* This is the first fanfic that I have ever written. I am new at this and I would appreciate feedback. I realize that I have a slow start to this story but I plan on spicing it up. Anyways, I am modeling this Loki pretty closely to how he behaved in the movies and the actor's perspective on him. Let me know what you think!*

Chapter 1.

From a distance she could hear the soft tolling of church bells. She sighed, knowing it was time to feed her cat, Jinxy. She poured out the food into the bowl and watched as her black, furry friend scurried towards it. In the pits of her stomach she felt the pangs of hunger and remembered she had not eaten much that day. She looked out her window, to the dark gray clouds slowly making their way through the sky. They made it seem later than it really was, not to mention they brought with them cold showers. Deciding that she did not want to walk to the store to fill her empty fridge and cupboards, she opted to call for a pizza.

Ring

Ring

"Hello, this is Rusty's pizza what can we do for you?"

"Yes, I'd like to order a medium pepperoni pizza. That's all."

"Name and address please"

"Taysia Lehman….."

About 40 minutes later loud knocking on her door pierced through the stillness of her apartment. Quickly, she left her writing desk to answer the door. She was greeted by a cute, younger man.

"Hi, that will be 9.50 please" he said with a charming smile.

Taysia blushed and stammered through the exchange, quickly giving him the exact amount with a little tip. Thanked him and shut the door, sighing with relief. Annoyed with herself that she was constantly so awkward around men. Taysia was tall and slender, with light brown hair and animated blue eyes. She was considered cute by many, except herself. Years of being told she was ugly and worthless would not be overcome by the praises of others. Often times she wondered if they were simply trying to make her feel better or worse yet, try to charm her so they could use her. It would not be the first time that happened.

She ate her pizza in silence, while reading the news on her computer. With almost every passing story she could feel her heart sinking in her chest. Why does the news always have to be bad these days? Tired of reading the depressing stories she found herself gazing, once again, at the rolling storm clouds. Minutes went by with Taysia fading into her thoughts…

Thump

Jinxy, who had settled on top of her wardrobe closet, plummeted down onto Taysia's writing desk, seeking her comfort. It snapped her back to reality with a startle. She looked at the clock and to her surprise found it almost midnight. Well, she had thought it had only been minutes. After petting Jinxy she stood up to get ready for bed. Frowning, she wondered why she felt nervous. It was the deep feeling in her chest, with fluttering in her stomach, like when you know something bad is about to happen. Taysia was a rational person though, and simply ignored the feeling as she got into bed. However, before she fell completely asleep she noted that she had hoped something would happen. She needed it to…