Loki, Prince of Betrayal
By Elizabeth Mae Seriff
Chapter 1
He was unknown, unwanted, and unloved. Loki glided as he walked down the streets of Salt Lake City. He came here because it was more secluded than other places in North America. No one would suspect him of coming to the land of the Mormons. He fit in quite well in SLC there were strange people everywhere. Men were dressing like women; women dressing like men in the more crowded places of this small city. Yes there were normal looking people but Loki preferred to stay among a crowd he would fit in with and stay hidden.
Loki still had his long shoulder length, sleek, black hair and his Asgardian clothes on. He looked like he was dressing up for Halloween but it was almost Christmas. He planned on changing all that with the exception of keeping his hair. But right now he was planning on how best to destroy Asgard; where his brother and enemy Thor was ruling as king. All he needed was someone who would easily trust him and then he could hatch his plan to get revenge on his old home and loved ones.
Scum.
That is what Loki thought of them now. They had betrayed him by lying to him and always looking down on him. It was time they earned their reward for it. To Odin and Thor he would be merciless but to Frigga and Sif he would be a little more compassionate. After all Frigga was the only woman he knew as Mother and Sif was the love of his life.
But he still had the dilemma of who would be the perfect civilian to help hide him so he could bring his chaos to pass. And he thought he had found her. She looked unsuspecting and a little ditsy; the perfect person to stay with and get away with anything right under her nose.
She had long, curly, auburn hair, was of average height, with brown eyes, and was built perfectly not too skinny not too chubby, and she was proportioned right. That's what she thought anyways. She was confident, and positive about everything. She rarely showed her emotions and right now she was stressed but her smile didn't show it. She usually wore very little make up only foundation. But today she was wearing mascara and eyeliner with a bit of lip gloss.
Yes, this was the one; the one who could help him get his kingdom back along with all the glory he deserved. This girl would be the way to meeting his goal. He would repay her for it somehow. Loki didn't believe in using people he just believed that everyone could help him to a point. And this girl would be the biggest boost of them all.
Loki started to stroll towards her putting on his charms.
"Find someone else to help you I don't deal with conmen!" she lashed out before he had even said anything.
"I can't just give a lady a compliment?" Loki said.
"That would all be good and fine if you didn't want to use me to conquer your old home." She retaliated.
Loki had nothing to say for once. Not even Thor could shut him down that quickly. Then this mortal girl comes along and tells him how it is. No one did that without facing the consequences.
"Who are you to say what I will or will not do!" hissed Loki. His blood was rising to his face turning it red.
"I am the woman whose vacation you ruined! I'm on my tour of Europe when I am asked to immediately leave because some demon is destroying Germany! And on top of that right as I am dropped off in New York to catch my next flight to go back to Utah I am told I can't because some guy is terrorizing New York city! And what do you know it's the same person! That's who I am!" The mortal woman screamed "So if you think I'm going to be your way to meet your goal you had better think again because I don't help those who act like twits." Then she pushed past the God of Mischief and walked to the bus stop as quickly as possible.
Loki just stood there dumbfounded. What could he do or say when she had just told him off. He had never seen a woman so angry in his life. What was it with these mortals? They ran and screamed when danger came; in Asgard they stood up and fought and only retreated when their numbers grew thin. A few of the men stood to fight but right when it seemed to get rough they ran off.
And the women were so temperamental. He had never seen any creature tear at anyone with such ferocity. Not even Sif was like that. If anyone was dangerous it was the females on this planet. Loki wondered how anyone was still alive when they could hold such grudges. Was this how they all were? He sincerely hoped not.
Now all Loki's plans were ruined because this one girl saw through him. He didn't know what to do now. Then he saw her ready to hop on the bus; he had an idea. He ran up to her just as the bus arrived.
"What do you want now?" she snapped
"You don't have to help me; just find me a place to stay. I literally have nowhere to go." Said Loki
The young woman looked at Loki and his intense green eyes and the pleading in them. She remembered seeing him in Frankfurt, Germany and wondering who he was. While everyone ran she stayed behind a tree to find out who exactly he was. And in New York, although stuck there for two weeks before she could go home, she watched his every move.
"Alright, fine." She said "Although I don't know why I'm doing this for you. Do you know how long I was stuck in New York?"
"Ah, you can tell me when I have a place to stay." Loki answer.
The two got on the bus and the girl paid for both their fees. The bus was silent for half an hour and Loki was getting uncomfortable. What did it take to get this girl to talk? He would rather have her yelling at him than totally silent and ignoring him. He needed a way to get her to open up a little so he could live somewhere.
"I didn't catch your name⦠" he started
"That's because I didn't give it to you." She interrupted
"Tough crowd." Loki mumbled "Alright, so what is it if I may ask? I'd give you mine but you already know it."
"It's Elizabeth, Loki." She answered.
"Now look at that. It wasn't so hard to tell me your name was it?" Loki answered.
"No, I suppose not." Elizabeth mumbled.
Once again there was silence. Elizabeth didn't seem in the talking mood or at least not for Loki. He knew he had to break the barriers somehow. But how? She seemed very cold and hard. Maybe if he asked her about where he was and the culture she would open up. Loki tried to think up a question.
"So, you're a Mormon right?" he asked.
"It's LDS for Latter-day Saint, and yes, I am." Elizabeth snapped as she glared at him.
"Okay then I'll remember that." Said Loki
"Good, now if you would be so kind as to keep silent I would appreciate it. I've had a very long day and want to have some peace and quiet during the ride back home." Elizabeth hissed.
"Why are you so guarded?" snapped Loki.
"Maybe it's because the man who complicated my life for almost two months is standing right next to me!" Said Elizabeth
Loki closed his mouth. He had a comeback for her, but now he couldn't say anything. Her words pierced him like a knife. It cut a deep wound into him deeper than when he had found out who he really was. This woman had just accused him of ruining a part of her life and wasting her time. Nothing could be worse except for being unloved. And the way Elizabeth had spit out those words made Loki feel even more so than he had before.
He kept silent the rest of the trip. Elizabeth kept looking back at him. She could tell she had hurt him but she didn't know how to tell him sorry. She was never very good at it. Like crying she believed it showed weakness. She knew she had to though if she wanted him to get off the bus for their final stop. They were almost there.
As they made it to their final destination Elizabeth walked slowly down and looked back up at Loki. "Are you coming?" she asked. Loki just stood there sullen faced. "If you don't come now you'll miss the stop and keep going in circles." She said.
"I'll find somewhere else to go." He said quietly so only she could here.
"Where?" she asked, trying to keep from laughing.
"Somewhere." He said.
"You're better off with me at least you'll have somewhere else to stay." Elizabeth said, "Just come on."
"Fine." said Loki, dejectedly.
He stepped off the bus and followed Elizabeth back to her apartment. He was quiet the whole walk. Now it was Elizabeth's turn to feel awkward.
"Well one thing is for sure karma always comes back to get you." Elizabeth joked.
"Apparently" growled Loki "Now my life is getting ruined."
"I meant about you giving me the silent treatment." She said.
"Oh, is that what you call it?" he snapped back.
"Here I'll go talk to some friends and ask them if you can stay with them." Elizabeth said.
"Why do you change the subject so quickly?" asked Loki
"It's what I do to keep the situation from getting tense; I like to keep things smooth."
"And yet you have a guarded life."
"Yes, as does everyone else. We all keep a secret or two."
Loki thought about this and decided he agreed. He didn't notice that Elizabeth had stopped and bumped into her. She was standing in front of a door on the third floor of an apartment complex. She was knocking on the door.
"Sorry." Loki said
"No, I'm sorry. I have been very rude which isn't very good for a hostess." Elizabeth said.
Loki was taken aback by this. He just gaped at her as she stared back at him. The door started to open. Elizabeth turned back to face the young man who opened it.
