Born To Rule
This is my interpretation of Thor; I suppose it is set after the avengers because Loki is still in prison. This is a Loki based story but we will see all the main characters and possibly even the Avengers later on. Beware there is physical and emotional and sexual abuse in this story, you have been warned: if you don't like don't read. So here we go…
Prison was, well let's be honest prison was unending nightmare. Every few weeks a new load of misfits would be lead in and put in various cells according to their crime. The murder who had the cell next to him had been executed two days ago and everything was quiet with the man gone. The cell had remained open and he hoped it would stay the way too. One odd thing was that almost all the inhabitants were men; every so often very ugly women would be let in but released soon after. Of course the guards were all men and they did quite a good job of fulfilling their duties set to them by the King. Why am I thinking about this again thought Loki snapping out of a daze and returning to reading the book his mother had given him. How I wish Mother would visit thought the reclining god as an afterthought. As much as he didn't want to admit it he enjoyed when his mother as that she was the only one that ever visited him except for the guards which he was trying to forget about at the moment.
Again his thoughts were interrupted by the guards and two young women, the girl that seemed the youngest had her hands bound tightly behind her back. They stopped at the door way near Loki's cell. "I do wish you the best here" said the other girl with a snarl "I shall try and rule the best I can." she than grabbed a knife from her belt and holding it up the bound girls face and cutting off her long thick brown hair very close to the scalp. "Let that be a reminder to who you serve." The now short haired girl looked up and replied with hatred, "Just because you killed my mother and exiled me does not mean that my sisters will obey you, try as you might, and I do not serve you." The Ruler looked at her and hit her hard across the face causing the girl to stumble back. "And those shall be the last words I hear from you. Take her away." The guards grabbed the girl and led her to the cell next to Loki and made sure that everything was in order before leaving her alone. The other woman who was apparently some kind of ruler had a quick and quiet conversation with the head guard and then departed.
Loki now looked at his new cellmate who was sitting cross-legged in the corner with her eyes closed. She was thin and wore tight fitting pants and a tank top that looked like fighting attire. She was actually quite pretty; her face was well defined and angular. Her cheekbones were protonate and she was by the look of if, rather tall. He didn't know why but he expected for her to say something but she didn't, as a matter of fact she remain were she was the entire day not moving at all. In the evening the guards brought Loki his evening meal and set it on the small table next to where he was sitting. They then went next door and slid a small slip of paper onto the ground of the new girl's cell. Funny, Loki thought, why was the no furniture in her cell and why didn't they give her any food. Even the worst criminal was well fed.
Loki started to slowly eat his food but looked up when he heard a small rustling of fabric and was that the girl had gotten up and picked up the paper. Reading something on it she slowly folded it into what seemed to be a miniature star. She placed it in her hand and with her other hand (her hands were not bound now) she moved it over her palm and slowly lifted the paper in midair. She then quietly blew the suspended paper, which slowly rose toward the ceiling. Just as it was about to land on the roof of the cell it fell back to the ground. She retired this process twice more, after realizing it was fruitless she sat back down. The paper still in her palm, her eyes closed again returning to the way she was before.
So she has magic, thought Loki, well not very powerful, perhaps just weakened like mine. She doesn't appear Asguardian, and by no means is she Midguardian. His new cellmate was at the moment a mystery to him.