Something Isn't Right Here
Chapter 1
What Kind of Name is Tom Hiddleston?
It seemed like a normal day. Loki woke up at his usual time. Loki did his usual routine: washed his face, fixed his luscious black hair, and thought of ways to torture Thor. Yes, it was just a normal day on Asgard.
Loki's normal day went South when his head started filling with the loud echoes of his name being called. Beings he was basically a god, anytime some prayed to him or mentioned his name, he could hear it. Loki loved it most of the time because the humans love helped to keep his light burning strong. It would be bad if humans completely quit believing in him or the other Asgardians.
Loki usually got several prayers or mentions in a day. Now, however, he was getting millions of prayers and mentions a day. Loki had loved it at first, but now it was starting to overwhelm him. When Loki started reading, Bam, the voices of a million Midgardians would fill his head. He couldn't find any peace anymore.
Funny thing was, it seemed he was the only one having this problem. Thor was the one who loved earth and was supposed to be the golden boy, yet Loki seemed to be the only one suffering. Loki loved attention, but he didn't care for all this attention from Earth.
He had tried to take over Earth, he wanted their fear and chaos, not the human's love. He could gain the love of witless humans, but not his own father, where had Loki gone wrong? The world was unfair to him.
Finally after spending 3 hours on just two pages in his favorite book, How to Take Over a Realm in just 24 Hours, Loki decided he needed to investigate all the racket. So, Loki declared it was time to make a special, unwanted trip to Midgard. How Loki loathed that realm.
Loki walked through Asgard unnoticed, mainly because he had made himself invisible. There was no need for anyone making a fuss about him going to Earth. Odin had 'grounded' him from going to Midgard. So, Loki had to use his secret pathway instead of the Bifrost. He felt like a common criminal instead of a prince of Asgard.
There was a cave at the entrance of the forbidden forest. This dark, damp cave happened to be the pathway to Midgard. Loki hated getting dirty, so he hated using this pathway, but alas he had no other choice at the moment.
Loki landed rather roughly on his rear in the middle of a dusty patch of Earth. Loki didn't understand how anyone liked this forsaken piece of rock. Now, where was Loki supposed to start looking for answers; he wasn't even entirely sure what part of Midgard he was currently standing on.
A scream rang in his ears. The noise was even worse here than back home on Asgard. A tap on his shoulder made Loki realize he wasn't hearing the screaming in his head, but by this strange girl standing beside him. "OMG, I can't believe you're really here. I'm a huge fan of you Mr. Hiddleston, and you are dressed as Loki!" the girl screamed excitedly, "This is the best day of my life."
Loki was highly confused. Mr. Hiddleston? Who is this Hiddleston. Clearly this girl was delusional. He was Loki, not some cheap imitation. Loki was highly insulted. How dare this girl insult him in such a way. He would make her suffer for this. "Can I have your autograph?" the girl asked blushing.
Autograph? Why the bloody hell did she want him to write his name down for her? This planet was more ignorant than he had previously believed. She held out a picture to him. Loki gave the girl a strange look. "Oh, can you sign that picture for me?" she asked.
Loki looked down at the picture and his mouth dropped open in shock. The picture was of a man who looked a lot like him, but wasn't him. Where did this girl receive this picture from? Clearly someone was imitating him. Loki would not stand for this madness a second longer.
So, Loki put on a fake smile and put as much sweetness in his voice as he could muster. "Of course dear," Loki purred. He signed the picture with the strange writing device the girl handed him. The girl squealed when he returned the photo and writing utensil to her, "I can't wait to tweet that I met and got an autograph from Tom Hiddleston."
Tom Hiddleston, what kind of name was that? A ridiculous one name Loki thought to himself. So, this Tom Hiddle- whatever his name is, was impersonating him. How dare he. "Why are you dressed as Loki in the middle of Maine?" the girl asked him curiously.
So he was in Maine. Loki wondered how close this Maine was to New York. "Well, I'm here on a special event. Its secret so I can't reveal to you what it is yet," Loki lied. She gasped and Loki was afraid this mortal had somehow saw through his lie. Which was impossible, he was the god of lies, no one could see through his lies.
"Is Marvel finally making Loki his own movie?!"The girl shrieked. Now Loki was extremely confused. He had no clue where this Maine was, or why it was named after horse's hair. Loki also had no clue what a movie was or who the imposter was that was claiming to be him. Loki hated not knowing things. He needed to find answers quickly.
"Yes, that's what is happening, but as I said before it is top secret, so you can't tell anyone that I'm here." Loki told the girl, "Also, is there a library close by?" the girl continued to be annoying and finally gave him directions to the library.
When the girl told him the library wasn't 'to far' away, Loki assumed she meant at least within walking distance. However, it wasn't a short walk, and Loki cursed Midgard and the girl the entire 15 mile walk. Why didn't the humans have horse posts around? The mortals were ignorant and underdeveloped; Loki couldn't believe they hadn't wanted to have him as their ruler.
Loki had tried to take over the Earth 500 years ago. So things looked different than he had remembered. For one, this Maine looked nothing like New York had. There weren't nearly as many tall buildings here. Loki couldn't stress how much he detested this planet.
The library was small. He walked through the doors. The four walls seemed suffocating and the room was smoldering hot. Loki did a quick glance of the library; there were probably only 500 books in this place. Loki had this many books on one wall of his room. Pathetic, the mortals didn't truly appreciate knowledge the way they should.
He walked up to the lady at the desk. She wore an entirely too tight shirt with the top two buttons open at the top. Loki scoffed who was this lady trying to impress. She smiled at him when he approached. "Hello, sir, how may I help you?" she asked much too sweetly for Loki's taste. He put on his flirty face and inquired, "Do you have any information here on a man named Tom Hiddleston?"
The lady laughed "I see now, you are one of those cosplayer people aren't you?" Loki decided he was never going to figure out the people of this realm. "Cosplayer?" Loki asked the lady confused. She blushed embarrassed, "Oh, I'm sorry. That was rude of me. I know people have different names for their activities. I thought you were dressed up as that character Tom played in the movies."
"Oh, yes I hear that a lot," Loki laughed nervously. The lady, whose nametag Loki finally noticed, read Lydia. Lydia pointed Loki into the way of these strange metal boxes. What did Lydia expect him to do with a metal box? Loki sat down in the blue chair in front of the strange device and contemplated his next move.
Loki noticed people were punching strange buttons that were connected to the metal boxes. "This blasted computer is running so slow," the man next to Loki griped angrily. Oh, Loki had heard of a computer. S.H.I.E.L.D had used computers on their flying ship. Loki could figure out how to use this computer machine.
After a few minutes of close observation, Loki determined that if he typed the word he wanted into the computer, it would find him the information he wanted. So, Loki started to type the imposter's name into the machine. Tom Hid- wait how did this man spell his name? Loki decided on Hidleston and puched search.
The screen popped up 'did you mean Tom Hiddleston?' So, that is how it's spelled. The first entry was an article about this Hiddleston guy playing a vampire in some love story. How drab Loki thought. The next entry said that Tom Hiddleton's Loki wouldn't be in the Avengers: Age of Ultron movie.
What? What does this article mean Hiddleston's Loki? He didn't belong to anyone. He read the article. Apparently Tom wasn't going to play Loki in the second Avengers movie, and this was obviously upsetting to what the computer called 'fangirls.'
The next entry said that this Tom Hiddleston was a sex icon. The article had a picture of the man at the bottom, and let's just say that Loki didn't see the appeal. According to the article this Tom was British, and apparently girls were highly attracted to British guys. Loki would say it again, he didn't understand mortals.
Loki searched 'Where can I find Tom Hiddleston?' He was disappointed that he was being forced to stoop to such a low level. The computer said that Hiddleston was currently in a place called Los Angeles. Now the question was, how was he going to get to Los Angeles? According to the random map that was on the screen, Los Angeles was 3,217.5 miles away from the spot he was currently at. Wait, how did this device know where he was? He needed to hurry and leave before more mortals tried talking to him.
So Loki rushed from the library and started on his adventure to find Tom Hiddleston. This was going to be grueling, Loki could already tell.
Author's Note: so I thought of this idea and thought it would be an entertaining story to write. This is an intro, all the fun will start when Loki and Tom finally meet.
So please leave a review and read my other stories. If you are a Loki fan I have a story called 'I Turn to You, which I just updated earlier today.
Disclaimer: I sadly don't own Tom Hiddleston or Loki, but I wish I did.
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