Hello world! Before we begin, I have been barely in and out of the Fanfiction website and boy have I realized how much has changed when I first joined the site! My favorite addition is being able to tell who from what part of the world is reading my story. And just think, to have a variety of reviews and critiques from all over the world; freakin awesome. I just want to thank: silmarlfan1, , ChickWithThePurpleGuitar, SherryAi and other people that have reviewed! In Addition, I couldn't post these chapters without my awesome beta reader, Midnight Spiral.

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Chapter Two: Monsters and Men

"And I'd promise you anything for another shot at life
Imperfect boys with their perfect lives
Nobody wants to hear you sing about tragedy"-Disloyal Order of Water Buffaloes

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A groan escaped from thin lips as Loki blinked rapidly as if to banish his blurry vision. When his vision finally cleared, he was staring up at the night sky which was mostly obscured by tall lush trees. The banished prince attempted to move from his sprawled position on the forest ground when a louder groan emitted from his lips. To describe his body as sore was an understatement. To even think about moving a single finger sent flares up his spine and to his already throbbing temples.

It could be worse, he thought. At least his enemies wouldn't have the pleasure of seeing him sprawled out on the ground…again. A recent memory came to surface of a similar situation that included the Hulk and a leering Anthony Stark.

After a couple more embarrassing moments of crawling on the ground like a newborn child, Loki was finally able to stand and take in his surroundings. He was surrounded by tall, ancient trees that loomed over him. His ears were met with the cries of crickets while his nose was met with the promise of rain. The air was thick, making his shirt stick uncomfortably to his thin torso.

Loki picked at his thin gray shirt observing with great distaste at the lack of warmth or style the shirt gave him. Moving on he went to inspect his pants which were the same as the shirt: simple, black and cotton. He rummaged through his pants pockets and gave a sigh of disappointment. Loki was hoping that some of his magical items and tools would make it through the fall, but apparently Odin thought of this as well. Moving through his disappointment of having the lack of his magical tools, he realized, with great annoyance, that he was left abandoned in the middle of the woods without any shoes.

Loki knew that his situation could be worse, he could have been left naked but the situation still stood. He had no supplies, no weapons, and no food. Loki's mind kicked into overdrive as he tried to make a plan: water, food, civilization, and then world domination. Well, a basic guideline for now.

He screamed into the starless sky, "Are you happy brother? I swear as soon as I get my powers back I will finish what I have started! Your pathetic humans will never be safe from me!"

Loki was answered by a clap of thunder and, as if to spite Loki, rain followed swiftly after. Now, soaking wet, Loki stood there seething as his clean feet sank into the muddy ground. Without another second, Loki angrily turned and began to track through the forest.

"Unbelievable!" Loki growled to himself. He blindly walked through a stream and cursed when cold water stung his feet as well as soaking his pants.

"No, let us not kill Loki! Let's have him spend a year in a pathetic excuse for a realm that he tried to rule! That sounds like a brilliant idea."

Loki lost his footing during his rant on lose rocks as he began to climb a steep hill. Flashes of lightning were his only source of the light at the moment and he continued to feel his way to the top.

"A god, forced to live as one of them! I will have your throat slit for this Thor!"

Loki finally reached the top of the hill and found himself in a clearing. He wiped his dripping hair away from his eyes as he tried to see beyond the rain and darkness for any cliff or caves to take shelter in. Loki's eyebrows furrowed as he tried to discern what region of Midgard his father had landed him in. Unfortunately, he had not spent as much time exploring the realm and still could not guess until he came into contact with some life form of intelligence.

It was while Loki was in the middle of his musings that he heard a branch snap. Loki turned around and instinctively reached for his non-existent daggers. Loki cursed himself for not being more careful.

Even without his magic, he is still a trained warrior and his instincts were currently screaming at him to not be standing idly out in the open. Slowly Loki stepped quietly backwards as he scanned the tree line for the presence he heard only moments ago. It wasn't till he was five feet from the tree line that the hairs on the back of his neck stood up and Loki stopped. It was then that Loki noticed that there were no more insects singing. It was eerily silent as Loki craned his neck slowly behind him.

It was almost comical that he could have missed a creature like that. With a flash of lightening, Loki was able to have a glimpse of the creature that was now standing in front of him. The shape looked vaguely human but that was where the similarities ended. The skin looked tainted and grey with teeth that were missing and protruding at odd angles. Even in the darkness, Loki's sharp eyes were able to take in the long limbs and fingers that currently spread to either side of its body. Sunken eyes stared hungrily at him as Loki desperately tried to put a name to the creature. Nothing came to mind and Loki cleared his throat as a weak smile was worked onto his face.

"Well, don't I feel silly. You seem to have caught me at a bad time." Loki gestured with his thin arms to himself. Loki may be powerless, but he still has his silver tongue. Talking his way out of trouble is what he is born to do.

"You wouldn't have happened to know the way to the closest town, would you?" Loki asked politely as if he was only just strolling through a park, but the creature didn't answer. "Perhaps a reward could be given for your services?" The creature still didn't answer. Curious, Loki tilted his head slightly to the right. Interestingly enough, the creature mimicked his movement.

"Hello?" Loki said, wondering if the creature could speak at all.

The creature didn't move, and Loki, believing that the creature was only a simple one and safe enough to ignore, turned his back on the confusing creature and continued his way out of the clearing.

"Hello?"

Loki abruptly turned around to the sound of his own voice. Loki had a list of demands at the tip of his tongue when he saw that the creature was not there anymore. Fear began to pool within his stomach. The creature was smart and could mimic voices. Not the best way to begin redemption, Loki thought in anger which was aimed at a particular thunder god. With no weapons, supplies, magic or even armor, there was only thing Loki could do.

Run.

Loki sprinted into the forest. Rocks scraped at his muddy bare feet as pricker bushes scraped at his delicate skin but Loki could still hear the creature behind him. Not daring to look back, Loki started to zigzag each time he heard the creature get closer to him.

Loki was panting heavily now when he stopped short. Not two feet away was a fifty foot cliff atop which he stood. Heart beating fast, Loki moved away from the cliff as he tried to locate the creature. Again, Loki wiped his wet hair and the rain away from his eyes. It was when the creature was nowhere to be seen that Loki realized that the creature had planned for him to run off this cliff. It was a chilling conclusion that he was the one being hunted and no amount of talking could get him out of this predicament.

But he had no other choice. He had to keep running until he found some shelter or town. Running along the cliff, Loki desperately searched for a town in the distance. It wasn't long when he heard a loud crack from above and he stopped in time to see a tree, now on fire, fall in front of him. A terrible, inhuman scream echoed while Loki darted right and barely missed the flaming branches. Loki continued to run when his right foot, which should have hit solid ground, found only air and he fell down the steep cliff. Loki desperately clung to a tree root as he struggled to bring the rest of himself to solid ground. But it seemed his day was going to go from bad to worse when the root came loose from the ground due to the heavy rain.

With a surprised cry Loki tumbled down through rocks and mud and when he tumbled to the ground, his head collided with a boulder with a sickening crack. Dazed, Loki tried to get up several times before the dizziness took over. His body surrendered to the mud with a splat with his face turned up to the storming sky. Green eyes glazed over as red blood oozed from his raven head to the earth beneath him. And then, there was silence.