant beauty that was Prince Loki. While he’d love to take Thor apart slowly he’d want that beautiful piece of god plowing into him hard and fast. He had to get his mind out of the gutter. He knew it was just getting close to that time when he’d lose control a bit which was making it a terrible idea to be so close to several top tiers. While Midgard hid the fact they weren’t all just lowly mortals and such they had tiers for alien races to. Gods just happened to be top tier.
“Two treasures. Stark I want you to go through your contacts. I’m sure you can find these treasures.”
Tony glared at the man.
“Don’t have time to go on a mystery hunt for two alien magical treasures. You’re not giving me any details and having me ask is asking for me to end up in more fights that I really don’t want to be in. It’s rude to go on a hunt for another’s treasure.”
It really was. Looking for anything specific was basically broad casting you were looking with the intent to challenge for it. Even those who didn’t have it would see someone willing and wanting a fight. Sometimes certain types like dragons just wanted a good fight to let off some steam.
“I don’t care, get it done.” Fury ordered because the man as always mistook how much power he actually had over Tony.
“Need details. What do these treasures look like and what the fuck do they do.” He matched the others commanding tone.
“The tesseract will look like a medium size blue cube that gives off a type of magical energy. The Casket glows blue and is so cold to the touch normal humans would be unable to touch it without getting frost bite.” Loki offered being helpful.
Tony inwardly cursed because both were in his collection and he hated giving up his things.
“I’ll ask around.” He said standing to leave. “If there’s no battle to be fought I’m off. Got a world to run.” He said with a hint of a joke.
In truth his business reached so far and all over the world he might as well rule it. When he made weapons he could have held the world hostage and became its king. Such a boring task it would be but it was fun to joke about. Most just laughed, some thought him mad, those like Fury were probably planning his murder knowing the very real possibility.
When he got back home he collapsed on the bed in his penthouse. He hated people taking his stuff. It was one of his more unattractive dragon traits. He was extremely possessive of his horde. He had a number of magical treasures along with other things that were rare even in other realms. Truthfully the tesseract was a left over from item from his father’s horde and while inheriting things from another’s horde lessened the value to most dragons Tony just knew it was his now and that meant no touchy to anyone else.
“Sir Ms. Potts is on her way up.” JARVIS informed him.
Tony must have drifted off at some point. He got up grumbling just as his former PA now turned CEO entered the room. The world nearly lost its shit as he had made the low tier his company’s CEO. The fairy entered her wings fluttering behind her but she rarely actually used them to fly.
“Ms. Potts.” He greeted yawning.
“Fury contacted me regarding two gods being on our planet. Apparently he’s worried you won’t contact the others of the dragon community if I don’t make you.”
Tony growled feeling that possessiveness of his nature rising again. Pepper was one of his. She fit into the category of loved ones horde. They could never make it work as mates sadly. It wasn’t that fairies and dragons didn’t mix, the other side of his heritage found the magic of the fae repulsive. So they made it work as friends. He could do with the contact as friends but to kiss or have any intimate relationship was just impossible.
“Tony are you doing alright?”
He ran a hand through his hair.
“Yeah…just getting close to that time. Mind keeping people off my back in the meantime? I’m not putting a target on my back right now and Fury doesn’t get to give me orders.”
She nodded understanding. While no one knew the truth of what he was she and Rhodey were the closest to knowing. They knew he wasn’t human and he knew both suspected he was a mix of two top tiers.
When Pepper was gone he collapsed onto the bed again. He rarely slept because honestly with his different heritage he didn’t need to. Like succubus and incubus who fed off energy released during sex he had a way of feeding off certain energies as well. As long as he had a healthy supply of the necessary energy he could go for weeks if not more without the need to sleep. Only now when he had trouble with his nature did he sleep excessively. To have his sleep interrupted was a very poor decision on other people’s part. On one occasion Rhodey had made that mistake and the man was lucky Tony had so much control that he hadn’t killed the man.
He ended up sleeping through the week where his power and nature would completely lose control. He woke to his wings out and his bed was on fire engulfing him in a pleasant warmth. A sharp intake of breath had the flames returning to where they had come from. He felt his lungs fill with the warmth only his own flames could give him before he returned his features to their hiding place. His stomach was growling demanding food while JARVIS listed the number of people that had tried to contact him. No surprise Fury was at the top of the list. JARVIS also informed him that Pepper had given Fury some excuse for his sudden absence.
He was in the middle of downing two whole pizzas he ordered when JARVIS told him that the avengers and gods were requesting entrance to his tower. Tony didn’t know how Fury knew he was suddenly available again but he allowed the others to come up to the floor he’d parked himself to stuff his face.
Clint cheered at the sight of pizza and it was only because of his massive amount of control that he didn’t attack the archer when he stole a slice. Steve at least was kind enough to ask and it wasn’t a surprise when Natasha stared Tony directly in the eyes as she picked up a slice as though daring him. It was a very common trait of gorgons that they would willingly dare others to attack them. He didn’t say anything to her taking the food and he just silently pushed the box towards Steve.
“So any word on the treasures?” Bucky asked not hesitating to sit beside Tony.
Dragons weren’t overly affectionate but Bucky as a were-tiger was. He liked contact and like most were-creatures he liked warmth. Dragons ran a lot hotter than most so Bucky was almost always glued to his side when he could.
“Yeah.” Tony said still eating.
“Well?” Thor asked expectantly.
Tony finished the slice he was eating before he wiped his hands clean and met the god’s eyes.
“They’re part of my collection.”
“Then you will give them to us.” Thor said and slightly behind him just to the side of Thor Loki shook his head knowing the blonde god was handling the issue wrong.
“No.” Tony said looking the god in the eyes.
“They belong in Asgard. You will hand them over mortal or you shall face my hammer.”
Tony stood up his gaze mostly blank but to those who knew him they could see the hidden fire in his eyes.
“I said no; don’t like the answer that’s not my problem. They’re legally mine and you can’t steal them from me. Better people have tried little godling.”
Thor gripped his hammer clearly not liking being told no while Loki tried to stop his brother.
“Perhaps we may discuss a trade.”
“No brother, this mortal has insulted two princes of Asgard and he will learn his place.” Thor said before he moved to strike.
Tony easily jumped out of the way and each time Thor swung his mighty hammer Tony easily dodged. The avengers had seen him fight as iron man and a few of the business world had seen him fight when challenged but this was different. Thor was a god and much stronger than most top tiers of Midgard. His hammer was said to make him an opponent most top tiers wouldn’t want to face.
Tony’s moves were graceful in a way that shouldn’t be possible for a dragon and his calm nature as he was challenged was unheard of for a dragon. Thor grew enraged as he finally threw his hammer. Tony dodged and as he had already guessed as Thor rushed at him attempting to strike where he dodged. It was then that Tony struck. A single punch had the god flying into the far wall while Tony walked back over to grab more food.
“As I said before, no.” He looked at Loki who was carefully hiding how amused he was. “You however have respected the rules of my house. You suggested a trade. What do you have that would interest me?”
“I fear I have nothing on me right now to offer as trade. I can return to Asgard to speak with my father about what we may offer for the treasures you possess.”
Thor had recovered and pulled himself out of the hole in Tony’s wall.
“If you’re dad is like him no because I don’t need to deal with another idiot who can’t use his head.”
“My father is a reasonable man and would discuss a fair trade.” Loki assured him but the other part of Tony’s nature could feel the lie.
“I’m going to have to go with no again, nice try with the lie though.” Tony offered the shocked god a smirk before he turned and left.
Tony was in his workshop when Clint dropped in like the sneaky little bastard he was. Tony glared at the open vent before looking at the shape shifter.
“So that was fucking awesome. Dude how did you take down a god?”
Tony just shrugged as Clint decided to perch on one of his worktables.
“He’s all bronze and no brain, it was pretty easy.”
Tony noticed Clint had found one of his stashes of dried fruit. Those were his blueberries and the shapeshifter just took them. Sometimes he wondered how the man had a seemingly bottomless stomach and still looked so fucking hot and fit. Tony might have an issue if he was still fantasying about gods and teammates.
“Still, you managed to impress Nat and not many can do that.”
Tony stared at the shapeshifter who was munching away on his snacks looking so carefree it was ridiculous and oddly attractive. He shook his head wondering what the hell was wrong with him. He really should look into mixed breeds because clearly something was going on that he was suddenly noticing who was sex on legs and wanting to bone everyone around him.
“You ok man?” Clint asked leaving his perch to place a hand on his forehead concerned.
Something snapped in Tony as he grabbed the archer and pinned him against the worktable nuzzling his neck. Dragons weren’t affectionate so the action was odd for him. Clint’s scent was just so enticing for some reason.
“Holy shit Tony…if you’re going to fuck me in your workshop you’re wearing to many clothes.” Clint half joked and only the hard on in his pants showed that he was very interested in what might follow.
Tony growled as his claws came out and he tore apart Clint’s clothing. Before the archer could even protest Tony was on his knees shallowing down the shapeshifter’s cock. A loud moan came out of the man as his fingers gripped Tony’s hair. Only Tony’s grip on Clint’s hips kept the man from trying to thrust into his mouth. When Clint came he did so shouting and Tony happily shallowed down his load feeling a bit relieved like this was what he needed.
“Holy fuck that was hot.” Clint breathed as he lay in a boneless mess on the table.
“Sorry about that, not sure what came over me.”
“Hey no complaints here Tony, you’re fucking hot and I haven’t gotten laid in a while.”
Tony looked at the shreds that were the remains of Clint’s clothing.
“I’ll buy you new ones.”
Clint looked at the nearest shreds and shrugged.
“All good, just not sure how I’m leaving here without clothes. Also the two gods are still hanging out hoping to work out a deal.”
Tony growled in annoyance.
“Tell them to go away. Loki was fine until he tried to lie to me.”
“How did you manage to see through his lie? Even Nat couldn’t see it.”
“Really? You get an amazing blowjob and that’s your question?”
Clint laughed as he decided to just lay on the worktable. When JARVIS alerted them to Natasha requesting their presence Clint just decided to shapeshift into a hawk and rested on Tony’s shoulder as he headed up to the floor where Natasha was waiting with the others. Thor looked less than happy when he looked at Tony but apparently Loki had talked some sense into him so he wasn’t trying to force Tony to give up the treasures again.
“Tony can we try to discuss this like civilized people?” Steve tried when he arrived.
Natasha turned to look at Tony and to all their shock she sudden moved towards him and latched onto him. He cursed as her legs wrapped around him tightly and she gripped his hair forcing his head to the side as she inhaled near his neck.
“The fuck Nat?”
Even Clint was surprised by the open displays of her nature. Clint flapped his wings startled and Tony knew with the death grip of a gorgon he couldn’t remove her without hurting her. He didn’t understand what had her succubus nature showing without her being able to control it. Then it clicked and he cursed. Several types went into heat and he just happened to be one of them. Due to his mixed blood he wouldn’t realize it on his own.
“Nat no, not interested right now.”
Succubus reacted a bit forcefully when encountering those in heat. Gorgons never ones to back down from a challenge was making her not take no for an answer.
“A little help Steve? You’re team leader; get her off because if I have to I’m going to hurt her.”
Steve gave him a look that said all he needed to know. Fuck angels became weaker around certain heat pheromones. Wanda decided to help as she used her power to get Nat to completely let go which meant she fell like a sack of potatoes. Tony looked at the unconscious mixed breed feeling a bit sorry that this had happened before he picked her up and laid her on the couch.
“Tony, what did you do to her to make her act like that?” Steve asked still unable to get close because it would weaken him more.
Bucky was sniffing the air smelling Tony’s heat.
“He’s in heat.” Bucky said.
“Tony what haven’t you been telling us?” Steve asked going full team leader Captain America mode.
Tony didn’t get the chance to answer as the alarmed blared before Fury’s voice echoed throughout the room.
“Avengers assemble; Doom is attacking with a small army of doombots.”
Tony was thankful for the distraction because he could honestly use something to take his anger out on.
“You heard him, Clint come on we need eyes on the field. Tony you’re staying here.”
Tony glared at Steve.
“I can still fight.” He nearly snarled at the self-righteous angel.
“Doesn’t matter, you’ve lied to us and until I know you can be trusted you’re benched.”
Clint screeched getting Tony’s attention reminding him of the archer’s current state.
“Clint can’t go, he’s naked.”
Steve gave him yet another disappointed look before he, Bucky, Wanda, Pietro, Sam, and Bruce left to deal with Doom. Bucky was a sniper but he had a habit of going winter soldier mode which meant he was silent. He couldn’t be the team’s eyes.
The two gods confused by everything just looked at him while Clint’s feathers were ruffled clearly showing he wasn’t happy with what Steve said. Tony walked over to one of the nearby walls that led to a secret room he had attached to the usual room that the avengers gathered in when they were in his home. He placed his hand against the wall where a hidden scanner was. When the room opened he walked in grabbed spare clothes and a bow with arrows for Clint before walking out.
“They need eyes on everything. J will give you ride out.”
Clint shifted making the two gods stare in shock as he quickly dressed.
“So you have a secret room with extra gear for the team. That’s awesome. So I know Steve thinks you lied but honestly I don’t remember actually ever asking you what you are. Here’s me asking, what are you?”
“That’s a conversation for later but for now let’s just say I’m a trifecta of top tiers.”
Clint stared shocked before he nodded.
“Alright, well keep an eye on Nat and hopefully she doesn’t wake up to jump you.”
When Clint went to the balcony JARVIS controlling the suit picked him up and took him to meet the team. Tony sighed looking annoyed knowing he’d been left behind by the team.
“So Midgard has more than just simple mortals.” Loki stated sounding quite amused.
Tony smirked.
“You weren’t supposed to see any of that. We prefer outsiders don’t know.”
Loki stood approaching him.
“What are you then if I may ask?”
Tony smirked.
“Trying to find information to use to get your treasures?”
“Not at all, I am still willing to bargain for those if you’d allow it. I do apology for insulting you earlier with my lies. I fear as a god of lies it comes so naturally to me.”
Tony had to steady himself. Knowing he was in heat now just made him a lot more aware of the fact that Loki was sex on legs and that his silky smooth voice is one he could listen to all night long.
“Well I might be willing to arrange a trade of some kind. I’m afraid I don’t part with what’s mine to easily.”
“I shall see what I can do then Mr. Stark. I do believe you did not answer my previous question though.”
Tony smirked amused that Loki had noticed he had avoided the question.
“I’m many things. The world believes me to be a half human half dragon.”
Loki and Thor both looked interested at the mention of dragons.
“Dragons are quite powerful beings. I am surprised your comrades would speak in such a way to you but I do understand now why you’re not willing to part with your treasures. You did say the world believes you to be this though. I suspect you are not human.”
“I’m not; I’m a mix of three things. My father was a half dragon half demon and my mother an angel.”
“I have heard of fire demons of another realm but never any type of demon in Midgard. I do not understand what an angel is though.”
“Maybe when the others get back you can see what an angel is. So what kind of things could one of Asgard’s princes offer me to replace the two treasures they want from my collection?”
Loki considered it for a moment.
“As it appears my thoughts of Midgard are quite off perhaps a rare tome? I have a few rare artifacts from my travels in other realms though you are a warrior as well. Perhaps a weapon crafted by Asgard’s finest blacksmiths?”
“I’m an inventor, any weapon they can make I can make better. Not sure what kind of tomes we’re talking but I suppose if they’re interesting enough I’ll accept. I’d have to see them first.”
Loki nodded.
“If you would allow then I shall return to Asgard to retrieve the items I’ve mentioned.”
“Sure, see you when you come back.”
Loki leaned down to whisper in Thor’s ear in a hushed whisper.
“I shall inform father of what is transpiring. I believe having Asgard’s king help handle this matter shall help sway this in our favor.” He told Thor in a language not of Midgard probably assuming Tony didn’t understand.
When Loki left Tony was left considering what it would be like to meet Asgard’s king. He hid his smile knowing the Aesir had greatly underestimated both Midgard and him. Tony was known as a genius but even that was an understatement. Tony craved knowledge like the ancient dragons. Howard had inherited the more destructive side of the dragon nature which explained why he’d gone into weapons manufacturing. Tony collected things from the furthest corners of the universe. It was more than likely Asgard didn’t have any tomes he didn’t already own. Much of Tony’s collection of tomes were inherited from Howard only because Howard couldn’t be bothered to throw out the things he considered useless from his own father. So from previous generations Tony possessed tomes that predated Asgard itself.
He was sitting drinking some tea when the avengers returned. Of course he had his tea in a tumbler with ice to make it appear he was drinking alcohol. It was a well-known fact Howard loved his alcohol and was an alcoholic. Most assumed the same of him and it helped to make others underestimate him to think he ever dropped his guard. It also hid a slight weakness of his. Due to his mixed nature he couldn’t actually drink alcohol. He was ok with the scent unlike his mother had been but drinking and or tasting it was a big no-no.
No one was injured which was good but Steve was still wearing that ‘I’m the leader and we’re going to talk’ face which Tony disliked so much. His first reaction to being on the same team as an angel was to outright refuse. His mixed nature helped him to stand being on the same team as an angel. However it didn’t help against the overwhelming pain of rejection from one of his own. Angels were strong depending on the tier of angel but they were sensitive. They were a community type much like the were-creatures. They stayed together and were unnaturally loyal to their own. To reject one of their own meant soul deep pain.
Steve hadn’t even stopped to think about it, he’d just rejected Tony completely. With community type species there was no mending those bridges once they were burned. Steve was all about being a team but he’d put a permanent fracture in their team.
Clint went to Natasha’s side to check to make sure she was ok while Steve asked what happened to Loki. Hearing he went back to Asgard to retrieve some things apparently was the wrong thing to say. Steve went on about how he didn’t clear it with him or Fury before letting the god return home. Tony ignored him.
“Tony you know I can’t be around that stuff. Dump it.” Steve said eyeing the tumbler he clearly hadn’t bothered sniffing to see if it was actually what he thought it was.
Tony downed the liquid before placing the empty glass in the kitchen. He suspected Bucky knew the drink had been tea. He never said anything knowing Tony was deceiving people for a reason. The former assassin and Tony always had a silent understanding between them. Of the avengers he got along best with him and Bruce.
Clint glanced at Tony before he took Natasha from the tower. It wouldn’t be good if she came to still with a demon in heat. She’d be all over him again and as attractive as she was she was deadly to and Tony preferred not to get on her bad side.
The avengers decided while waiting for their missing guest to return they’d write up their reports for Fury. Tony had tried leaving but Steve being team leader said he was staying until Coulson arrived for his file to be updated as well as his status to officially changed to benched. Tony wondered what the good captain would do if he found out Tony wasn’t actually an official avenger. He was listed as a consultant mostly because Fury had a bug up his butt when Tony refused to fight with his abilities and instead limited himself to his armor. He’d made some bullshit story about Natasha making a report that said he wasn’t recommended but Tony could smell a lie a mile away. Benefits of being a top tier type among demons.
When Loki returned he brought more than just his father. The elegant and regal woman next to the king certainly had to be Asgard’s queen the Allmother.
“Welcome to my home, you must be the king and queen of Asgard. A pleasure to meet you.” Tony said in a charming and respectful tone none had heard from him before as he bowed to the two royal members.
Tony knew how the world and universe worked. He knew they were royalty and he knew how to act appropriately when necessary regardless of how many people thought he was deadly allergic to manners.
“You are Tony son of Stark; my son mentioned you wished for us to trade for the treasures that belong in Asgard.”
Tony stood strong facing the king.
“I fear the treasures you seek are important to me as they are part of my horde. I do not part with what is mine so easily. Your son mentioned making a trade perhaps for some tomes though I am uncertain if he would have any that would interest me.”
Odin motioned for Loki to show what he’d brought. Loki summoned the tomes from whatever dimension he’d kept them in to make the trip easier. It was a magic only a few had and if Odin thought Tony was a fool he could play this game just as easily. Tony sat down in front of the table Loki placed the very large and old tomes that were well kept. They were of Loki’s personal collection and Tony could never take such treasured items. He had copies of each tome already anyways but he realized Loki was willing to give up his own treasures for something that would end up belonging to the king, not him.
“I appreciate the offer of such treasures in exchange but I fear I cannot accept any of these Prince Loki.”
A flash of emotion crossed the god’s face. Anger because they were his treasures and they had such value not only to himself but some mages would kill to get their hands on such tomes and disappointment because he’d failed to do something that would make his king and father look favorably upon him.
“Are none of these of a topic of your liking?” Loki asked calmly trying to salvage the situation or find what else would interest Tony.
“That is not the issue here I assure you Prince Loki. There is something I have found I would happily exchange for the tesseract though. I would also consider an arrangement for the return of the Casket to its rightful place.” He said standing to face Odin.
“What is it you wish for exchange and what arrangement?” Odin asked.
“Well first the arrangement. You see I am something of a scholar though my level of intelligence has no match within this world. I long to share my knowledge with one deserving of it. That would mean my own collection of tomes and books. Loki appears to be quite intelligent and should I parish before producing an heir which is likely in my line of work as a warrior of this world, at least I would know my knowledge is not lost. The arrangement would simply be if you and your son Loki allowed it for him to remain here to gain what knowledge I have within my collection. I believe it would be quite enjoyable for him to have access to such knowledge though perhaps I’m overstepping in my assumption but if it can be helpful to your kingdom it would be a benefit.”
Loki looked surprised and the avengers were just staring in disbelief at Tony’s manner of speech. He was thankful Natasha wasn’t here because she would have seen or at least had a hint of the traps he was laying within his terms and the wording. The gods were still underestimating him so they would easily fall prey to his trap.
“I would agree to this. My son?” Odin asked looking to Loki.
“Of course father. To gain more knowledge would be an honor.” Loki agreed though there was a clear look in his eyes as he tried to understand why Tony was giving up a so called precious treasure to him for something as simple as the presence of a god for a short time .
“Then it is agreed upon. What is the second you wish for?”
“Well as I said I am a scholar and I can hardly pass up the chance for a bit of information from the king of another world. I understand to ask to much would be quite rude so I simply wish to ask four questions and receive only truth as answers to such questions. Would this be agreeable to you King Odin?”
“Four truths for the tesseract?” Odin asked.
“Is it too much to ask?” Tony asked sounding concerned he’d crossed the line though it was all for show to make the king overlook just how much he could give away with four simple questions.
“I agree to your terms.” Odin said.
Tony stepped forward and held out his hand.
“Then shall we shake on it your majesty?”
Odin the fool took his hand and shook it. Runes of red and gold surrounded them both encircling them rapidly before they vanished.
“What was that?”
“Old magic, you will be bound by your word for this arrangement. So first question,” Tony said turning away from the stunned king and queen and seeing the shock on Loki’s and Thor’s face as well. “Does King Laufey still live?”
Odin seemed to realize Tony had ensnared him in a trap but the magic was older than Odin and he couldn’t fight it as the answer came pouring out without him attempting to utter them himself.
“No, King Laufey was killed some years back.”
Tony looked conflicted.
“Such a shame but he was a tyrant so I suppose its better he’s no longer in power. He did bring war to Midgard long ago in a mad quest for power. Second question, Do you love both Thor and Loki as your sons that you are proud of for their own separate achievements?”
Odin looked ready to bite off his own tongue knowing where these questions were leading. The magic would stop him from biting his tongue and again the words came pouring out.
“Yes I love both of them equally and I have always been proud of them. Loki is a powerful mage and smart and Thor is a fine warrior. Both are achievements worth acknowledging.”
Loki was confused by the line of questioning and Frigga was silently hiding her joy. Tony got the feeling she had wanted to speak the truth long ago but never couldn’t because her husband was king and his word was law.
“Third question, why have you lied to Loki all these years?”
Odin was nearly red in the face in his anger but answers came of their own accord.
“I never wanted him to feel any different from Thor. He was as much my son and a prince of Asgard as him.”
Tony looked at Odin having wondered which it was.
“Before I ask my last question I suppose I should explain the reasoning for my line of questioning. You see there are usually only two reasons for lies. The first is shame and the second is to protect, whether that be the person that’s telling the lie or the one the lie concerns. I see now you lied to protect the one the lie concerns. For my last question, who are Loki’s birth parents?”
Loki paled as he shot a look to his parents.
“I do not know Loki’s birth mother but his birth father was King Laufey of Jotunhiem.”
“Wh-what? Father…Odin…you lied to me all these years?!” Loki snapped.
Loki’s eyes widened as he looked at Tony.
“How did you know?”
Tony met his gaze.
“There’s no way seeing you and the rest of your family that there’s anyway you’re genetically linked to them. You’re appearance and magic are both completely different from theirs. I can sense your magic to which isn’t one that can belong to an Aesir. You’re ability for accessing and creating pocket dimensions is a natural ability not available to the Aesir. Also you’re smell is clearly of a different bloodline. Would you like to come with me to see the location of my collection of tomes and treasures?”
Loki nodded still trying to process what he’d been told. He looked far to pale and Tony was almost concerned he’d pass out.
“Odin you and Frigga may join as well. I fear exploring the area will be restricted but you would at least have an idea of the timeline your son would be with me.”
Both walked over with Odin not happy in the least. Frigga looked quite pleased though to those unable to see the slight differences she seemed impassive to the events that just transpired. Once both were next to him he teleported them to the dimension of his own creation where he kept his greatest treasures. It had taken some time to master crafting a stable and lasting dimension especially one of such an impressive size. He had managed easily though as well as engraved every protection spell at his fingertips within its design. The sound of a spear hitting the floor could be heard and Tony had to suppress the smirk that threatened his lips. He turned to see Odin, Frigga, and Loki staring jaw dropped wide open. Asgard’s library had nothing on him.
“Friday my darling can you and Veronica retrieve the Tesseract and Casket of Ancient Winters?”
The gods turned to see two human like figures appear and both nod before going to retrieve the treasures. They weren’t human of course but androids. Tony had been bored one day and found himself watching anime of all things. He’d taken an interest not in the show itself but the designs of the androids in the show Chobits. He’d designed Friday after the main persocom(android because that’s what they were and he refuses to use the other name) Chi and he designed Veronica after the android Yuzuki. There were a number of others in the place but they were probably off doing their own thing. They weren’t simple machines and each had a lovely personality all their own.
“H-how big is this place?” Loki asked looking around at the seemingly endless halls and massive bookcases. There was also a large spiral staircase that led to another floor.
“I can’t really say how big it is but my family has been collecting knowledge and treasures for generations and I inherited them all upon my father’s death.” He hated calling Howard father but they wouldn’t understand if he didn’t say that. “There’s about fifty or so floors and each one either has tomes and scrolls or other magical weapons, relics, or rare materials and such.”
Odin and Frigga hadn’t yet closed their mouths and the spear lay forgotten on the floor. Loki was staring wide eyed before his gaze slowly turned to Tony in understanding. It was a silent conversation that passed between them.
You’ve give me a way to not have to return to Asgard if I don’t wish to?
Of course, they lied for what must be at least a few centuries; I can’t imagine you’d want to go back right away.
Why would you do this?
I’m a dragon and I do what I want. Plus you’re kind of interesting.
All that was said between them through their eyes though perhaps not in those exact words.
“How long did it take to gather such a collection?” Frigga asked finally finding her voice it seemed.
“Well my species lives for a good several thousand years so a few generations at least. Each one passing down their horde.”
Friday and Veronica returned with the Casket and Tesseract.
“Veronica if you’d give the Tesseract to Odin as per our agreement. The Casket belongs to Loki.”
Loki stared shocked while Odin looked enraged.
“That was not our agreement.”
“It was actually Odin.” Tony said in the most charming and falsely innocent tone, “I said I would return the Casket to its rightful place. As per Jotunhiem law the Casket as the Jotun people’s most prized possession belongs in the hands of Jotunhiem’s rightful ruler. As such with King Laufey dead it goes to his eldest child which is Loki. If you need confirmation I have a tome with Jotunhiem’s history as with their laws.”
Loki just barely managed to keep from bursting out laughing. His face remained blank but it was there in the slight up curve of his lips and the light in his eyes that he wanted to laugh at the pure shock on Odin’s face and the fact that Tony had used Odin’s lack of knowledge as well as his assumptions of both humans and Midgard to pull one over on the fool.
Friday moved to hand the Casket to Loki but he waved it away.
“I shall be here awhile, you may return it to its previous place and I shall collect it when I’m ready.”
With that Tony tells the two androids he’ll be back later and takes the three gods from where he kept his collection and back to the tower. The avengers notice only the one treasure but before any can ask or discuss how Tony just teleported because it wasn’t a dragon ability Odin told Thor they were leaving. Odin, Frigga, and Thor left and the moment they were gone with the light of the bi-frost out of sight Loki doubled over laughing until there were tears in his eyes.
“Oh Norns you are an absolute delight. Why have I never come to Midgard before? Please tell me all mortals are as interesting and insane.”
Tony grinned.
“Sorry but I’m a special brand of crazy. Anyways sorry that you were lied to so long. Kind of figured you didn’t know but didn’t want the truth to mess you up.”
Loki’s expression was so strange that even Tony could read it.
“I do thank you for the way you allowed me to know the truth. If not for the spell that compelled him to tell the truth if I had found out with the way things have been I would have assumed I was no more than another relic to sit gathering dust until I had some use. I am curious though how you came to acquire so many rare items. Your collection is well cared for but I could sense magic embedded in some of the tomes, many predate Odin’s time and I have encountered so few who would have something so old and that well cared for much less so easily allow outsiders to see it.”
“Well like I said exploring would be restricted. The protection spells in place keep all those I don’t want from venturing away from my side from doing so while there. Also even if anyone managed to get through that spell there’s plenty of others along with several that would practically kill someone if they attempted to take anything from there. I don’t carelessly let others into the place I keep my horde.”
“Stark.”
The single word made both turn to where Fury was. During their absence the director of Shield had arrived. Clint was back to but no sign of Natasha.
“Hello Fury.”
Fury raised a brow studying him before he actually seemed to relax.
“I understand no one actually bothered to ask you your nature when we made your file so now I’d like to properly update your file.”
“No.”
Fury looked curious while Steve looked upset.
“Tony you can’t be reinstated to the team if you’re not going to work with us. We can’t have secrets if we’re to work together and be able to trust each other.”
Loki raised a brow looking interested but slightly irritated as well before turning to Tony.
“You said no to updating your file but that is not a refusal to explain the truth. You already gave your word to the little hawk of explaining.”
Tony gave him a grin.
“See now that you know my little play on words you’re catching on far too quickly. I think we’re going to get along wonderfully.”
“Stark do you not want your true nature on file?”
“Correct Fury.”
The director accepted as he took a seat.
“Very well, what are you and why do you not correct anyone when they assume your heritage?”
Tony took a seat near the director.
“I’m dragon, angel, and demon. Dragons are cunning and withholding information appeases my demon side enough.”
Steve nearly choked on air.
“You’re an angel?”
Tony’s anger filled eyes flickered to him and the super soldier stepped back a bit.
“Yes Rogers.” His voice was dripping with venom and it was as a far as hatred he’d ever be able to express without suffering from his angelic side.
“What did you do Steve?” Fury asked but it was Tony who answered.
“He rejected me.”
Fury glared and Bucky being the community species he was rushed over pulling Tony into his arms.
“Stevie how could you?”
Tony probably would have complained about being manhandled but all his energy was going into not popping a boner and trying to fuck Bucky right there. God he smelled wild and almost feral. It was a delicious scent that had Tony’s mouthwatering while also having the normally fully functioning part of his brain cursing his demon blood.
“Tones you ok? You smell…” Bucky sniffed him. “Right…heat. Sorry.”
“You release me and I will claw your face off.” He muttered half-heartedly because he couldn’t make a threat for no reason or unprovoked. It was yet another part that conflicted between his demonic and angelic nature.
“Alright no releasing you but if you start humping my leg just remember we’ve got an audience Dollface.”
“Oh I’ve been upgraded to Dollface?”
Bucky smirked.
“You’re hot as hell and a snarky bastard, yes you’ve been upgraded.”
“Awe, Tony don’t forget about me if you’re horny. You give the best blowjobs.”
Bucky laughed.
“No wonder you looked so happy when you came up earlier. Thought you smelled satisfied.”
Clint grinned.
“Hey I wasn’t going to complain. Dude I’m a shapeshifter, low tier man. You think I’d ever get close to a top tier like him? Plus he’s hot and he pulls awesome pranks with me while snarking like a motherfucker.”
“You both going to make my ego a bigger problem. Keep talking.” Tony muttered amused and content with just physical contact for the moment.
“Tony…”
“Shut it Stevie, you fucked up and you know as well as I do this isn’t something that just fixes itself with an apology.” Bucky growled his eyes changing to those of his tiger form.
Steve nodded understanding.
“Your people have some very odd customs that do not make sense to me.” Loki said sitting next to where Bucky and Tony were.
“If you’re here to stay we’ll need to get you up to date on our realm’s customs. Don’t want you doing something illegal especially with gods classified as top tier.” Fury said making Loki look amused.
“Top tier?”
“Each species falls into a certain level category. Gods like dragons and a variety of other species are at the top. Typically you’ll find them in the highest positions of power in this realm.” Clint said grinning because for once he didn’t sound like an idiot.
Loki looked at Tony.
“So due to his species being that of a dragon he is a man of power?”
Tony turned to look at him with a grin.
“I’m all top tier baby. Dragon, angel, and demon are all top tiers.”
Clint hoped over from his perch and poked Tony.
“What level of each are you? I mean you said all top tier but that’s not possible right?”
“Archangel type of angel, devil type for demon, and dragons don’t have levels within their species.”
Everyone except Loki was staring shocked.
“Are you fucking serious? Dude heal me! I’m like mostly deaf man, if I’d known I totally would have asked before.” Clint said motioning to the well-hidden small hearing aids.
Tony rolled his eyes.
“Fine but remember I’m also a demon, depending on the level of healing it hurts me.”
Clint happily removed the hearing aids while Tony reached out placing his hands on Clint’s ears. His eyes glowed faintly with a blue light while gold light engulfed his hands and flowed into Clint’s ears. It was a minor healing and mixed with the fact he was healing Clint for partly selfish reasons the worst he had was a cut along each hand from using his angelic abilities. The cuts weren’t deep and of course his selfish reasons were because Clint was his. While he was in the category of loved ones right now, Clint was part of his horde and he took care of what was his.
“Better?”
Clint cheered before he pulled Tony’s face to his placing a big loud smooch on his lips.
“Wahoo I’m healed. Fuck Shield doctors, I’ve got a fucking archangel bitches!”
Clint was doing some kind of happiness and in his overjoyed state he shifted without meaning to. Clothes fluttered to the floor and a dancing hamster came out of the pile. Clint didn’t even look ashamed by it as he shook his tiny furry booty.
“I think I shall enjoy spending time with your group.” Loki commented watching the shape shifter.
Clint switched up his happy dance because the bastard was insane and of course had to do a marathon dance when he was so happy. He shifted for again this time for whatever reason changing into a penguin and waddling around happily.
“You’re insane.” Tony told the shape shifter.
Clint shifted again this time into an owl tilting his head to an impossible angle before he straightened and fluffed his feathers in a silent ‘come at me bro’ that had both Bucky and Tony laughing.
“Alright enough with the mad house. We’ll get Loki up to date on all our laws.” Fury said before he stood. “You being not what I expected doesn’t change anything Stark. Rogers he’s not benched, just because you forgot to ask him his heritage isn’t he’s fault.”
Steve didn’t argue mostly because he still looked a bit pale at having rejected Tony. To claim to have no trust in one of his own was one of the worst kinds of rejection. He had no right to question Fury’s decision when he fucked up.