Chapter 2: Strangers Like Me

Loki, he laid there for what seemed like hours, periodically fell in and out of consciousness for lengths of time. He stirred around the dirty site, when suddenly a bright light was shown in his eyes. There were loud, drowned out noises in the background. What was going on? Loki was panicking a bit on the inside, not being able to open his eyes to see what is happening.

He was pulled up onto what seemed like a portable bed, is that the name? He wasn't sure anymore. From a distance there were people shouting words he didn't understand. None of this made Loki comfortable and made him tense at the touch of the other people.

On the way to the hospital he opened his eyes part way and looked around the contraption, where… where was he now? Who are these people? He was unsure of where they were taking him now he felt afraid… A hand was placed upon his shoulder and this woman with long brown hair was talking reassurance to him. "It will be alright," the woman had said. Her chocolate eyes bore into him with worry and concern. Loki opened his mouth to try to speak to her, but she swiftly placed her fingers gently on his lips. "Don't try to speak, please, it will only hurt you further." He was confused, why did this random person who, he bet, didn't even know who he was, and willing to do this for him? She sighed, and continued to speak words to him, "Are you from Asgard?" Asgard? That word… Why… Why is it so familiar? Is it a place? Where is that? He looked at her with a questionable gaze, "You don't know what that is, do you…" She looked around the ambulance one last time before they stopped at their destination. "I just guessed that since you were at the Bifrost site, that you had come from Asgard, that's all."

Oh, that's what she meant.

When they opened the doors from the back of the ambulance, they pulled up the sides of the bed. "Hold on, you will be fine, alright?" The strange woman climbed out of the truck and proceeded into the building. The medics wheeled him into the hospital, but the rest was just a blur as he started to lose his consciousness again.

Later that night, he awoke again, but this time in a bright white room. He wore these strange clothes, what's this? What? Is that… an object in his arm? Just as the young prince started to panic a hand extended out him again, that lady is here again. Why? He looked up at her face and opened his mouth to speak, "Who are you?" he rasped out. A small smirk appeared on her face, "I am Jane Foster, I go frequently to the site you were found out at and study a place called Asgard." She explained to Loki. She walked back to the chair she was sitting at before Loki had awoken. "So, if you're not from there… where areyou from?" That question took the prince off guard, where was he from? That… was a good question… where washe from?

Loki hesitated before he tried to answer the given question, "I don't… um… I don't know…" He finally answered. Jane's eye widened as she pulled the chair she was sitting in closer to the boy in the bed. "You don't remember?" He had nodded back to her, then Jane moved her hand up to her mouth as stroked her chin. A measly little habit she picked up from Thor. "What do you remember? Do you have anything in your mind you think you know?" She looked over at him, "Anything at all?" She asked the younger. Loki had shaken his head, there was something he still couldn't wrap his head around, was why this lady was trying to be worried for him, unless she knew who he was? 'I don't even know this woman… I think' Loki thought to himself. "Do you know me?" Loki had asked. Jane breathed inwards and shook her head as well. She shifted from one arm to the other as she was leaning on her side against the arm rest when she was sitting next to his bed as she contemplated what would happen now.

Something had popped into her head and stormed out of the room leaving the prince in the room by himself. Jane had gone to go speak to a nurse or doctor. Which ever she will see first on her travels. As she was gone Loki had drifted off to sleep once again.

Dreams shot up into his mind, what's this? Where is he? This room is dark, cold, and damp. Loki could barely see anything besides himself. This place… why does it seem so… familiar? None of this, no, it doesn't make any sense. He doesn't know this pla- wait… hold on… who are all these people? What? Why are they coming into here? He was scared and confused. What was going on? He tried to curl up in the corner of the dark room to keep away from strange men surrounding him. That was when something shiny came into view of the young prince. His eyes widened and gasped. A needle and thread came into the view of the boy and the group of men got even closer than before. no… No… NO!

PLEASE NO!

With a strong jolt he was sitting up in his bed, beads of sweat were rolling down his face and his inky blob for hair was clinging to his forehead in odd angles. His breath was labored and heart rate bouncing unlike any other time that he could remember. Loki put his hands on the side of his head because of the surge of pain from sitting up too quickly and not having enough time to readjust to it yet. Loki was sitting there for a little bit before everything dropped and went back to normal, he took in a deep breath of air to prove he could breath normally again. He gently lay back down on his bed.

What was that dream? Why did it all seem familiar, like it had happened before…? He wished he could answer that question himself… his goal, other than to get out of this hospital, was to regain what he had lost, to find out who he really is. His thoughts were interrupted when Jane came back into the room, to him it looked like she had a bit of a frown on her face. "Ok, so, I went around town to ask if anyone around the local area had seen you before to claim you and figure out your name," She looked away from the boy lying on the hospital bed. "No one… knew who you were… I'm sorry."

Loki looked down at the floor, a bit sad that no one around here knew him. A reassuring hug was given which had shocked Loki to no end, in the process he had even tilted his head in confusion. He doesn't even know who she is besides her name and vice versa just minus the name in this case, but it was still a nice to feel a bit of warmth after all the coldness he had been troubled with… and with that he smiled.