Chapter 10
Trevor grabbed a big, old book from his bag and dropped it on the table. He opened it and slid it over to Felicia so that she could see the picture on the page.
"Does Loki look like this?" Trevor asked sarcastically, pointing at the picture. She couldn't believe it. On the page was an animated man that looked exactly like Loki, the same black hair slicked back, the same weird clothes, and his facial features were the exactly the same! Felicia would recognize those sharp cheekbones and emerald green eyes anywhere.
"Are you kidding me?" she asked Trevor. "Seriously, how did you know that was Loki? Do you know him?" She laughed. Trevor looked at her, surprised.
"Wait, do you actually recognize this guy?" Trevor asked.
"Ha ha, very funny." she replied, looking over at Trevor. She was expecting to find him trying to hide a smile like he always used to do when he fooled her when they were kids. But Trevor wasn't smiling; he just sat there, staring into her eyes.
"Felicia, this is a picture of Loki, he's the god of mischief from Nordic mythology. That was the religion of the Vikings several hundred years ago. You've actually met this guy?" Trevor choked, staring at her.
An unpleasant feeling spread through Felicia's body. Trevor wasn't fooling around, because if he were he would have been choking to death of laughter by now. A tense silence fell between them. Felicia's brain was working as fast as it could to come up with a logical solution. It had to be some creep who actually thought he was Loki himself, right? Trevor broke the silence.
"Felicia, you have to help me find this guy! He could be a huge source of information to my research!" Trevor said excitedly. Wait... Did Trevor seriously think that this guy could be the actual Loki, the god of mischief?
"Trevor, you don't seriously think that this is guy could be the real Loki, do you?" Felicia asked him, confused. He was a scientist for crying out loud! He was suppose to question everything!
"When I was working in Iceland with Nordic mythology I met this doctor called... Ehm... Well, I can't seem to remember his name, but he was talking about this "worm holes" in space that can take you from one galaxy to another. And in the Nordic mythology the gods use this rainbow-bridge-thing called the Bifrost to visit the other nine realms. What if it had the same power as a worm hole? The power to take you from one universe to another!" Trevor exclaimed. His eyes practically glowed with excitement and Felicia could see that he wasn't joking. Trevor actually believed that that could be the truth! "Think about it! They could have visited the Vikings hundreds of year ago that lead to the Norse religion!" Trevor shouted.
Felicia stood up abruptly. "I have to go now." She just couldn't deal with this right now, not right here. She turned on her heel and fled.
Flashes. Flashes again. Loki appears, he's smiling. Felicia can feel him stoking her hair.
"You have no idea how far I would go... I would do anything to get what I want..." he says as his hand travels down to her neck. His green eyes are bleeding and the red blood runs down his cheek as if he's crying.
Suddenly the blood freezes, Loki's hand grips Felicia's throat and he pushes her up against a wall. It feels like her head has been smashed into a thousand pieces. Loki's grip around her throat just keeps getting tighter and tighter, leaving her with no air. The blood on Loki's cheek has turned black, along with his eyes.
"You will be mine and mine alone, whether you come willingly or not, do you understand?" He whispers in her ear. "Now give us a kiss!"
Felicia almost jumped out of her bed. She sat up with a jolt, freezing cold and drenched in sweat. Her pulse was as high as it could possibly get and she did everything she could to catch her breath.
"It was just a bad dream, that's all," she assured herself, but in her mind a seed of doubt had already begun to grow.