p class="MsoNormal"em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""No, Loki."/span/em/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Loki knew right away when his brother caught his spear, that he wouldn't step on the bridge again. Because it was either this, or continuing to live in a world that loathed him, and that he hated in return. He'd have to walk by the families of the people he'd wronged, walk to Odin's throne in shame with his head down, - unfit to look his mother in the eye, - where his father would still likely sentence him to death. At least this way, he'd do it on his own accord. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"If not, he'd be imprisoned, forced to live a meaningless life in humiliation, having to listen to the /spanemspan style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Arial',sans-serif; background: white; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; font-style: normal;"Æsir/span/emspan style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Arial',sans-serif; background: white;"s/spanspan style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"' accusations and insults, unable to say a word back till the day of his death. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"So he knew what he'd choose. It was a spontaneous decision, but something he'd vaguely thought about before, yet never contemplated on it long enough. There was always something to stop him, or well, - someone. His brother, Mother, Father… But no, not anymore. He didn't get to call them by those names, as they were nothing to him now. Never truly had been, really. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Loki didn't fear death, never had much, but he didn't exactly wish for it, either. He just didn't see any reasons to live on anymore. Now he knew who he was. He'd proved it, even./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"But it still em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"hurt. /emOh, how it hurt. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"It all built up and built up, until he couldn't hold it back anymore. Everything he'd been told, everything em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"he'd /emsaid, or choked back and hadn't let through. Even the little demeaning laughs and quips he'd received and brushed off at the time, all came back to him now./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"And it all hurt. It just hurt, em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"hurt/em, uncontrollably pained him and he just wanted it toem style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;" stop./em/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"So he tried to fix his expression, likely failed and still looking at the man who he so despised now (but he could never truly hate him, having spent so many years trying to get his love and approval, and that only aggravated him more), and finally let go./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"And fell and fell and kept on falling for what felt like forever, until he suddenly wasn't anymore./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"…/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""I don't understand why you felt the need to stretch the story this much."/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Loki narrowed his eyes and attempted a scowl, but he supposed he didn't look as threatening in bandages. The agent's unimpressed eyebrow raise said as much./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"He gave in. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"grumbled under his breath. "Are all mortals this em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"rude? /emI haven't met a single soul on this realm that hasn't been impolite."/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"The agent sitting in front of him fixed him a seemingly impassive stare. The one leaning against a wall disregarded his superior's guarded approach./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""I'm surprised you don't expect them to be, given you held the first person you met in a chokehold and knocked him unconscious." The red-headed agent to Loki's right shot the man a brief look. As did Loki. But a longer one./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""I was panicked", he said, mouth turning in what looked like distaste./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""You also attacked a large group of people who just happened to be in your line of sight at the time. By the way, gotta say, some pretty freaky voodoo you got there."/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"The god was getting annoyed./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""I was em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"panicked/em", he said, gritting his teeth./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""Then tell us. Why were you panicked?"/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Loki worried his lip between his teeth./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""I fell."/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"The red haired woman spoke up, - "How-", but the blue eyed man opened his mouth at the same time./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""What, scraped a knee and decided it was a good time to lash out at anyone who so much as walked by too close?"/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"The trickster resisted a snarl./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""I don't think this is what you would consider a scraped knee, em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"agent/em.", he pointed at himself. The bandage on his chest was leaking. He smelled blood./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"The man's expression looked grim./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"The woman sighed./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""Clint, shut up. You, start talking. How did you fall?", she repeated./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Loki could easily lie and they would most likely easily believe him, but he thought for a moment. On Asgard he was mortified and shamed for being a liar (how ironic, really, when it wasn't him who turned out to be the biggest liar in the end), he was scorned upon, treated like filth for it. Servants didn't even try to feign any respect for him, but belittled him in the face and behind his back. He was tired of it. He thought, maybe this time it'd be different. Maybe he'd be different./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""Come on, Odinson, what's your secret?"/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Loki flinched at the name and was about to open his mouth, when suddenly-/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""Wait. Odinson? He's em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"the/em Loki? Thor's brother? Is-"/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Then the blue eyed agent stopped talking, narrowed his eyes and asked with a suspicious expression:/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""…Is it true you fucked a horse?"/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Well. Never mind then./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"…/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"The three agents finally left, but not after the elder left Loki a card, telling him to contact him if he decided to "have a chat". /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"He probably wouldn't./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Loki sagged against the bed, exhausted. He let out a breath but then winced, his ribs protesting in pain. Loki was decent at healing magic, but he couldn't treat his injuries if they didn't already heal automatically. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Irritated, he tried to focus on something else. He picked up the card the elder agent left him, turning it over with two fingers. It was black, a rectangle shape with rounded edges and a reflective surface. Loki let his eyes skid over the text in bold white shrift embedded on the card. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"S.H.I.E.L.D. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"AGENT PHIL COULSON/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Loki quickly read the numbers on the back of the card, not knowing what their purpose was. He'd figure it out soon enough. Now, with a wave of his hand and a wisp of green, he stored the plastic piece away in his cache. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"He was so tired. The fall didn't kill him, just dropped him on Midgard. em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"Midgard. /emThe realm of Thor's oh so dearly beloved Lady Jane Foster. He probably should ought to praise woman, a mortal able to stand the biggest oaf in the universe, Thor Odinson without not self-annihilating on place. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Oh, but he hated this realm. He'd constantly be reminded of what he did, when that was exactly what he'd been trying to escape hanging off from the/span emspan style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Arial',sans-serif; background: white; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; font-style: normal;"Bifröst/span/emspan style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;". Funny, wasn't it, that he couldn't even die successfully. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"So Loki laughed. He laughed and laughed until tears were streaming down his face and his maniacal cackles were replaced with ugly sobs./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"…/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Natasha was lost. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"She didn't show it, but she had no fucking idea what happened in the last 11 hours. A report came in of a man falling and crashing in Tokyo and after she, Clint and the team arrived, he suddenly shot up looking horrified, attacked random civilians with what was seemingly em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"magic/em and couldn't be detained before he fell unconscious due to injuries from, well, em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"falling from the sky/em. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"And now he was refusing to give answers./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"She knew he was Loki of Asgard, Thor's brother, the one who wreaked havoc in Mexico. And that he fell. From Asgard. Just. Fell and splatted on the asphalt in the middle of the city./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"He had told them a long, looong tale of how mistreated he was at home, demeaned for his inclination to lies, trickery and "feminine qualities", but not much else. Yes, the people back on Asgard seemed like assholes and maybe she'd like to punch a few, but so was Loki, just for different reasons. He hadn't told them anything of importance and the information they'd gotten off of Jane Foster wasn't enough either. She refused to give away the details and they couldn't exactly force her physically. She was an innocent civilian. The worst crime she'd committed was stealing a book from her university 8 years ago. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Loki was currently in a holding cell and the team was waiting for Fury to arrive. A Norse God was kind of a big deal./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"She sighed and put her head her hands./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Ah, hell./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""No, I don't think it's true."/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Natasha turned her chair around to face Clint looking at his laptop with furrowed brows, lips pressed against each other./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""What is?"/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Clint looked up at her, determination in his eyes./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""That he fucked a horse." Natasha lifted her eyebrows./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""No, listen. I don't know what Gods on Asgard get up to when they're in the mood," they both scrunched up their noses in disgust, - "but even then, he doesn't seem like the type."/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""The "type"."/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""I know it sounds weird, but you've seen him! You know what I mean."/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Natasha rolled her eyes./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""Fine, yeah, I get it, can we stop talking about this now?"/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""But then again, who would come up with a myth like that…?"/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Natasha groaned, turned back around and rested her head on the desk./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"…/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"The Trickster was bored. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"He'd passed out after his manic episode but he'd been awake for 30 minutes now and it was so em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"boring/em./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"He jabbed his broken arm with a broken finger and couldn't withhold a wince. But it was better than a few hours ago. It was good enough, he supposed. He'd focused on healing his legs so his upper half would have to wait for a while. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"He swung his legs over the bed, got up and wobbled a little. Then he straightened and walked towards the metal door determinedly. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Loki looked at the door with suspicion, but then he shrugged for no one to see and raised his hands with a bit of restraint. There was a flare of green and the door flew off its' hinges but the crash against the wall was silent. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"He smirked and stepped out the cell. It seemed the Midgardians underestimated him. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Except that he was met with a barrel of a gun to the temple./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Maybe not./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"strong style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"A/N: /span/strongstrong style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; color: black; background: white;"So umm... Inconvenient timing much? I had a surgery the day after I published my first chapter of my first fanfic ever. But I promise I'll update as soon as I can. Also please note that I'm new here. I have no idea how /spanem style="font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: start; widows: 2; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; text-decoration-thickness: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-color: initial; word-spacing: 0px;"span style="font-family: 'Calibri',sans-serif; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"anything /span/emspan style="font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: start; widows: 2; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; text-decoration-thickness: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-color: initial; float: none; word-spacing: 0px;"works. And someone told me to check if something was wrong with the formatting? Thank you for the review, by the way, I appreciate it but how?/span I'm trying right now with this update though. And yes, I know there's a lot of plot holes and it probably doesn't make much sense, but this is my first and well, I'm having fun. I'll try to clear some of the confusion up in the second chapter, but please tell me if you think I could do something better! :) I try to accept constructive criticism. /strong/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Loki knew right away when his brother caught his spear, that he wouldn't step on the bridge again. Because it was either this, or continuing to live in a world that loathed him, and that he hated in return. He'd have to walk by the families of the people he'd wronged, walk to Odin's throne in shame with his head down, - unfit to look his mother in the eye, - where his father would still likely sentence him to death. At least this way, he'd do it on his own accord. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"If not, he'd be imprisoned, forced to live a meaningless life in humiliation, having to listen to the /spanemspan style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Arial',sans-serif; background: white; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; font-style: normal;"Æsir/span/emspan style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Arial',sans-serif; background: white;"s/spanspan style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"' accusations and insults, unable to say a word back till the day of his death. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"So he knew what he'd choose. It was a spontaneous decision, but something he'd vaguely thought about before, yet never contemplated on it long enough. There was always something to stop him, or well, - someone. His brother, Mother, Father… But no, not anymore. He didn't get to call them by those names, as they were nothing to him now. Never truly had been, really. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Loki didn't fear death, never had much, but he didn't exactly wish for it, either. He just didn't see any reasons to live on anymore. Now he knew who he was. He'd proved it, even./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"But it still em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"hurt. /emOh, how it hurt. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"It all built up and built up, until he couldn't hold it back anymore. Everything he'd been told, everything em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"he'd /emsaid, or choked back and hadn't let through. Even the little demeaning laughs and quips he'd received and brushed off at the time, all came back to him now./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"And it all hurt. It just hurt, em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"hurt/em, uncontrollably pained him and he just wanted it toem style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;" stop./em/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"So he tried to fix his expression, likely failed and still looking at the man who he so despised now (but he could never truly hate him, having spent so many years trying to get his love and approval, and that only aggravated him more), and finally let go./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"And fell and fell and kept on falling for what felt like forever, until he suddenly wasn't anymore./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"…/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""I don't understand why you felt the need to stretch the story this much."/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Loki narrowed his eyes and attempted a scowl, but he supposed he didn't look as threatening in bandages. The agent's unimpressed eyebrow raise said as much./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"He gave in. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"grumbled under his breath. "Are all mortals this em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"rude? /emI haven't met a single soul on this realm that hasn't been impolite."/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"The agent sitting in front of him fixed him a seemingly impassive stare. The one leaning against a wall disregarded his superior's guarded approach./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""I'm surprised you don't expect them to be, given you held the first person you met in a chokehold and knocked him unconscious." The red-headed agent to Loki's right shot the man a brief look. As did Loki. But a longer one./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""I was panicked", he said, mouth turning in what looked like distaste./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""You also attacked a large group of people who just happened to be in your line of sight at the time. By the way, gotta say, some pretty freaky voodoo you got there."/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"The god was getting annoyed./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""I was em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"panicked/em", he said, gritting his teeth./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""Then tell us. Why were you panicked?"/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Loki worried his lip between his teeth./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""I fell."/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"The red haired woman spoke up, - "How-", but the blue eyed man opened his mouth at the same time./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""What, scraped a knee and decided it was a good time to lash out at anyone who so much as walked by too close?"/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"The trickster resisted a snarl./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""I don't think this is what you would consider a scraped knee, em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"agent/em.", he pointed at himself. The bandage on his chest was leaking. He smelled blood./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"The man's expression looked grim./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"The woman sighed./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""Clint, shut up. You, start talking. How did you fall?", she repeated./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Loki could easily lie and they would most likely easily believe him, but he thought for a moment. On Asgard he was mortified and shamed for being a liar (how ironic, really, when it wasn't him who turned out to be the biggest liar in the end), he was scorned upon, treated like filth for it. Servants didn't even try to feign any respect for him, but belittled him in the face and behind his back. He was tired of it. He thought, maybe this time it'd be different. Maybe he'd be different./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""Come on, Odinson, what's your secret?"/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Loki flinched at the name and was about to open his mouth, when suddenly-/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""Wait. Odinson? He's em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"the/em Loki? Thor's brother? Is-"/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Then the blue eyed agent stopped talking, narrowed his eyes and asked with a suspicious expression:/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""…Is it true you fucked a horse?"/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Well. Never mind then./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"…/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"The three agents finally left, but not after the elder left Loki a card, telling him to contact him if he decided to "have a chat". /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"He probably wouldn't./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Loki sagged against the bed, exhausted. He let out a breath but then winced, his ribs protesting in pain. Loki was decent at healing magic, but he couldn't treat his injuries if they didn't already heal automatically. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Irritated, he tried to focus on something else. He picked up the card the elder agent left him, turning it over with two fingers. It was black, a rectangle shape with rounded edges and a reflective surface. Loki let his eyes skid over the text in bold white shrift embedded on the card. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"S.H.I.E.L.D. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"AGENT PHIL COULSON/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Loki quickly read the numbers on the back of the card, not knowing what their purpose was. He'd figure it out soon enough. Now, with a wave of his hand and a wisp of green, he stored the plastic piece away in his cache. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"He was so tired. The fall didn't kill him, just dropped him on Midgard. em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"Midgard. /emThe realm of Thor's oh so dearly beloved Lady Jane Foster. He probably should ought to praise woman, a mortal able to stand the biggest oaf in the universe, Thor Odinson without not self-annihilating on place. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Oh, but he hated this realm. He'd constantly be reminded of what he did, when that was exactly what he'd been trying to escape hanging off from the/span emspan style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%; font-family: 'Arial',sans-serif; background: white; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold; font-style: normal;"Bifröst/span/emspan style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;". Funny, wasn't it, that he couldn't even die successfully. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"So Loki laughed. He laughed and laughed until tears were streaming down his face and his maniacal cackles were replaced with ugly sobs./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"…/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Natasha was lost. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"She didn't show it, but she had no fucking idea what happened in the last 11 hours. A report came in of a man falling and crashing in Tokyo and after she, Clint and the team arrived, he suddenly shot up looking horrified, attacked random civilians with what was seemingly em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"magic/em and couldn't be detained before he fell unconscious due to injuries from, well, em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"falling from the sky/em. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"And now he was refusing to give answers./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"She knew he was Loki of Asgard, Thor's brother, the one who wreaked havoc in Mexico. And that he fell. From Asgard. Just. Fell and splatted on the asphalt in the middle of the city./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"He had told them a long, looong tale of how mistreated he was at home, demeaned for his inclination to lies, trickery and "feminine qualities", but not much else. Yes, the people back on Asgard seemed like assholes and maybe she'd like to punch a few, but so was Loki, just for different reasons. He hadn't told them anything of importance and the information they'd gotten off of Jane Foster wasn't enough either. She refused to give away the details and they couldn't exactly force her physically. She was an innocent civilian. The worst crime she'd committed was stealing a book from her university 8 years ago. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Loki was currently in a holding cell and the team was waiting for Fury to arrive. A Norse God was kind of a big deal./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"She sighed and put her head her hands./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Ah, hell./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""No, I don't think it's true."/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Natasha turned her chair around to face Clint looking at his laptop with furrowed brows, lips pressed against each other./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""What is?"/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Clint looked up at her, determination in his eyes./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""That he fucked a horse." Natasha lifted her eyebrows./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""No, listen. I don't know what Gods on Asgard get up to when they're in the mood," they both scrunched up their noses in disgust, - "but even then, he doesn't seem like the type."/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""The "type"."/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""I know it sounds weird, but you've seen him! You know what I mean."/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Natasha rolled her eyes./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""Fine, yeah, I get it, can we stop talking about this now?"/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;""But then again, who would come up with a myth like that…?"/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Natasha groaned, turned back around and rested her head on the desk./span/p
p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"…/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"The Trickster was bored. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"He'd passed out after his manic episode but he'd been awake for 30 minutes now and it was so em style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"boring/em./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"He jabbed his broken arm with a broken finger and couldn't withhold a wince. But it was better than a few hours ago. It was good enough, he supposed. He'd focused on healing his legs so his upper half would have to wait for a while. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"He swung his legs over the bed, got up and wobbled a little. Then he straightened and walked towards the metal door determinedly. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Loki looked at the door with suspicion, but then he shrugged for no one to see and raised his hands with a bit of restraint. There was a flare of green and the door flew off its' hinges but the crash against the wall was silent. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"He smirked and stepped out the cell. It seemed the Midgardians underestimated him. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Except that he was met with a barrel of a gun to the temple./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"Maybe not./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;" /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"strong style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%;"A/N: /span/strongstrong style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"span style="font-size: 13.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; color: black; background: white;"So umm... Inconvenient timing much? I had a surgery the day after I published my first chapter of my first fanfic ever. But I promise I'll update as soon as I can. Also please note that I'm new here. I have no idea how /spanem style="font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: start; widows: 2; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; text-decoration-thickness: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-color: initial; word-spacing: 0px;"span style="font-family: 'Calibri',sans-serif; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;"anything /span/emspan style="font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: start; widows: 2; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; text-decoration-thickness: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-color: initial; float: none; word-spacing: 0px;"works. And someone told me to check if something was wrong with the formatting? Thank you for the review, by the way, I appreciate it but how?/span I'm trying right now with this update though. And yes, I know there's a lot of plot holes and it probably doesn't make much sense, but this is my first and well, I'm having fun. I'll try to clear some of the confusion up in the second chapter, but please tell me if you think I could do something better! :) I try to accept constructive criticism. /strong/p