Hello dear reader, I'm trying out my hand at writing and I think fanfiction is a great place to get the hang of it so here is one of the stories floating around in my head. Comments, thoughts and constructive criticisms are most appreciated.
This story takes place some years after the events in Breaking Dawn and The Avengers.
The coyote turned its head sniffing the air he must have caught my scent. Strange, I was downwind no matter it was too late for him. I readied myself for the pounce when suddenly I knew what the coyote had smelled. Human.
A growl escaped my clenched teeth in a frenzy for blood. I willed myself to be still until my instinct to kill was overridden by my brain. The coyote having heard me ran off and I debated going after him but my curiosity won out. What was a human doing this deep in the desert? The old Rosalie Hale would have not given the stranger a second thought but after living with Carlisle for so long I could practically hear him in my head. "Go see if he needs help, Rose." Begrudgingly I followed the smell cursing Carlisle and his compassion the whole way I until I saw him.
So handsome it would have taken my breath away had I actually the need to breathe. More beautiful than any human I'd ever seen before. He was almost as pretty as me. The stranger was tall, pale skinned with long dark hair. This was no ordinary human his nails perfectly manicured and clothes custom. Thoroughly intrigued I approached him. "Are you lost?"
He jumped obviously startled. "What?"
I walked closer to him "I said are you lost?"
His eyes illuminated by the moonlight not quite blue and not quite green watched me suspiciously. He could sense I was danger. Every ounce of self preservation in his subconscious warned him. My presence meant death. He silently stared at me for some time and I concluded he was a mere dense human nothing more.
"I'm not quite sure." he finally answered looking down at his hands. I was losing patience with the stranger and ready to leave him to become buzzard chow but his accent was foreign to me. His voice was soft and warm, filled with arrogance but the dialect with which he spoke I could not place. Odd seeing as I have travelled all over the world. Who is this man?
"Rosalie Hale." I said extending my hand.
"Loki of Asgard." he kissed it and looking amused. The gesture unsettled me his demeanor reminding me of a nightmare from another life.
"Asgard? Where exactly is that?"
He laughed without humor. "No where you've heard of mortal." dismissing me he turned and examined his surroundings seemingly trying to figure out which way to go.
Mortal? "You'll fry out here when the sun comes up." I warned him. "You'd better find some shade and water."
He turned and glared at me. "I am the son of Odin."
Clearly he was mad probably brought on by the desert sun.
"Come on." I said to him and began to lead toward the smell of water. He paused weighing his options and I soon heard his footsteps behind me. We walked for sometime till I slowed to match his pace. The silence was deafening and I wracked my brain for topics finding none till I led him to a small pool of water. He stared at me blankly.
"Do you expect me to drink that?"
"It's clean" I assured.
"What am I to drink out of?" he demanded.
"Figure it out."
"Why aren't you drinking it?"
"I'm not thirsty." I lied.
"You're lying." he said smiling such a beautiful expression on his face I lost my train of thought.
"How?" I stammered a first in over 100 years. I shook my head "You should drink you're dehydrated." His thirst must have got the best of him because he finally crouched down and began to scoop water into his mouth never turning his back on me. When he was finished he stood up and we looked at each other. The sun would be up in a few hours and I needed to be rid of this man for more than a few reasons before then. "Come." I said leading him to an old cave I had passed. We walked wordlessly side by side until I reached the cave by then it was breaking dawn. "You'll stay here until nightfall." I ordered him. I'll come back for you then and get you to civilization.
"Where are you going?" he demanded his aqua eyes meeting mine.
"I'm going hunting." I answered. He took an expression of disbelief but seemed to accept my answer. "Don't leave the cave." I said to him as I left. As soon as I turned the corner I ran so he couldn't see the fast approaching sun glittering off my skin.
I managed a coyote and 2 rattlesnakes when I remembered humans need to eat too. I went back and grabbed the bloodless rattlesnake carcasses. I found a cool pond to place the snakes in so they would not turn rancid. I soaked my feet in the water and sat awhile.
Damn, Carlisle the last thing I need is a moody human to care for. Perhaps Edwards influence was to blame as well. I closed my eyes and smiled thinking of my family in Forks, WA, and thinking of the sadness that had brought me here. I hope Nessie and Esme are doing okay. I know that my absence would be the hardest on them. Finally the sun was beginning to set. I retrieved and cooked the snakes, took off my shirt balled it up and soaked it and made my way back to the stranger. He was visibly annoyed upon my arrival. I handed him my shirt and told him to suck the water out of it. "You are immodestly dressed." he huffed after he drank. "I thought I was old fashioned." I laughed handing him the snake bits.
He handed me my shirt back and ordered "Put this on."
I shook my head "It's wet." beginning to feel self conscience another first for me even though I was still wearing a tank top and bra underneath that. "We don't have time for games, I need to get rid of you and at your pace we'll need all night."
"Where will you take me, mortal?"
"My name is Rosalie."
"And I am Loki son of Odin, we have already made introductions."
I rolled my eyes "Come on."
He stopped and folded his arms. "Where are you taking me?"
"Do you want to stay in the desert?"
He looked sad for a moment. "No, I want to go home."
"Well, do you need bus fare or what?"
He huffed superiorly and rolled his eyes. And that did it. "You know I'm just trying to save your life. You could at least pretend to be grateful!" I yelled at him. "I don't need this; I don't have to help you."
"How dare you speak to me in that tone, if I..." His eyes began to water and he quickly turned his back on me to compose himself.
I sighed as my anger evaporated. "Okay," I said sitting on a rock in front of where he was standing. "Let's have it."
He looked down at me and I could see him battling with himself. He finally relented and came and sat next to me. His arms stretched over his long legs. He sighed turned his head and opened his mouth to speak. He then closed his mouth and placed his hand over his eyes. He was so obviously distraught that I couldn't help but want to comfort him. I placed my hand on his back and patted him. "There, there." I said uncertainly. He flinched at my touch but didn't shrug me off so I rubbed his back in a circle like Emmett used to do to calm me. "Now, listen, you won't survive 24 hours in this desert by yourself. So let it out so we can get moving." He looked up at me wiping his eyes defiantly. "I am quite capable. I managed by myself for two entire days."
"Yeah sure. Do you want to get home or not?"
"Desperately" he said. "But I'm afraid, Rosalie, there is no way I can get there."
My name sounded like poetry coming out of his mouth. 'Get a grip' I scolded myself. "So are you going to tell me what happened or not?"
"I was banished." he finally said and looked into my eyes for a reaction. Finding none he continued. "I have nowhere to go nor any idea what to do. I don't know how Thor did it." He said looking to the sky.
"Why?"
He smiled a sad smile "I almost forgot you were there. I attempted to rule Misgard. I just wanted... it doesn't matter really, does it? I'm here now and I suppose I cannot provide for myself in such an inhospitable climate. You are right Rosalie; I have been impolite. You have been most helpful and I owe you my gratitude." He stood and extended his hand to help me up. I accepted and stood suddenly realizing how close my body was to his. As I looked into his eyes I could hear his heart pounding slightly faster and his breath drew shallow. I quickly stepped to the side. Maybe too quickly he looked at me quizzically.
"Shall we?" as we made off in the right direction. After some time walking I asked him. "So what will you do?"
"I am not sure. This land is foreign to me."
"Do you need money or anything?"
"I am a king; I would not accept currency from a maiden."
"Sure, your highness." I mocked. It seemed to placate him though so I let it slide. After hiking at a snail pace with little conversation all night I was happy to see civilization. "Well, Loki, here you are." I gestured toward the town.
He bowed and took my hand "You have shown me much kindness, Rosalie. When I rule this world I won't forget it. Thank you." with that he kissed my hand and strode away.
