Hello my lovely readers! If I can, I'm going to try to update this story every Sunday. Hopefully that will work out.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters except Hannah and anything else that you don't recognize. If I did, I would have met Tom Hiddleston by now and we would be the best of friends.
Silence filled the room. Odin/Loki's surprised face looked back at me, when it finally turned into an evil grin. He started to walk towards me.
"Very clever." He said. "More clever than most Midgardians."
"All of them are more clever than you." I replied. "You couldn't even dominate our world properly."
He got very close to my face, and I saw that he was dropping the Odin disguise. "Watch your tongue, mortal. You know not of what you speak." He said, the Odin disguise gone completely.
I only smirked. "You do not scare me, Loki."
He backed up as he said, "Then you are a fool."
I shrugged my shoulders. "Possibly." I sat back down in the chair that I had been previously sitting in. I patted the seat next to me. To my surprise, he sat down.
"So," I said after a moment of silence, "what should I call you?"
He looked at me. "Whatever do you mean?" he asked, confused.
"I was just wondering what you wanted me to call you." I said. "I doubt that you would want to be called Loki Odinson, for obvious reasons. Can't say I blame you."
"You would be correct," Loki said, nodding.
"I don't think Loki Laufeyson fits either." I said. "He wasn't exactly a father figure."
"That is the name that I go by," he protested.
"Yes, but think about what that man, Frost Giant, whatever you want to call him, did to you. Now, I am not saying that what he did to you gives you a right to go and try world domination," I joked, "but do you want to be named after the man who left you to die?"
Before I knew what was happening, I was lifted into the air, and it became very hard to breath. I looked down to see that Loki had his hand outstretched towards me.
Looking at me with hatred and disdain, he said, "Watch your tongue, mortal."
I couldn't say anything. Even though I knew it was useless, I thought to myself, Come on Hannah. Get yourself out of this.
All of a sudden, I felt myself falling. I braced myself for the hard landing, but it never came. Opening my eyes, I saw that Loki had used his magic to keep me from falling. The look on his face was of surprise. He lowered me to the ground and said,
"How did you do that?"
I raised my eyebrows. "Do what?"
"Escape from my hold on you." he said simply.
"You didn't let me go?" I asked.
"Would we be having this conversation if I did?" he snapped.
Ignoring his callous tone, I thought about what had happened. Remembering what I had said to myself, I gasped.
"What?" Loki said.
"While I was," I motioned to the air with my hand, "I just thought about getting myself out of the situation when I started to fall."
Loki gave me a confused look and said, "Hannah, do exactly what I say. I want you to think about moving that book to the other side of the room."
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. Picturing the book across the room, I heard a whooshing noise in front of me and then a thump. Opening my eyes, I saw that The Adventures of Tom Sawyer was lying right in front of the door.
A bit shaken up now, I turned to Loki. "What did I just do?"
Loki kept staring at the book as he spoke. "You, Hannah Night of Midgard, just performed magic."
I hoped you guys liked this one! Tell me what you think about how I wrote Loki. Did I do him justice? He's kinda hard to write, but he is also one that is fun to write.
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