Prologue.
Loki had escaped the Chitauri and what they had helped him do to New York. To be honest which was a very rare thing for the God of Lies, Loki had not wanted to attack Midgard again but he had no choice. The Avengers had been worthy opponents but with Thor fighting alongside them this was one battle the Master would have definitely lost. Ducking out of the path of an arrow Loki cloaked himself in invisibility and ran down a deserted alleyway to an abandoned warehouse. With his heart still beating rapidly, Loki slipped inside the warehouse and cleared his thoughts, all except one. Thor's last words that had been spoken to him not so long ago were now repeating over and over in his head like a broken record;
"You are not a king".
The warehouse was one large room, it's stone walls cracked and a few crate boxes scattered across the floor which was un-swept and was home to a few scattered beer cans. Sitting against the wall Loki took a few deep breaths and ran his fingers through his hair wondering how he was going to explain his failure to the Master. Knowing the punishment would be severe like it had been the last time he had disobeyed Loki stood to his feet and prepared to open a portal when a slight whimper of pain broke his concentration. Looking around the room Loki believed he was hearing things and once again prepared to open the portal but a quiet sob caused him to look at some large crates at the end of the room. Removing his dagger Loki hardened his jaw and approached the crate boxes slowly.
As Loki got closer to the crates the quiet sobs continued until suddenly they stopped. Taking a deep breath of annoyance Loki looked behind the crate boxes curious to see what had been interrupting him but his dagger was quickly sheathed when he saw who had been making the sobs of pain. It was Jane Foster Thor's mortal companion.
Kneeling down beside the mortal Loki pushed her long brown hair out of her face and seeing her frightened caramels brown eyes he took in her full form and saw what had been making sob. The head of a Chitauri spear was lodged in her stomach. Knowing it was his fault this mortal had been injured Loki carefully picked her up in his arms and said "Master will make you better".
Jane looked up at her saviour knowing who he was and a terrible fear rippled through her before she snapped "just kill me already you demon".
Shaking his head Loki looked at her and said "no Jane Foster I will not kill you and hopefully one day you will understand why I attacked Midgard and harmed its people".
Jane coughed up a little blood and shaking her head she said "it doesn't matter why you attacked Midgard, I'll never forgive you for what you have done".
Feeling guilt rip through him for the pain he had caused this mortal woman and the countless innocent lives that had been slain Loki knew he couldn't bring her to Master. Master would torture her continuously until her mind was so broken that she could be easily controlled. Stepping outside the warehouse Loki removed the veil in hopes that Heimdall would be able to see him. Before he could call out the Asgardian's name, the Bifrost opened transporting both Loki and Jane to Asgard.