Loki walked the darkened road late one Midgardian night. He couldn't believe he was here again. Not only to be back in Midgard but in New York of all places. He was hiding out in the city he had almost destroyed not even a year ago. And the sight of this almost deserted part of town disgusted him. Buildings in disrepair, trash from the people that traveled through this area during the day, and the few unsavory people that did hang around were all that added up to make this forsaken part of the city. He turned down an alleyway and without even realizing he was speaking aloud, spoke.

"Humanity, look how far you've fallen." A weak voice answered his remark,

"You're preaching to the choir, sir." Loki paused mid-step, and looked around. Had he really heard a voice?

"Who's there?" he called out.

"Don't worry about it, I won't be here much longer."

"You think you can run from me? You don't know who you are dealing with." He heard weak laughter and then the voice answered him.

"You're right, I don't know who you are. And I won't be running..." Loki followed the faint voice into the shadows, and came upon the source of the voice. A young woman lay on the ground, blood pooling around her abdomen.

"What happened to you Midgardian?" he asked as he knelt by her side, she opened her brown eyes and looked up at him, it seemed to take her a few moments to focus on him.

"Guy wanted my money, so I gave him my bag, he didn't like what I didn't have, so he introduced me to his knife." she closed her eyes for a moment and groaned.

"Why did you not call for help?" She opened her eyes as she answered.

"No one cares here. It's too late anyway. I am sorry for disturbing you, just agreed with you, humanity as a whole is fallen. Didn't expect you to hear me..." she trailed off weaker than before. She was wondering how she was still alive at this point. Loki could see she was losing her ability to focus.

"I like you, what's your name?" He asked her, to which she frowned slightly.

"Sara."

"I am going to help you." Loki said making the decision final as he spoke.

"I'm dying sir, Please I..."

"Be still Sara, I can heal you but it will take as much of your own energy as it will mine, so try to conserve what you have left." She looked at him confused but did as he asked. Loki examined the wound quickly and once he knew the extent of the damage put his hand over the wound and concentrated. In a few moment's the pain Sara had been feeling was gone, in its wake exhaustion set in. Loki gently picked the girl up. "You'll come with me." He said gently.

"Thank you, but why...?" she asked. She never heard his answer, her eye's slid closed and what would have been death moments ago was now sleep. Loki smiled down at the girl, he didn't know her but somehow he did know she was worth protecting.