AU: So I have decided to give this a try. I know I have other stories-in-progress, I will get to them I promise. But for now I want to introduce this bad boy here, I have spent many hours on this story. Going over every detail over and over again. I am finally satisfied with how this is coming along. I wanted to throw out a little taste of it. I have plenty more chapters as well. Please tell me what you think and enjoy.

The beginning of this story is taking place in the first Thor movie the year 2011. It will then move on to the later ones. Do not worry I will keep it so you will know exactly when and where. If your a fan you'll pretty much figure it out on your own lol. If I mess something up please tell me and I will fix it.

"Come on Eira, it's the hottest club here! And that's saying a lot, given that we're in New Mexico." The childish whining from her friend was so annoying, she caved.

"Alright, alright, alright! We can go, sheesh." Kayla squealed. Eiralys sighed. Her friend always managed to get what she wanted.

"This is going to be so much fun. Just you wait!" A small smile crept on Eiralys' face. Her friend was a pain in the ass, but she loved her anyway. Then she groaned realizing the entirety of the situation. She didn't have anything other than her jeans and pullovers to wear, which only meant one thing.

"We have to go shopping!" More squealing. 'I regret this decision already.' Eiralys groaned again, a habit she picked up from her father no doubt.

Later…

"Eira you look fine. Stop pulling at it." It was uncomfortable, being in such a small dress. Being a plus size woman, Eiralys never thought to wear mini-dresses. She wasn't too big for them; it just wasn't what she did. Eiralys was curvy with a little bit of pudge in just the right places. She had thick thighs, a nice butt and yes, a little bit of a belly. Her breasts weren't huge in fact they were pretty average. A plain size of 36C. Nevertheless, she was happy with the way her body looked. And with long curly dark brown hair, beautiful big green eyes and full lips to add on to that, she thought she was perfect and she'd be damned if anyone told her otherwise.

"I think it might be too short? I feel it rise when I walk." Eiralys groaned, Kayla ignored her complaints and continued walking towards the club. It was in a big warehouse looking building but she figured it had to be legit, right? Unfortunate, that's what the club was called.

"Yes, it is UNFORTUNATE. Very UNFORTUNATE for me to be standing here while my so-called 'friend' leaves me behind to go have a good time all by herself. Unfortunate indeed. Thank you for pointing that out big neon green lights. With your big line and big security guards. And your-" She would've continued her ranting but a shifting silhouette had caught her eye, stopping her train of thought. Walking toward where she stood, was the most attractive man she ever laid eyes on. He was tall, over six feet. His frame was slender with well-toned muscles. Black shoulder length hair, pale skin, strong nose, strong chin and the bluest eyes she had ever seen. They reminded her of ice she thought, the purest ice she could think of. She noticed his lips were a bit on the thin side, something she always found unattractive. But somehow, he pulled it off.

She realized she must've been staring when he gave her a very annoyed look. 'Pffft, whatever Mr. Hot guy, not like I want you either. Even if you are nice to look at.'

"Eira!" She heard her friend's shrill screaming from across the street. She had somehow gotten to the front of the line. Which meant they were getting in. Great.

"The queen! She calls!" Kayla rolled her eyes. She knew her friend and it wouldn't be long before the both of them were drunk, dancing their asses off on the dance floor. She knew this was all an act to see how much she could take before giving in and going back to their room. But not this time. This time Kayla was determined to get some excitement going. So she flipped her long, pretty strawberry-blonde hair and sauntered her skinny ass inside. It was a display that meant I'm going inside, whether you're coming or not.

Eiralys sighed. 'There goes the queen. And Mr. Hot guy right behind her. Of course, everyone falls in love with Kayla.' She made it across the street only to be stopped by security pestering her for her I.D.

"I'm telling it's real and it says it right there, twenty-six." 'Dammit, Kayla! How the hell do you always manage to get in without any issues? Anyone in their right mind can tell how fake these are. I mean twenty-six really? There's no way my nineteen-year-old baby-face looks that old!'

"Your friend, the blonde one, she single?" And there it was, the only reason she hated coming out with Kayla. Don't get it wrong she loved her, she was her best friend. But, no matter where they went or who they were with, Kayla always managed to get all of the attention. Not that she wanted to steal her spotlight or anything, it'd just be nice for her to get some attention for a change. Was that too much to ask for?

"Yeah, she is actually. I could put in a good word for you, but no promises." She gave her best sing-song voice and giggled, it was kind of easy to get guys thinking they had a chance with Kayla. It was kind of fun sometimes. The guard let Eiralys in the club to which she found was much bigger on the inside than it was on the outside. It had a high ceiling and was lighted but dim gold bulbs and green strobe lights. The bar was to the far right with the usual bar stools and tables on either side. Eiralys took notice of the bathrooms to the left. 'Good. Now I know where to go when Kayla needs to puke her guts up.' And directly in front of her was the massive dance floor, people moving to the beat of Pitbull's: Bon Bon. Just a few feet to her right she found Kayla at a table and she wasn't alone.

"Eira, so nice of you to finally join us. I'd like you to meet my new friend, Loki."