I watched his green cloak flutter by across the stone pathway and I couldn't help but giggle even if I was on my knees in front of him, bowing to his power, it still amused me to see a guy wearing a cloak in this day and age considering only moments ago he was wearing a well-tailored suit.

"Is there something you find funny?" I heard him ask as his heavy leather boots stopped behind me. I instantly swallowed cutting off my giggling to look up at him over my shoulder. His head dress horns and menacing scowl didn't do much for his look or my laughter.

"Are you really Loki? Like the Norse god style I'll smite you if you look at me the wrong way Loki?" I asked. He raised an eyebrow at me before bobbing down so he was almost my height. His legs rested either side of my body and I could feel the heat emanating off him. A shiver ran down my spine. It was cold out and I was wearing a silver satin short dress but the temperature was nothing compared to the energy he was giving off. It was intoxicating for all the wrong reasons.

"I suggest you keep your tiny mouth shut human." He growled his face hardening with every word. He continued to walk through the crowd spouting about how he will rule us mercifully as long as we do as he said and didn't fight back. I looked over my shoulder at him and smirked again. He really was wearing a dark green cloak. It suited him but also made him stand out like a sore thumb.

Maybe I should tell you a little about how we came to this point in time. I'm Clarisa but everyone calls me Clara. I was on a date with a long-time friend who happened to take us out when a crazy god guy showed up. Yeah that's what I'm calling him, it fits. I gotta admit for a crazy god guy he's kinda cute in a psychotic way. Anyway, as we were leaving the restaurant a bunch of guys in army gear herded us into the streets centre. Suddenly his clothes changed and there were four of him standing around as one addressed us. I had no idea how he did it but, it was a cool trick.

My date gripped my hand tightly warning me not to say anything but he should know by now, I can't keep my mouth shut. Loki pointed his staff at an older gentleman who refused to kneel. I could see what was going to happen; Loki was going to kill him.

"Don't" My date whispered to me as I pulled my hand from his and stood up. Loki suddenly turned to me and pointed his staff at my barely covered chest. I had to choose this night of all nights to wear one of my most revealing outfits.

"You never answered my question. If I'm going to follow someone it's going to be because I know who they are. I do not follow blindly." Loki's grin spread only over one corner of his mouth, his lopsided grin make him look playful, but also in a psychotic way.

"You, Who are you little girl?" He asked making me cross my arms over my chest.

"One, I'm not a little girl, Two don't be condescending I don't care if it's in your nature and Three, I'm Clara, and I'm not from around here. Now, clearly nor are you so answer my question." I could see I was getting under his skin by the way his grin faded. Quickly he marched over to me, not caring who he stepped on and grabbed my arm forcefully.

"I will not give you another warning little girl." He Spat, It was my time to smirk at him.

"Don't call me little girl." I replied before kicking him straight between the legs with my high heeled boot. He dropped to the ground in pain as the crowd that was kneeling began to run for their lives. I noticed my date run away, saving him-self. He was boring me anyway. I stood in front of Loki making sure that if he did get up, he wouldn't be able to attack anyone else. I heard him growl before springing back up and wrapping his fingers around my neck. I tried to gasp but he wouldn't let any air pass to my lungs.

"You do not know who you are playing with little girl."

"No, I don't" I struggled to answer him. "Because you won't tell me the answer to my question."

He spun around keeping his fingers closed tightly around my throat before dragging me backwards across the ground towards a truck. It was filled with other soldiers in uniform, a glazed look on all their faces. He picked me up with ease and threw me in the back before climbing in after me.

"GO" He shouted at the driver before he straddled me in the back of the truck. I could feel my heart pound in my chest as he gazed down at me. He couldn't do what I thought he was going to do in front of everyone. I clenched my legs together as my face paled.

"Don't be flattered little girl. I have other plans for you." He whispered before placing the tip of his staff against my chest. I could feel my body melt and mind split in two. I was trapped inside, screaming to be let out as I listened to my voice answer him.

"Yes Master." His psychotic grin swept over his chiselled features as I screamed inside my head. He was not my master, not who I wanted to follow. How the hell had I gotten myself mixed up with a god and his powers; only half an hour ago I was explaining why there was no such thing as gods to my date. Boy was I wrong.