Onward to Chapter Three...and Loki makes his...well, you read and find out. Remember to review

Chapter Three - It's all about location

Jane Foster's silver loaner drove down 116th Street from the main access to the college campus. According to the GPS unit in the car, this was the expeditious way to get into the campus.

She found a parking spot in a staff only lot and pulled in the car.

Students crowded around as they meandered instead of going to get their books, food, or pass the time besides hanging around on the lawn; playing games.

It was a short walk into Pupin Hall where she could recognize the trademark observatory dome on the roof that allowed people to be able to see the stars or what shows were playing.

Jane would investigate later, but for now, she wanted to simply take her cardboard box loaded with notes and supplies.

She found the main Science Department office and walked in to greet the student secretary. It got her thinking about how she used to hold the same job when she was at university. It was a good job for someone who was attending classes.

"Good morning," Jane greeted the student. "I am Jane Foster, the substitute Astronomy Teacher."

"Just one second Ms. Foster," the student replied as she headed to the nearest office.

A woman of Italian decent came to welcome her. She had curly black hair and had a little girth around her hipline.

"Jane?" the woman said her name. "I am Lacey. Lacey Girodonno, Assistant Chair."

"Pleasure to meet you," she answered with a partial handshake due to the fact she had the box resting on her arms.

"Come on down the hallway to your office."

Jane walked down to her office that was unlocked with a master set of keys that Lacey carried.

"This will be your office that Mrs. Raphael was using," her guide assisted her. "She was not the neatest of teachers, but she did have some sort of system for sorting papers from lesson plans. You are free to use your own so long as they meet curriculum standards for the school."

Lacey was not kidding. It was going to take half a semester to comb through the mess and figure out what she was going to use and what she could sort away until it was time to be reused.

"Let me run down to my office and get your class schedule and other things you might need," the assistant chair told her.

Jane took a seat in the overused rolling chair, nearly flipping backwards when she leaned back. Maybe she should have taken up SHIELD's offer to stay in the base.

She was going to have to go through so much just to get ready for class on Tuesday. It was going to take all night.

Ms. Giordonno returned with the schedule and other stuff in a Columbia College folder. "Here we are. Boy for a sub, you are going to be busy. Three sections of Astronomy I, one section of Astronomy II, and two sections of Astrophysics. I recommend not issuing out a term paper for all these classes at the same time. You will just shoot yourself by the end of the term."

"Let's hope not," she answered. "When does the original professor get back?"

"She got bit by the "first-time mommy bug," Lacey said with a sarcastic giggle. "She might never be back, but at least you have some job security for now, right?"

"Right," Jane replied.

"Hey, we usually go out for drinks on Fridays," the teacher said. "Do not know if you are into that sort of scene, but we it would give you a chance to come and meet some of the other profs?"

"Sounds like a good time. Sure, I will be there; so long as the kids do not destroy me during my first week."

"Right on. Well, off to the office. Have to conference in a couple minutes."

"Thanks Ms. Giordonno."

"Oh please, Lacey."

"Lacey," Jane shook her hand and the elder teacher left the office.

Sounded like a good time, but if she wanted to enjoy tonight, she needed to get to work and get this office organized.

Broadway

The streets of New York were constantly filled to the maximum with people who pushed and shoved their way through their lives.

But none was as busy as Broadway.

The subway tunnel allowed people to go up and down the stairs to access the underground transit system.

Slowly coming up the steps, Prince Loki in his human attire walked gracefully up to the street. He walked very smoothly with his hand shoved inside the black jacket that covered his entire body.

His black woolen jacket was enough to cover him for the harsh winter breeze that had its firm grip on this Midgardian location. It had been from the cabin where he had been holed up while he recovered.

Loki remembered everything that had happened over the past week.

Cabin of Lucas Kenton - A week ago

The cold was unrelenting and it did not help that he was soaked to his bones from the lake where he crashed.

Loki found the lodgings of the mariner that had "drowned" in the water. His quarters would suffice until he gained his strength back.

Pulling closed the curtains on the cabin windows and thoroughly securing the door, Loki removed his armor from his body. Each piece was freezing to the touch, but he gently set it on the floor.

It would be secured in limbo later.

The wet leathers came off, peeling away from his skin. Once his freezing clothing removed, he searched in the closet for replacements to wear.

This human that he had assumed identity of did not have much. He possessed uniforms, simple shirts, and a few pairs of pants. Although it was not much, it would work to blend in with his surroundings.

Using the bathing facilities, the water in the rainhead device was able to warm the chill in his body into nonexistence. He was beginning to feel better.

Loki slipped on the dark shirt and pants with a pair of boots near the door.

Though he wanted to begin the path of his revenge and power over the mortals, he knew that he needed to rest and gain his strength back.

He would search this realm for Jane Foster once he was recharged.

And sleep was how he would earn his energy back.

With his energy restored, Loki transported himself to the region known as New Mexico. It was where Jane Foster was last known to be located.

Focusing deep with his energies, he realized that her aura was so faint that it was barely non-existent.

She was no longer there.

He walked into a small dining establishment, received stares from the people that observed him (and resisted the urge in gouging out their eyes), and took a seat at the tall table.

"What can I get you darling?" the rotund woman asked him.

"Tea," he answered, hoping that they had something that he could tolerate until he got used to being on Midgard.

The kind woman brought him back a glass with the searing liquid in it. "Can I get you anything else?"

"Actually I believe you can help me," he said. "I was supposed to meet up with a friend of my brothers," he spun his lying web. "I was told that she was living here. Do you know where I can find Jane Foster?"

"Oh darlin, I am afraid you are a bit late," the woman who's tag upon her labeled as Isabelle identified her. "Jane and her student aide, Darcy."

"That's them," Loki replied.

"They were picked up by some secured government team about three days ago and taken to New York City. Do not know when they will be back or even if they will be back."

"You have been very kind," he replied and finished the tea. "Thank you for your help."

"The tea is on the house," she said, though he did not know what it meant. "Good luck finding your friend."

"You are most gracious," he said back and left the establishment.

New York

And now he was in the large metropolis of New York City.

As he walked, he could not help but notice that scores of women and men from all walks of life were staring at him.

One woman he heard said, "Hello," in a long drawn out fashion. Her eyes also did not leave his body as he continued to walk away.

This must be the human's way of idolizing that which was appealing to the eye.

This was an extremely large village that was full of people. How was it that he was supposed to locate Jane Foster in such a vast metropolis?

She could be anywhere.

Loki closed his eyes and all the people seemed to slow down as he focused and meditated deep.

The voices slowly quieted in a mindless whisper and echo, but then her voice came into mind.

"Greetings everyone, I am Jane Foster and I am your visiting professor for this class of Astronomy Level One." he heard the voice in his ear. "How many of you this is one of your first classes in your college career?"

Professor… That word was one that he was familiar with. Professor was someone that taught school or taught a lesson to a pupil.

Jane Foster was teaching, which meant that she had to be a school nearby.

But where would one find a school that matched her talents and be to where he could hear her. She was not that far away.

His concentration was broken when he was bumped in the shoulder, told to "watch out," and then the person walked away from him.

He often forgot how rude and savage the human race was. They only thought of themselves most of the time.

Well, once he had Jane's blood on his hands, he would be sure to teach the humans how to respect a god.

Loki pulled up the lapels of his long coat and kept on walking. He could hear her voice the closer he got. It became more perfect as it sang through his ears.

It was a long journey that transcended several miles across the metropolis. He had approached this area called Columbia and it was a school, but her voice was so close, she could be almost standing next to him.

"Astronomy is not just studying the stars and the planets," he heard her voice, and was finally able to locate the structure which she was in. "It is about the thought patterns of those that came before us. What are the common philosophers and theories of the stars and what are their impacts on today's technology driven drive to explore them."

Loki walked into a door and saw the mass amounts of human students sitting in the amphitheater...with Jane Foster standing there at the front.

At last he had found her.

He slid across the back wall, watching every word as it left her lips in addressing her students.

"Do you have any questions for me?" she asked.

A few hands went up.

"Yes, row three," she called on the student.

"Will we have any major assignments other than assessments?" the student asked.

Jane answered the question, but he leaned against the wall and crossed his arms. She was completely unaware that he was there.

He watched her smile and it made him want to be sick. Even in her distress of not being with his brother, she was still smiling.

A bell sounded and Jane was shouting out to the students. "Do not forget that by the end of the week you need to log-in to your Columbia LiveText system account. Send that introductive statement. It is due by Sunday by midnight."

Whew, she thought. That was not so bad. One class down of freshmen and another five to go. She gathered her items as she knew that her Astronomy II and Astrophysics classes were in classrooms, not lecture halls.

Jane had her messenger bag packed and flung the strap across her body.

She suddenly had this feeling that she was not alone. There was someone else in the room, but when she turned to look, she saw no one.

Jane shrugged it off and headed out the side door.

Loki watched her walk down the hallway and stayed close, but kept enough space between them as they traversed the hallways that were filled with students and other teachers.

He had nearly closed the gap on her, until another rude human bumped into him.

"Sorry sir," the student said when he turned to face him in anger.

A simple accident.

"Hold the elevator," he heard Jane shout and she got on board the elevator.

She was gone from his sight for now.

He would get hold of her later.

Finally, it was the end of her busy day and Jane was leaving campus toward her car. She had her heavy black bag full of the textbooks she was going write lesson plans out of and her personal books for reading.

It was dark out and she was starting to get cold from the winter temperatures. She wished that she was back in New Mexico. It never snowed there.

Fumbling in her jacket, she searched for her keys in her pocket. Her teeth were already chattering and now all she wanted to do was get in her car and get back to her apartment.

The keys finally made their appearance and she searched for her car key.

Suddenly, she dropped them into the snow.

"Oh my god," she grumbled and went searching for them.

Loki stood there in the blowing snow watching as Jane had to drop her bag on the ground and was searching for her keys.

She was distracted. It was so easy to take her life from her while she was distracted.

He looked down to his hand and watched the dagger of ice appeared in the grasp.

With a simple plunge into her beating heart, her life could be dashed and she would not be able to fend him off.

But where was the fun in that, he thought as he approached her. He had only been on Midgard for a week and the one task that plagued his thoughts and life-force was going to be complete. Other than take over Midgard, what else should he do?

Loki stood over as her hands swiped back and forth in a searching pattern.

His arm came high and was about to strike her down.

Jane finally found the silver ring with the small set of keys on it.

"Ah ha," she celebrated and looked to see something, a shadow in the snow.

It looked like someone was about to stab her with something.

She snapped around gasping, but there was no one there.

What was that she had seen? She swore on her parents' graves that she saw a shadow of someone trying to stab her. What a way to start the semester? She was seeing things.

Jane stood up, brushed off the snow from her pants, grabbed her bag, and proceeded to get to her car; a little more vigilant than before.

Loki watched from behind a tall bush as Jane Foster got in her car and drove away from the college.

How could he give in to his impulses so stupidly, he thought. His inner anger wanted Jane's blood, but his devilish nature wanted to enjoy and torture her a little while and then extinguish her life; just when she felt that there was nothing left to live for.

So he would study her a bit longer; learn her patterns and life as a teacher.

It would provide him with the insight as to when would be the perfect place and time to strike.

Whew! So many perspective changes, but I think that is what makes it so good. Both parties see things differently. Keep on reading and I will update soon.