Atlantis had been a wonderful city. A place where scholar had studied the mystery of the arcane and the point of life. Few knew about it as they had cast a giant ward around their island and only magical users could walk past it. The destruction of their city had been the result of bad luck and modified ward.

While no one knew the true story of what happened, Loki guessed it must have been the act of a jealous or greedy sorcerer.

Anyway, the point is, they had a plan in place should they need to evacuate earth. A spell to make their island fly as he did for his house. The spell in itself was not difficult but it required a lot of power to maintain it. He remembered how difficult it had been just for his house and did not want to experiment a whole city.

Though, with the direction event were taking, he may need to think about it. The meeting Xavier had with the USA president did not end well. They had asked for the ward destruction has it was an "unknown" and they wanted Loki to surrender itself to face justice.

He laughed at the idea. Surrendering to those fool was not in his agenda and if it came to it, he could still put more… active wards around the area. He already caught a few spies and soldiers, the next step would be more permanent.

The meeting he had with those magical communities went better. Accompanying Xavier, he talked with them and the direction it took pleased him. The American community had asked for an embassy, as did the Russian, they considered them important enough to keep contact. They also asked for the possibility to send orphans to the school.

When asked why, the answer had not been pleasing. Their communities had no laws or rules to take care of the orphans and most of the time said orphans ended up in non-magical orphanage. The Russian ambassador admitted that they had done nothing about it mostly because of pureblood and corruption.

The talk ended with the promise of an embassy for the magical communities and the acceptation of the magical orphans.

When everything calmed down, he made sure Xavier did not need his help anymore and went his way. He had made a lot of wave recently and he knew people on Äsgard must have seen this. His mother must have detected him with the power he displayed while dealing with the destroyer knockoffs.

Now, he just waited for her to appear before him. Her or Odin, maybe Thor if the idiot had looked at earth recently. He could swear he had detected him recently but with everything happening recently, he forgot.

Now though, he had to look at what happened while he was taking care of loose end. Apparently, many high-powered heroes were living near the school and the same could be said about villains. He did not want to deal with them as most were so righteous it made him miss Thor open-minded way. The sarcasm was heavy.

Sylvi had taken to teach the parentless children at the school. Her increasing "demand" in their private time told him all he needed to know. While she thought he had the same "breeding rules" as the giants, his mixed blood had erased the problem. When Odin had found him, he gave him his blood to keep his skin change permanent. It had made a mix that changed the rules for him.

If they kept at it, he had no doubt she would be pregnant by the end of the year. The idea pleased him. The feeling of fathering a young one had been woke up with Harold, Wanda and Pietro Speaking of the three, he had to prepare the ritual soon. He had wanted to do it before but time did not permit it. Blood adoption was difficult and time consuming. He had to take a lot of precaution to avoid any permanent damage or danger.

On another unrelated matter, the people he met in Africa kept sending him books. They somehow sent him rare books and he kept to his part of the deal. Seeing that some of those books where magical, he guessed one of them must have been gifted.

The magical communities had been a deception though. They were so backward and stagnant… They were a lot like Äsgard, sure of their power and unable to take a step forward. He could not understand how stupid they were concerning the orphans.

Anyway, things were interesting, he was never bored and events were amusing. He just hoped Tanos would not come here. The mad titan was a pain in the as with his 50%. It was his excuse anyway. Almost everyone in the right circle knew it was his way of courting death.

He knew Tanos was searching for the overpowered rocks. He could feel two of them on Midgard. One had been with the sorcerer supreme, the other he could guess its position. It may have something to do with the organization that tried to contact him since they learnt of his existence.

His past stalker has stopped pestering him and now, a young witch was trying to contact him. He could feel her call on the astral plan. She was quite insisting on meeting him but since she did not show her face he ignored her.

Time taught him one thing he would never forget: never follow a stranger. His brother had done so much time for their "quest" that he has made it his mission to never do it.

The joker intrigued him though. The man was always talking about a "joke". Maybe talking to him would make him understand, the man was not a real danger anyway. Ivy was also interesting, her power was as useful as it was dangerous.

He also wanted to meet Miss Harkness. He had heard of her and her supposed knowledge in the mystique art. She was supposed to work for a group of heroes also working in the USA. He was not sure how to contact her but he was sure Scott would help him with a promise of peace if he did.

The young man was too uptight for him and he made it his mission to make him smile. Now that he thought about it, he has been the same until he settled here. He was a bit disturbing how only a few years changed him so much. Had he stayed on Äsgard it would have taken century to change so much.

It had been a good idea in the end. He just wished it would last. Knowing the fates and his luck, Thor would appear soon and drag him to Äsgard. Maybe his mother, who knew.

XoX Frigga PoV XoX

She could finally sense him. It had been a while but she could finally feel where he was. Until now, it was brief surges, recently it had gotten stronger, now, she could feel it.

Her lost son was on Midgard, she could bet no one ever imagined him staying on this realm. Her work was mostly done and she missed him immensely. The few years he had been gone had been horrible for her, a part of her had been missing. Now, she would get back this piece.