A few days later, Laurence knocked on my door.

"Come in."

"Hello."

I waved with my hand. "Hey, what's up?" I was reading, and I didn't want to didn't want to make eye contact. Too awkward.

"I was wondering if, maybe, you could introduce me to everyone here."

This time, I looked up. "Why?"

"If I'm going to be here, I want to figure out what I did to these people, and how I can help."

"So you want to right your wrongs, so to speak?"

Laurence nodded. Or at least try to.

I sighed. "I don't think this will go well."

"Please, I just want to try."

"Alright…OW! GOD FRIDGEN, GRRR!"

Laurence rushed over. "Are you okay? What happened?"

I held my eye. God, why was it hurting so much!

"I'm fine, my eye, though…"

"Let me see." Laurence leaned forward. A little too close for comfort.

I leaned back. "No, no, no, it's okay. See? It stopped. I'm fine. Let's go."

I stood up so fast that I fell down again, due to light headedness. "Or, you know, we could just sit here for a second…"

Laurence held out his hand helped me up. "I just want to help, Child. Let me."

I didn't reply. I walked past him and opened the door.

"Coming?"

Everyone froze at the sight of Laurence entering the living area. Laurence shifted his feet a little, and I scratched my head.

"Hey, guys. Um, Laurence wanted to meet you all…so, yeah. Do you mind if I introduce him?"

Silence. Then, "Why?"

That, of course, coming from Tony.

"He just wants to meet you, that's it."

"Why, so he can find out our weaknesses and kill us from the inside out?"

Hawkeye.

Natasha stood up. "I've got to go. Fury just paged me."

"And I have to go work on…something." Tony.

"I'll help you." Banner.

"I need to go." Steve.

Hawkeye said nothing, he just walked out.

Thor stood and shook Laurence's hand. "I am Thor, of Asgard."

Laurence was taken aback by Thor's voice. "Laurence," he managed.

Thor let go of his hand. "It is nice to see you." With that, he walked away.

"Well, at least someone tried."

"Child," Laurence asked. "What I did, to everyone…was it all so bad?"

I made a face. "Well, it wasn't really what you did to them. It was more like the whole world, and things like that. But yeah, it was bad."

Laurence's eyebrows raised in surprise.

"Long story."

Laurence sighed heavily, walked back to his living quarter, and shut his door.

"Laurence." I ran over and knocked. "Laurence, open up. You okay in there?" I knocked again. No reply. "Laurence, I'm coming in."

I opened the door.

Laurence was on the floor, looking scared out of his mind. He was staring at his bed. No, what was on his bed. Correction, who was on his bed.

"Ah, welcome. You're just in time for the party."

"….Loki?"

The holographic image stood and smiled.

"Oh, I love it when you say my name."

I didn't have time to be angry. "What? …Wait, what?"

"I see you have a loss for words with your king in your presence."

Oh, wait, I found the time. "What are you doing here? What's going on? How are you there," I pointed at Laurence, "and there," I pointed at Loki, "at the same time?"

"Oh so many questions, so little time."

"Well, find the time. I need answers, and so does this guy." I motioned to an overt Laurence, who still sat in the middle of the floor.

I then got serious. "You promised to leave me alone. Was that all a lie?"

Loki hesitated. A wave of emotion glided across his face, but I couldn't figure out what it was.

"I did not mean to come back into your life. At least, not so quickly."

"Then what happened?"

"I was creating a potion when I pushed in the wrong ingredient. It exploded, and I gained unconsciousness. When I awoke, I was not in control of my own self. Then, this monster came into being." He looked at Laurence.

"Wait, how did I come into being?" Laurence asked.

"Out of shock, I see. You are nothing. You are a simple consciousness in my brain, and my conscious has been pushed to the side."

"So if you're in the back of his head, how can we see you in front of us?"

"That was the monster's doing. Thinking too hard and such."

"So why are you here?"

"Because you are the only one that can help me."

"How?"

"You need to somehow push his being out if my brain, and replace it with mine."

I scoffed. "And why would I do that?"

"Out of the kindness of your heart?"

I gave him a look.

"Yes, I suppose not. You need to do this because if you don't, it will take over my brain, and I will become nothing."

"What's wrong with Laurence having your brain?"

"Ah, so the monster has a name now."

"Seriously."

"If the monster takes over my brain, he will have my thoughts and intellect, plus that of his own."

"Wouldn't his thoughts cancel out yours, though?"

"Either that, or my thoughts will become worse, and if that happens, there is no stopping it. All of my thoughts and feelings, increasing a hundred fold. You have to help me."

"A god needing help from a mortal. Well, that's new."

"You can't just let the monster take over!"

"Oh yeah? And why not?" I scowled. "After all that you've done to me, and you think I'm going to help you? Are you out of your mind?"

"Technically speaking, yes, he is," Laurence offered.

I glared at Laurence and walked out.

What was he thinking? After all the things he did, and he thinks I'm going to help him. Is he thick minded or what?

Apparently, I am.

I sighed. Let me guess, since Laurence was thinking too much, now you can read my thoughts again?

Of course.

I closed my door and jumped on my bed.

Just leave me alone…