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When Loki woke up, he noticed a few things without opening his eyes up. He was on a soft bed, and he wasn't in pain. It was a nice change from the hard floor, and the almost constant pain from either being tortured or his injuries that he had sustained.

Now? He seemed to be almost all fine.

Loki opened his eyes up to see a sandy roof above him. He blinked as he looked at it. He lifted his head up to see that he was in an empty room. There were some chairs along the wall opposite him, there were some kind of equipment in the room too that he didn't recognize.

A metal door slid open and a woman walked in, her dark coloured hair was tied up in a bun and she was wearing some light coloured robes.

The choice of clothing puzzled Loki. No one on Midgard wore those clothes, so he obviously wasn't there. The room wasn't Asgardian, and that Loki was thankful of. And it didn't resemble all of the other Realms he knew.

So was this a different Realm?

The woman turned to look at Loki with a smile when she saw he was awake. He raised as eyebrow at her when she came over to him.

"Hello." She greeted before picking up some kind of flat pad that was on a table next to Loki.

"Hello…" Loki replied, watching her with a cautious gaze.

"Do you remember what happened?" she asked, after reading something on that pad.

Loki blinked as he thought. He remembered his failed attempt at taking over Earth. Thor taking him back to Asguard, bound and gagged like some kind of animal. He remembered being locked away in a cell while Odin and Thor discussed what to do with him. And then he remembered a small object appearing in his cell, the sphere that he had found before, and then the Other appeared from a light and took Loki away.

"The Chitauri… I escaped… then I fell to wherever here is." Loki managed to say as he tried to sort his thoughts with a frown, "What is this realm?"

The woman blinked at his strange wording but didn't say anything about that.

"You're in the Halls of Healing in the Jedi Temple." She said with a light smile, "I'm Healer Aeshi Kellarov." The woman introduced, "Your name is Loki, right? Any last name?"

Loki regarded her. How did she know what his name was? Oh, that was right… he had told that man who had fought the Chitauri that had come with him.

"Laufeyson." Loki said after a moment of debate. Debate on whether he should tell her his last name or not.

"Well, Mr. Laufeyson, you have healed up rather well from when you were first brought to me a month ago-"

Healer Kellarov was cut off from speaking as Loki looked at her with wide eyes, "A month? I was asleep for a month?!" He asked as he slowly sat up.

No wonder he felt fine.

"Yes, you were rather hurt. Do you care to explain how you were that injured? I don't believe that falling from the light should've hurt you as much. You mentioned escaping from those creatures… did they do that to you?"

Loki watched her as she talked, a small frown on his face. He didn't answer the questions that she there at him, his mind taking the new information in.

"And how did you heal so fast? You should've been out for much, much longer." The woman continued.

No… I should've been 'out' as you say, for only a few days, maybe a week seeing how injured I was. Loki thought as the healer continued on. Ok… maybe longer than a week… perhaps two…

"Aeshi, you know he can't answer if you're asking him questions at 10 miles a minute." Came a separate, amused voice from the door way.

Kellarov turned to face a glare at the new appearance. Loki didn't know his name, but he could remember that he was there when he woke up the first time. He fought that Chitauri… Loki vaguely wondered if he killed it.

The healer looked at the new guy and Loki and then shrugged, "Don't tax him. He may seem fine but after all that damage he took-" the woman cut herself off with a shake of the head and walked over to a separate doorway, "I'll just be in here."

After the woman left the man walked closer to Loki. He held out a hand which Loki looked at before taking it hesitantly. That was a Midgardian greeting, was it not? Was this just some elaborate trick to try and trick the trickster?

"The name's Anakin Skywalker." The man said as he shook Loki's hand.

"Loki Laufeyson." He replied, with a small frown.

Anakin sat down on the end of Loki's bed, making the god sit up a bit further. He looked down at his casual Asgardian clothes. They were rather dirty, torn and had splotches of his blood on them.

"You're looking a lot better." Anakin said, seeing how Loki was looking at himself.

"So it would seem." Loki replied.

"If I had half the injuries that you had, I'd probably still be in that force induced sleep for another few weeks." Anakin said, shuddering at the thought.

"Force induced sleep?" Loki asked, raising an eyebrow at what Anakin had said. What did that mean?

Anakin shrugged, "Something the healers are very fond of doing. Making us sleep while we heal." He said with dislike evident in his voice.

So that was why he slept for so long?

"That is quite… informing." Loki replied still thinking.

Anakin shifted in his spot, so he was looking at Loki better, "Yeah." He said, though his voice was saying that he was just saying that for the sake of it, "So, you and that thing just dropped out of that light. How'd you get in there?"

Loki regarded Anakin with a blank look. He didn't know what light this Anakin was talking about, and he was still foggy on the where they were. And he still wasn't sure if this was some Midgardian trick.

"I was escaping from my captivity on the Chitauri mothership." Loki answered, "I found this orb that transported me here, along with the Chitauri that had just caught me."

Anakin nodded his head, frowning slightly, "So they had you captive… and were torturing you? Why were they doing that?" Anakin asked, his voice slowly turning to a growl.

"Because I failed." Loki said, bitterness floating over his words.

He wasn't even sure why he was telling this mortal this. For some reason, Loki felt he could just trust this Mortal. Which was strange enough in itself. Loki didn't trust anyone, let alone a mortal. So why was he telling him this?

"Failed?" Anakin inquired with a frown.

But before the God of Mischief could explain the specifics of his failure, which Loki didn't think he would've anyway (That would be him drawing the line there.), the door that Anakin had entered through opened up and three beings walked in.

One was small, green and old looking, but despite its frail looking appearance, he gave off the feeling of power.

The second also had that feeling of power, though not as much as the green one (and now that he thought about it, Anakin was also giving that powerful feeling off too.) but he was still pretty powerful. He looked like a normal mortal, with light ginger hair and beard.

But when he saw the third person, Loki's eyes narrowed in suspicion and anger. He knew it. He knew it! It was some Earth trick!

"Director Fury." Loki snarled, looking at the man as they walked closer.

The other people in the room looked confused at Loki's calling of the man, even the man himself. The man in the middle stood forward.

"Greetings." He started, "I am Jedi Master Obi-Wan Kenobi, and these are my friends Masters Yoda and Windu."

Loki looked at Obi-Wan with a critical gaze before returning to Fury, or Windu as this man and called him.

"I knew this was a trick. Midgard trying to get one up on me! Trying to get information from me!" Loki seethed, ignoring the confusion from everyone in the room, "So where are your precious Avengers, then? Watching from afar? Laughing on how beaten their enemy looked? On how far the god had fallen?"

"We don't know what you're talking about." Obi-Wan tried to say.

"Standing beside you is the leader of SHEILD, and you dare try to say you don't know what I'm talking about?" Loki said, jumping out of his bed and standing full height, trying to look intimidating.

"I'm not who you think I am." Fury spoke up, though it didn't escape Loki's notice that his hand was slowly inching towards a silver device on his hip.

"Oh, aren't you? So you just happen to look exactly like Director Fury?" Loki asked, narrowing his eyes, "You can't fool me. You should know that, Fury, shaving and taking off an eye patch is not enough to trick me."

"Master Windu with an eye patch?" Came Anakin's confused (yet was that a slight bit of amusement?) voice from behind Loki, "Nah, can't see it."

"Skywalker." Came Fury's warning tone, making Anakin shrug.

Loki stared threateningly at the dark skinned man, almost daring him to try something. The man just stared back.

"Enough, this is." The small green person (Hadn't that Kenobi fellow called him Yoda?) said, looking from Loki to Fury.

"Know this Fury person, we do not." Yoda said, making Loki scoff, "Appear in our Temple, you did. Know not of who you or the others you mention are."

Loki gritted his teeth, but sat down again, feeling his energy drain away. He must've been going on Adrenaline. So he wasn't to full strength yet, and that thought frustrated Loki no ends.

"We have no fight with you, we just want answers." Fury said, making Loki glare at him.

"Mace, perhaps it would be best if you stayed outside. Your presence is not helping here." Kenobi said, his voice lowered slightly.

Fury (Loki refused to call him Windu. He was NOT going to be fooled by these Mortals.) gave an annoyed sigh but nodded his head, turning around to leave. He sent a suspicious look over his shoulder, not only to Loki but one to Anakin also.

Hmm. Interesting.

Loki didn't let his guard down even after Fury had left. He eyed the three in the room with suspicion still.

"Where are you from, Loki?" Kenobi asked.

Good question. It was rather simple, yet a hard question at the same time? He was from Asgard, that was true having been raised there for his many years. But was he also from Jotunhiem? The place he was born?

"The answer to that question depends on what you mean by 'from'." Loki responded, his voice taking one of ease, though the suspicion was still in his eyes.

"Well, where is your home?"

Loki shut his eyes and pursed his lips. Home. There was no doubt in his mind that Asgard was once his home, but was the glorious city still his home? After all he had done? Plus, what was that Midgardian saying? Home is where the heart is?

"Ah, I don't have one."

Obi-Wan frowned as he sat down on one of the other chairs that was in the room, "Is there anyone we can contact to let them know you're here?"

Loki snorted at that, "I am not a child, do not speak to me as such." The God said, staring at Kenobi, "Besides, if you are with SHEILD, then you are aware of who I am so what is the point of this interrogation? Do not try to convince me that you don't understand what I am saying, you lost that chance when the Director came in."

Though something niggled in the back of Loki's mind. Why would they send in Fury if they knew that Loki was going to recognize him? That made no sense at all.

"What's Sheild?" Anakin asked, making Loki look at him, "And why does Master Windu direct it?" Then Anakin's lips twitched upwards, "And wears an eye-patch…"

Kenobi looked at Loki with… was that concern? Why in the realms would some SHEILD agent look at him with concern?

This was really frustrating Loki. He had no control over this conversation, so he did the only thing that he could at this moment. Change the topic.

"What did you do with the Chitauri that came with me?" Loki inquired, "It is dead, is it not?"

Loki didn't miss the look that passed between Kenobi and Anakin, before they looked at him again.

"Yes, it's dead." Kenobi said, "We moved it somewhere to examine it. You killed it with your sceptre."

He did? "Good." He said, his voice dripping venom.

He noticed Kenobi shift slightly and Anakin sent him a look of, 'I'll tell you later.'

Loki narrowed his eyes at them. They seemed to be really convincing and if Fury hadn't walked in, he would've believed that this wasn't Earth. Though the niggling part in his brain still couldn't work out why they'd show Fury this early.

"What planet is this? What realm?" Loki asked, interrupting the looks Anakin and Kenobi were giving each other, "The healer mentioned something about a Jedi Temple?"

Kenobi returned his attention to Loki, "Yes. You are in the Jedi Temple on the planet of Coruscant in the inner rim of the galaxy."

"Not Midgard then?"

"Midgard?"

"Earth, as the natives call it."

"Never heard of it."

Loki made a non-committal noise in his throat and then looked away. His eyes went to a small window that was covered by shades. There was one way to see if these mortals were telling the truth.

He stood up off the bed again, this time on the other side of it, and started walking over to it. He stumbled a few times, cursing himself for being so weak (though he had been asleep for a month and before that he wasn't doing much walking, so it was no surprise he was having trouble. Not to mention he felt absolutely drained.) and was aware of three sets of eyes on him (though he had to wonder why the green fellow hadn't said anything other than to get him to stop talking to Fury) and it annoyed him slightly.

When he reached the window, which it wasn't really that far, Loki pushed the blind to one side and looked out the window. As soon as he saw it, he knew he wasn't on Earth, or Asgard even. The flying vehicles and strange city were a good sign of that.

He turned back to look at Kenobi, Anakin and Yoda, his eyes were slightly wider than before.

"So… you believe us now?" Anakin asked, his voice was mixed with confusion and amusement.

"I will admit, this was not what I was expecting."