Author's Note: One person has written me expressing an interest in Loki's past. Loki's real name is Kiore so for the first chapter he will be referred to as such until his name is changed. If you have read Loki of Earth then you know who his mother is if you haven't guess. I think I left enough clues that you can tell.

Chapter 1 The Baby

The baby snuggled under the blanket as his mother set him down in the dresser drawer. It opened his eyes as his mother moved away from him, turning fuzzy.

"Hush Kiore my little one," his mother whispered. His eyes drooped as his mother started chanting in some odd tongue and the green lights appeared. Kiore's eyes struggled to keep open but in the end he gripped the blanket with one hand and slept.

He woke suddenly in the dark, he was cold, wet, and where was mama? He opened his mouth to cry but there was no air. He flailed his arms still tangled in the blanket that was steadily pulling him towards something. Kiore cried as he hit something hard as he slid against the floor. With the sudden reappearance of air he took in a lung full and screamed.

"Mama, mama, mama…" Finally Kiore cried himself to sleep. Mama would come, mama always came for him. When Kiore woke again he was hungry, still wet and, still alone. He heard the door opening and started crying. Mama hated when he cried but Kiore was miserable and alone and scared. "Wah, mama…"

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Heimdell Frost irritably switched off the voice that was attached to the ship. He knew by the gages how fast he was going and what was out there. He did not need some smart-aleck computer with a fake voice telling him what was going on his ship. He expertly navigated threw the asteroid belt when he noticed the parts of a broken ship littering the space way. He reached for his radio. "This is HeA145 is there anyone out there?" A small escape ship showed up on his radar. There was no answer from the other ship and he was tempted to head for home.

He shook his head and carefully guided the ship towards the object. Docking was easy and he pulled an old gun from the compartment just in case he needed it before opening both doors. He nearly dropped the gun when a baby started wailing. He looked around before locating the small bundle of green blankets that had slid under a bench. He knelt down and scooped up the baby. It opened its green eyes and reached out for him with chubby little hands.

"Don't cry, don't cry," Heimdell said desperately. He looked around but the only thing in the ship was the baby. Quickly he re-entered his own ship still holding the baby and set his course for home. Glad he had already made all his deliveries for the day. He landed on his strip and gathering up the still crying baby headed for Bifrost. Andhrimnir Kaiser, better known as Andy, would know what to do with a baby.

"Andy," Heimdell called out as soon as he opened the door to the dinning establishment the man owned.

"Hello Heimdell back so soon," the tall young man asked as he wiped down one of the tables. "I'll get your dinner in a minute."

"Actually I need food for a baby," Heimdell said awkwardly looking at the bundle in his arms.

"A baby? Where did you find a baby," Andy asked walking over. The baby started wailing again and Heimdell thrust the baby into Andy's arms.

"I found it in an escape pod after my mail route. I don't know what to do with it."

Andy cradled the baby with one hand and quickly warmed up some milk. Heimdell helped him place it in a bottle then he nudged the baby's lips with the nipple. The baby latched on and started to suck rapidly, his hands unclenching from the blanket and reaching up for the bottle.

"Good boy," Andy cooed gently unwrapping the baby from the blanket. As he thought the baby's cloth dipper was wet and so were his clothes. He pulled out on of his children's old shirts and changed the baby then tucked the baby in a drawer. He spread out the blanket looking for anything distinguishing and he looked at the letters on the edge of the green blanket.

"L O K I," Andy read out loud. "Heimdell think Loki could be his name?"

"Weird name but why else would it be written on his blanket," I'm going to go report what happened with the district. Perhaps the boy has a family out there looking for him."

"Go do that," Andy said. "So Loki," he said cradling the baby to his chest. "I guess you'll be staying here for a while."