Powerless

Rating: T (subject to change for later chapters)

Pairing: Loki/Darcy, Jane/Thor

Genre: Humor/Drama (Drama is near the end)

Summary: After escaping the Abyss, Loki finds himself trapped on Midgard, powerless and in the apartment of an angry political science student. (sorry summary sucks)

Authors Note: Hello all! So I'm trying something new and recently stumbled on this lovely pairing called LARCY needless to say I fell in love and this idea had been floating around in my head for some time and in between writing tests and papers I began typing up this bad boy. I have been reading some fantastic Loki/Darcy stories such as The Thrice Bloody Triliogy, Mischief and Tasers and They say fortune is a wheel(GO READ THEM!) and thought that wanted to take a stab at the pairing. I apologize if some facts are in correct and if they are, let me know in a constructive manner and I will happily correct it. I really hope you all enjoy this story that I've written, I'm going to try and keep the updates regular if that is an incentive to read on !

Chapter One

It had been six agonizing months since Thor had lost his brother and the only way to the woman he loved. He would spend hours staring into the deep abyss that extended from the damaged Bifrost. Many would joke that he was slowly taking over Heimdalls job, but nobody would dare jest that notion in front of Thor for fear of his wrath. In the beginning he was strong with hope that he would be able to return to Midgard, or that Heimdall would have word of Loki.

But there was nothing.

So here he stood, watching the stars move with the Bifrost shimmered below him. Heimdall slowly approached his footsteps loud and thunderous while he moved. He stood next to the God of Thunder; silence existed between them before Thor spoke up.

"I see nothing," he said with a defeated chuckle.

"That is because you're not looking close enough Young Odin son," Heimdall bellowed out.

"You're as bad as my old teacher's guardian, teaching me in verses and cryptic meanings, it bores me," Thor said squatting down to rest on his heels.

"It allows for you to make your own conclusions," Heimdall said looking down at the God; he could see the cracks in his visage that Thor had created with the Asgardain Court. He spoke of hope and strength, but currently the God was lacking both.

"You miss them, don't you Odin son," Heimdall asked.

"More than I can tolerate," Thor said resting his head in his hands. He felt the growing headache that had formed formal of the worrying he had done. Trying to ease his thoughts he sought comforting by asking Heimdall what his human love was up to.

The great guardian look a deep breath and stared down into the abyss that nearly drove Thor crazy, but the guardian had a sight like no other, traveling through dimensions and planets to rest on Jane Foster. He could see her as clear as day, her hair pulled back by a pen, while she chewed on another attempting to decipher the blueprints and calculations before her. He could feel the frustrations streaming off her, but there was hope amongst it. Her co-worker and friend Erik entered the room with another set of data sheets located in a folder with the symbol of SHIELD stamped on the front. Their words were silent to him, but Jane had turned to Erik her eyes widening and launching herself into the older man's arms. She was near tears with joy, grabbing her blue prints and rushing from the room to alert others.

Heimdall pulled his vision back away from Midgard and back to Asgard and Thor.

"It seems that there might be hope Odin son, Jane Foster is close, very close to bridging the gap between our worlds," he stated. Thor's face lighted up, his heart pounded in his chest, and he fought the urge to hug the large man, but figured that be inappropriate. But another matter crossed his mind, Loki. He was hoping that good news came in pairs clearing his throat to address Heimdall.

"And my brother?" he asked. It was the sound of hope in his voice that made Heimdall grimaced. He closed his eyes exhaling deeply as he tried to search for the lost trickster. It was fruitless, he was trapped in a never ending vortex that not even Heimdall's site could penetrate. He opened his eyes back to this world, turning to look down at the Young Odin son.

"Your brother has escaped my sight before. There is no sign of him amongst the realms, but that could be because he doesn't want to be found," he announced. Although the spike of pain filtered through Thor's eyes, Heimdall still saw that los flicker of hope in his eyes. He was still holding on to the idea that Loki was alive and well.

Thor came to stand tall next to the Bifrost guardian, his hand resting firmly on his shoulder.

"Many thanks," and with that Thor turned on his heels and headed back to the Asgardian Court. Sending out a silent prayer that whispered into the ears of all the cosmic forces.

"Please brother, be safe"

ASGARD

He couldn't remember how long he had been falling. His body was weightless but had an obvious trajectory of down. He felt weak, and helpless his mind running through the events that brought him to this black abyss it was all that had kept him sane for this long. Although he knew that if he did not escape this darkness he would lose himself to it. But he didn't know how to escape.

In anger he let out a dark scream, but it was just sucked back into the void with only angered him even more. Closing his eyes Loki used the last of his power to search for something, anything to anchor himself to a plane and escape this nightmare. He felt his powers being sucked from him as he felt weaker and weaker. He was beginning to lose hope and once all of his powers were gone, he would truly be damned. Suddenly he felt it, the cosmic power that he anchored his magic to, and began to pull. He pulled on this power as hard as he could; slowly he felt his body descend faster and faster as his magic's guided him towards salvation. The blackness exploded in light as thunder and lightning rolled around him. This was familiar, it felt like he was descending into the Bifrost, but this was much more unstable, he feared if lost concentration even for moment he would lose the cosmic energy and be left in the blackness.

As time sped up, the blackness dissolved and gave birth to the light, more specifically a twisted vortex that sucked him down faster and faster into the ground. His chest expanded as he felt his heart nearly burst from his chest; turning back he saw the last reminisce of the darkness leave his site. He was free. Loki let out a boastful laugh he had beaten the darkness. Although in this moment of triumph he forgot about his concentration, and suddenly he felt his body jerk. It was violent and the vortex changed directions leading him away from the cosmic power.

NEW MEXICO

Jane Foster was attempting to translate the latest research SHIELD had provided her about the wormhole technology they were helping her develop when alarm bells went off, and by alarm bells it was loud sirens and flashing lights. A man's voice came over the speaker system informing occupants of the proper evacuation procedure. Jane turned to see the civilian SHIELD staff running and shoving each other to get out of the building. They were screaming and panicking, and right now Jane was lucky she was locked in her glass office. Although she was worried about the sudden alarm, she was currently trapped in her office. Only when the last civilian ran screaming did she make a break for it. She had to find out what was going on.

Jane made a run for Erik's office, shoving the door open only to find that he wasn't there and it looked like he hadn't been there for a long time, his equipment was actually collecting dust. Jane's heart pounded in her chest, where was he? Turning she made a rush down the hallway dodging the few people left in the building and screaming Erik's name. She came around a corner and ran directly into someone, crashing to the ground with a thud Jane felt her world spin. She tried to stand, but she was still dizzy from hitting the ground. A hand came down to help her up, whoever helped her up began to dust her off and tell her the proper procedures of exiting the building. Jane looked up to see a small white name tag reading Clint Barton. Jane was tuning him in as he was telling her to go back the way she came to exit the building safely, instead she reached out and grabbed his firmly by the shoulders to get his attention.

Clint stared down at the young woman he collided with, where as he was fine he wasn't sure about her she was shaky and disorientated and didn't seem to be grasping what he was trying to tell her.

"Ma'am, I said you have to go back the way you ca-!"

"Where is Erik Selvig?" she asked. Clint furrowed his brow, the name ringing a bell in his head, actually the name sounded a gong - it was Erik who had initiated the evacuation procedure because the cube he was working on had sudden become nuclear.

"I'm sorry ma'am but again you're going to have to exit the building." But again his command was ignored as she shook him.

"Listen goddamnit! My name is Jane Foster and I need to know where my colleague is!" she screamed at him. Now Jane's name rang a gong too. With that notion he pulled her off of him and dragged her along with him towards the basement of the complex.

Jane had never been here, she didn't even know this part of the SHIELD complex existed, and she had scouted this place out the first week she had been here. The closer and closer they came to their destination light began to fill the corridor, blinding light. Jane had to shield her eyes for fear they would burn out of her head.

Clint reached into the pocket of his blazer and pulled out two sets of sunglasses reaching to hand Jane one before putting on his own set. Jane put the glasses on and sighed in relief, her eyes weren't burning out of her skull. They were coming closer and closer to the end of the corridor, a white door with blue light blazing out from under it, but they didn't go into that room instead they turned to the right and entered another room. This one was cramped and small filled with monitors which were blinding with light, although with the glasses on she could make out a small cube shape in the middle of the blinding light.

"Jane?" she heard a voice call to her. Turning she found herself nearly pressed against Erik as he sat down in front of another few monitors measuring radiating levels and power output, all levels were reaching critical. Next to Erik stood Nick Fury who continued to watch the monitors, sweat beading down his face.

"What's going on Erik?" she asked. Erik held his hands up in defeat.

"We have no idea, I was running diagnostics and sudden it started to power up and now it looks like it's going to explode!" he yelled, soon the cube began to release a loud whinnying sound which attempted to burst their ear drums. Everyone in the room reached up to grab their ears cringing at the sound.

"Is there any way to stop it?" Clint yelled out behind Jane.

"What do you think we've been working on?" Erik yelled back. He was typing furiously on the keyboard, his head twitching at the sound. Jane could see the trail of blood that slowly made its way out from his ear. Jane went to scream at Erik to cover his ears but all of a sudden it was like someone cut the power to the cube. Instead of the bright blue light and ear shattering whine, all that was left was a smoking cube. All the inhabitants of the room stared at the monitors expecting something to happen, a possible explosion? Jane looked down from the camera monitors to the diagnostic readings which all had leveled out to acceptable levels.

"... Did someone cut the power," Clint asked. Jane turned to ask Erik what he did but her phone in her pocket went off. She paused and reached down to pull her smartphone out and check what was going on. It was an internet message alerting her to a change in weather patterns. Jane rushed over to the computer that Erik was sitting at and nearly shoved him out of the seat. Erik managed to get out of the chair but only to be crushed against Fury.

"We need a bigger room," mumbled Fury.

"I don't know, kind of like it," Clint announced with a smile, it just so happened he was extremely close to Jane Foster although she acted like he was non-existent as she typed furiously on the computer before her. Both Fury and Erik turned their glares on Clint which caused his grin to fade.

Erik turned his glare down to Jane, leaning over to see what she was doing.

"What do you have?" He asked. Jane typed in a few more commands before she brought up a familiar weather pattern as well as the electro-magnetic readings in the area. She turned to look up at Erik with hopeful eyes.

"It's another wormhole," she announced. Her eyes sparkled at the thought of Thor returning to her.

"Where?" Jane turned back to the computer typing in a few keys before a large pop up expanded on the screen. Jane felt squished as everybody crushed against her to see the big reveal. Clint was the one to make the first comment.

"Uh... Portales ... well that's not very climatic, must have a thing for the peanuts"

PORTALES, NEW MEXICO

It had been six months since anything weird had happened to Darcy Lewis. In fact six months ago she had completed her internship with Jane Foster, wished her well and left to return to Portales to complete her studies. Although Darcy enjoyed the adventure they had experience (in fact she occasionally enjoyed the mental image she had kept of Thor), she missed her apartment and the normal life she lived that lacked any sort of danger. So when her ceiling caved in and something smashed through her coffee table and exited out through the floor. She nearly changed the colour of her pants to brown.

Darcy had been enjoying her movie night complete with a bowl of popcorn and cheesy romance movies. She was dressed in her favorite pair of pajamas pants and tank top; she had just showered so her hair was tied up into a messy bun to keep it from dripping all over her couch. She was just getting to the juicy part which always made her scream at the television when she heard rumbling. She didn't remember Portales being famous for earth quakes and was going to shrug it off when her coffee table began to dance across the ground and lighting and thundered sounded outside.

The lights flickered on and off, her television sound started to warp and Darcy grew extremely nervous. She had seen those emergency earth quake films and made a run for the arch way in her kitchen. She still had a clear view of the TV from here but now she was dodging fallen utensils and plates. Her cupboards exploded and dropped all of her plastic and china plates on the ground causing her to jump for fear of being cut. Her pictures rattled off the walls, the lightning and thunder getting louder and louder.

The vibrations were getting worse as the dry wall in her apartment began to dust, the bricks on her ceiling began to shake out of place and dropped on the ground, crushing the small nick-knacks that dared make their home below them. Darcy let out a screech as the shaking got worse and worse, and then she saw her ceiling bow and crack. The loud thud of something hitting the floor above her forced her ceiling to crack under the pressure and it exploded in dust. Whatever it was hit her coffee table with such for it detonated and sent shards flying in opposite directions. But whatever it was didn't stop there, it continued through her floor and smashed through her pipes; water burst out and soaked her bookshelf wrecking everything in its path as the object continued down through the last two floors before the loud crack of cement told Darcy that maybe it stopped. The thunder and lightning softened and the shaking ceased, it was as if the world had returned to normal.

Holding her chest Darcy struggled to breath, unsure of what had just happened. Something had smashed through her ceiling and continued down to the basement of the apartment complex. She inched her way towards the hole hoping to avoid shards of glass and other material that would hurt if stepped on. Darcy leaned over to look up first to see how far it had come, and she was surprised to see a clear shot through the roof of her 6 story apartment to the basement. In fact most inhabitants where also peering down the hole, to see what was at the bottom.

Darcy winched as she saw her above neighbor Mrs. Porter holding only 1 of her 5 million cats in her hands, her usually beautiful hair was wrapped up in tight curlers and she was still wearing her bathrobe and green face mask which made her seem like a terrifying monster. Seemed that whatever it was, smashed through her bathroom.

"Hi, Mrs. Porter!" Darcy called up to her neighbor with a smile. Mrs. Porter simply gave her a dirty glare, holding her cat close to her chest.

"Darcy Lewis! What did you do?" She said in an accusing ton. Darcy gave her a dead pan look, like she caused all of this; well that crazy cabwoman's mind would take her there thinking that she had anything to do with the giant hole in their apartment. Darcy shook it off and tried to see what at caused all this but all she saw was wreckage and dust. With a sigh she headed over to her closet and searched for a pair of shoes and a flashlight. Luckily she found one of each and headed out the door of her apartment. It seemed that the object had missed the stairwell, which was good for her.

Darcy headed towards the stair well only to run into one of her neighbors specifically Travis. He was tall and built like a tank, although he didn't have the godly looks that Thor did, he was cute, plus he was a pre-med student. He had short brown hair cropped perfectly, bright blue eyes and dimples. Darcy enjoyed just staring at him most days unfortunately he had one major flaw. He was stupid, as in dumb as a stump. Although he was in pre-med working his way to being a Nurse, his intellect was far below average. All brawn and no brain, and the possibility of being gay.

"Holy crap, did you hear that?" He exclaimed to Darcy. She just had this goofy grin as he spoke.

"Yeah, it crashed through my ceiling," she said very nonchalantly, "I think it hit the basement floor, I was gunna go and check it out - want to come?" she asked pointing to the bottom of the stairwell. He gave a shrug and followed on behind Darcy as they both made their way to the basement. Darcy was in the lead and Travis followed behind like a good boy, although she could hear him mumbling about how this was freaking him out and that he hoped nothing jumped out at them. In saying that a piece of plaster fell from the ceiling and hit the ground with a loud thud.

Travis let loose a scream that sounded like it should be coming from Darcy, his hand going to hold her in front of him. Although she enjoyed him holding her, being used as a human meat shield wasn't exactly romantic.

"Relax, it was just the ceiling," she said shinning her light on the wreckage. Travis relaxed and let out a soft huff, fanning himself to calm his nerves.

"I knew that," he said puffing out his chest. Darcy rolled her eyes and continued to creep towards the crash site. The cement was busted and there actually was a giant hole in the ground. The pipes had been burst on many floors so the water rained down and into the hole. She gulped down a hard spot in her throat and continued to creep. Travis was close behind her slightly pushing her closer and closer. Soon they were close enough to see down and into the broken cement.

Darcy shined her flashlight down and into the hole, but all she could see was smoke and rubble, nothing to indicate what had fallen through - that was until it jumped out at her. Darcy and Travis were thrown back both of them screaming bloody murder. Travis managed not to hit the ground but that didn't stop his high pitched scream.

Darcy on the other hand was pinned to the ground by something; she had cracked her head off the cement so it was hard to focus on what had happened. She let out a lazy moan and rolled her head trying to sit up but her wrists were pinned painfully down, hands and nails digging into her flesh to keep her where she was. Darcy managed to regain focus on what was pinned to her; the first thing that stood out to her was the crystal green eyes. She was held there by those large orbs wide and commanding, the rest of her captor was hidden by blood and dirt, his mouth contorted into a snarl and his face covered in muck and blood from various cuts all over face and body, his hair had somehow maintained its slick look but his clothes were torn and messy. What would expect after falling through an apartment building.

Wait.

He'd fallen through an apartment building, how was he still alive. He released his grip on her hands and before she could ask him a question she felt his hands grab her throat choking her. She coughed and wheezed but he didn't let up on the assault.

"Where am I?" he demanded. Darcy tried to tell him but his grip was too tight breath let alone talk, she saw blotches in her vision and it didn't help that he shook her violently to get an answer from her.

"Tell me!" he yelled. Darcy gave one last gasp trying to get him to realize that he was choking her but he didn't clue in. She felt herself on the verge of blacking out until she heard a loud crack and saw a piece of wood split over the guy choking hers head. His crystal eyes flashed bright and then went dim as he dropped onto her. Darcy was relieved that he'd stopped choking her, but now he was crushing her with his body. Darcy managed to wiggle a bit out from under him to see Travis holding a broken slab of wood. His eyes wide he kept looking back and forth between the wood and the man on top of Darcy. She thought he was going to piss his pants honestly.

"Did I kill him?" he asked. His voice quivered at the thought.

"I don't know, you're the med student!' Darcy yelled at him. She continued to try and weasel out from under the man but she couldn't move any more than she already had.

"Mind helping me out here," she asked. Travis dropped the board and headed over to reach down and pick up the man, he seemed to be having a hard time.

"Anytime now," Darcy said impatiently. Travis continued to try and lift him, but all it accomplished was nearly bursting a blood vessel in his forehead.

"He's a lot heavier than he looks," he said grunting between his teeth. Darcy continued to wiggle as he got the man at least off her legs. She slipped out from under him and once Travis saw that she was free he dropped him. Darcy and Travis both winced at the loud thud and small crack that could be heard from the body. Maybe he should have put him down slower.

Darcy and Travis stood there staring down at the man contemplating what they should do. In a few moments Darcy suspected the police and the super would be here to investigate.

"We need to get him up to my apartment," Darcy announced. Travis gave her an aghast look like she had just asked for him to perform a two fingered test. She continued to stare him down; Travis gave her a few grunts, groans and hand jesters before he gave up and trudged over to the man.

Darcy assisted in grabbing the mysterious man by his shoulders while Travis grabbed his feet. They bought heaved and managed to pick him up but his back still dragged across the ground, which could prove to be a problem when attempting to get up the stairs.

"Well, look on the bright side!" Darcy announced. Travis continued to grunt as he wobbled trying to pick up the man a bit higher.

"There is a bright side?" he asked. Darcy gave a peppy smile to Travis.

"Yeah, if we fix him up, maybe he won't sue you for nearly killing him with that wooden board,"

"You're such an optimist ..."

"I know, now start dragging!"

PLEASE! Read and review, just so I know how I'm doing !

x Wolph