This fanfiction take place shortly after the events of the first Thor movie. This was made as a result of a challenge from u/King_of_the_Kobolds on Reddit. This was originally supposed to be a one-shot, but I had an idea that required something longer, so here it is. I hope you enjoy it!

"You need not hide yourself," said Dagoth Ur to his invisible intruder. "As impressed by your illusions as I am, hiding from a god is a foolish endeavor."

Dagoth wore a golden colored mask made from enchanted Dwemer metal. It was shaped like an engraved circle, with three cylinder-shaped pieces of metal protruding from the top. The front of the mask had a face molded onto it, and his eyes glowed red from behind it. On his shoulders lay pauldrons made of similar material, both curving upwards, and around his waist was a black tunic with red accents and a golden sash. The armor, however, was only for show.

For how could you kill a god?

He stood in the midst of his fortress in the heart of Red Mountain. Before him, stood the Akulakhan, the Second Numidium, still under construction, and in its center was the prize that so many sought after. The Heart of Lorkhan, which had granted him and the hypocritical Tribunal their godhood.

The being that emerged from a gush of green light seemed human. He had long black hair, blue eyes and a clean-shaven face. His robes were layered, colored a dark grey with green accents throughout, with golden armor covering it at multiple points. On his head, he wore a golden helmet, with two large, golden horns extending out front, and in his right hand, he held a golden staff.

"So you truly are the god I've heard you to be," said the man. He spoke with a sly and cunning Imperial accent. "Dagoth Ur, correct?"

"That is my name, indeed," said the ruler of the Sixth House. "Though I do not know the name of the one I am speaking to."

"My name is Loki," he began. "Adopted son of Odin, King of Asgard, and God of Mischief."

"You consider yourself a god?" said Dagoth, intrigued. He had never heard of a deity named 'Loki', much less one who could apparently move between planes of existence.

"I am considered one by many," Loki answered. "I am not immortal, but old age will not take me for a few more hundreds of thousands of years, I would reckon. Couple that with my magical abilities, and I would say that I am close enough to be considered one."

So he was mortal, then. Possibly very old and powerful, but still mortal.

"Either way," Dagoth began. "I have never heard of you, nor of Asgard or its king. I take it you come from some far land? Akavir, perhaps? Or some land yet undiscovered by the people of Tamriel?"

"Actually," Loki began to explain. "I am not of this world. Asgard and Mundus are two entirely separate realms, but Asgard presides over eight others. This is simply not one of them."

"Another world?" said Dagoth, quite interested. "Certainly an interesting concept, and you don't appear a madman." Dagoth lifted his head for a moment of thought, then looked back down at the young god standing before him. "So, Loki Asgardian, what brings you here, to the heart of my fortress, in Red Mountain? Seeking an arrangement, perhaps?"

"Before I can say," Loki began. "I must explain the root of my cause. A few years ago, Jotunheim, the land of the Frost Giants, and one of the realms under the rule of the Asgardian Empire, committed an act of war against our people by attempting to steal an artifact from our vault, killing two of our guards in the process."

Dagoth hoped that this Asgardian wasn't here to request aid in a political matter this far from his reign.

"Me and my elder brother, Thor, the God of Thunder, attempted to discover the reasoning behind this attack. My rather foolish and impulsive brother lost his patience. Almost a hundred Frost Giants died that day."

"I certainly hope this has a point," said Dagoth, beginning to lose his patience. "I do not have the patience for political squabbles this far from my own land."

"Be patient, Dagoth Ur," Loki answered. "My reasoning needs a moment of explanation to be understood."

"Go on, then," replied Dagoth regaining his temper.

"As a result, our father, Odin, banished Thor to a realm called Midgard," Loki continued. "Shortly after, I discovered that I was a Frost Giant by birth, and that Odin adopted me for a political advantage."

"How unfortunate," Dagoth responded with a mix of sympathy and a tint of apathy.

"After I confronted him, he fell into the Odinsleep, a period of time in which he rejuvenates his strength, but is vulnerable to attack," Loki kept going. "As Thor was... unavailable, I temporarily took Odin's place as King of Asgard. During this time, I allowed a small group of Frost Giants - with their king - to enter Odin's chambers and attempt to assassinate him. However, I killed them before they could, more or less cementing myself as an Asgardian hero."

"A cunning plot, Asgardian," said Dagoth Ur, more or less impressed. "But I assume things took an unexpected turn afterward?"

"My brother returned from exile," Loki explained. "We fought, and the bridge that connected Asgard to all the other realms was destroyed in our battle." Loki let out a sigh. "I... escaped, and immediately began plotting my revenge against Thor."

"And I take you would like my help in the matter?" said the god of ash, sensing that Loki had finished his story.

"My adopted brother," Loki answered. "Formed a strong attachment to Midgard and its inhabitants. The humans there are constantly at war and destroy their world day by day as Asgard looks on, claiming to be protecting it. They are, from everything but itself."

"So you wish to conquer Midgard?" Dagoth extrapolated. The armies of the Sixth House were growing vast, but to conquer an entire world? Even he had doubts about a formal conquest. Now, one similar to his ongoing conquest of Morrowind? He could do that, but he was guessing Loki had little interest in such a campaign. But he also had other things to consider

"I have two options at the moment," Loki said. "You, and another named Thanos the Mad Titan. One is more sane than the other, and I think you can guess which."

A being comparable to himself? Dagoth would have to research this. Now, many from an outside perspective consider Dagoth Ur insane, a demon. It was unfortunate that so many were blinded by either the Tribunal or the Daedra to see his point of view, but alas, changing their minds would take more time. So, what made him different in Loki's eyes?

"Tell me," Dagoth began to question. "What about this Titan makes others consider him mad?"

"He wishes to end poverty by wiping out half of all life," Loki responded.

"That," responded Dagoth, taken aback. "Is both insane and illogical. I can see why you chose me."

Loki chuckled in agreement. "So, then, what are your thoughts on an alliance, Dagoth Ur?"

"Your predicament is interesting," replied Dagoth. "But I'm afraid that, due to my current circumstances, I would be unable to help unless I received something in return. But first, tell me about Midgard. Only then will I be able to discuss an arrangement."

"Midgard is a world whose inhabitants know nothing of magic," Loki began. That was definitely an advantage. "The downside to this is that the humans have advanced their technology beyond most what was ever achieved here, even by your Dwarves in many cases," Loki finished.,

And that was a drawback. Technology superior to the Dwemer without the assistance of any form of magic could easily be used to defeat them. Then again, magic could very possibly overcome it. After, this was House Dagoth they were talking about, here.

"Though, I do believe," continued Loki as Dagoth Ur listened attentively. "That, with a good plan and your forces, they could be overwhelmed and forced to submit to my rule."

"An interesting offer," Dagoth began. "But what would this arrangement offer to myself and my House? I am currently occupied in a take-over of Morrowind as we speak, and I have recently come across further obstacles. I will not assist unless this gains me some form of advantage."

"If you help me," Loki answered Loki. "You will have access to all of Midgards technology and resources - within reason, of course. They have weapons capable of destroying entire cities from afar, weapons that shoot farther, faster, harder, and longer than anything you have here. Fabrics stronger than iron, and light as leather. Entire cities made up of buildings that touch the clouds, methods of transportation that take you from one continent to another in a day. Imagine the possibilities!"

That would have sold it immediately if Dagoth didn't have one issue.

"Which could all be used against me and my armies," he added. "How precisely do you expect me to deal with that?"

Loki smiled. He already had a plan. "Think for a moment," he began, walking up to the lord of Red Mountain. "If Morrowind did not possess the magic it has to combat Corprus, do you not think this would have ended sooner?"

Dagoth smiled beneath his golden mask. "You make a convincing argument, God of Mischief," he replied.

"We shouldn't infect everyone," Loki said, walking behind Dagoth as he turned to face the Asgardian. "After all, Midgard will remain under my control. But if we get just enough to launch a proper invasion..."

Dagoth nodded his head as Loki turned to face him once again. "And, might I add," Dagoth said. "Many would likely flock to our cause, some out of fear, others, respect."

"Yes, indeed," Loki responded.

"Such a thing may take a few years to get into motion," Dagoth said. "But we could achieve victory."

"And perhaps," Loki added. "Our alliance could last beyond this invasion."

"Perhaps," said Dagoth. He thought for another moment. "Leave me," he said. "You have the hospitality of my fortress as I discuss with my brethren your offer."

Loki bowed his head. "Thank you," he simply said as Dagoth Gilvoth escorted him out of the Heart chamber. "May our alliance be long and fruitful," he added before exiting.

May it be so, Asgardian, Dagoth thought to himself after the door had been shut. He summoned the seven Ash Vampires, and made ready for their council.

Well, there's my first chapter for you. Be sure to follow, and have a nice day!