Savant Syndrome
Disclaimer: i do not own Thor! only my OC!
Savant: wise person
Savant Syndrome: a rare condition where someone has one or more areas of expertise or brilliance.
Katherine Rayne lay down in the middle of a moonlit meadow staring at the star-flecked sky.
She was thinking how her life has changed over the past fortnight. Two weeks ago she was living a normal life, well normal for her, her life would seem strange to any other person but it was her "normal". Katherine has lived her life lying and pretending because she did not want to become famous for her "gift". Her "gift" is called Savant Syndrome, someone who has one or more areas of expertise or brilliance. Katherine knows everything, no exaggeration, if you ask her any question about anything humans would know she could tell you. She likes bugging the governments of the world, since they all know she exists with her gift, so she constantly hacking their systems only leaving behind her call name, Savant, so they know it was her just trying to learn something new.
Two weeks ago she was contacted by SHEILD. They wanted her to join their team of scientists and geniuses. She agreed and her life has been totally different. She works with them and she learns something new every day. She has recently learned there are other dimensions that beings live in and that one was sent here on banishment. He was the human Norse God of Thunder, Thor. She is also helping Nick Fury with Avengers, a group of humans that have "gifts" that could save our world in a time of crisis. None of the Avengers have actually met her, but they have heard if her and want to meet her. Even Tony Stark, AKA Ironman, billionaire, playboy, genius, wants to meet her.
Laying there in the middle of the meadow was relaxing; Katherine was staring at the sky, naming the constellations when she heard rustling in forest to her left. She turned but could not see anything. Then she saw the low hanging branches of some trees rustle and the now apparent scuffle of feet.
She sat up quickly, prepared to attack whoever was in the forest when a man fell out of the forest and into the meadow face first.
Katherine inched closer as the man tried to get up. She could tell he was in pain and was having difficulty moving. He was wearing some sort of armor in dark colours. He had dark hair and a pale complexion. He looked up and they both gasped simultaneously.
The man had emerald green eyes that were wearing a shocked expression and he was staring right at her.
"K-Katherine." He stammered, eyes' darting up and down her body to make sure it was her.
"Loki?" she asked with question evident in her voice.
His head slumped down to the damp grass. Katherine crawled over to him and gently rolled him over on his back. He was unconscious. Katherine went up on one knee and checked to see if she would be able to lift him. He was extremely light but he always had been. She started walking down the path that led to her house and was muttering under her breath.
"You bastard, turning up now when you are almost public enemy number one."
AN: this is my new story, my first ever Thor story. i have recently been obsessed with Loki so i decided to try to write a story, this what happened. i have just one question to anyone who thinks there might be potential for a good story to tell me: what type of Loki would you prefer? A sad misunderstood Loki or an all out Evil one? or a mixture of both? if you want have input please review! :)