The desert was dry and hot, nevertheless he was alone there. He needed air, a space where he could be without a human soul. When Loki felt the sand under his shoes and found that nobody was around, he let his feelings go. The rage and grief, which had broadened in his mind were now visible. The tears were running down his face and the scream, he let out of his lungs was so profoundly that one could hear the sorrow out of it. The cry echoed through the desert and eventually faded. He sunk on the floor exhausted and unsatisfied.
How could this have happened? How on earth had Thor managed to meet Jane? Had his father sent him to New Mexico on purpose or was this all a horrible, strange coincidence? He had to ask him that. But how? He was fast asleep, not reacting to anything. However his mother had told him that he could hear everything. Maybe the Demigod could create a connection between their minds, so they could talk. He had to try. The black-haired man rose from the sand and looked up to the sky.
"Heimdall, if you please..." the inanimate words had barely escaped his lips when an enormous, colorful light beam captured the son of God before he disappeared and only left a circle of markings on the ground.
"What was that about yesterday evening?
Darcy slowly looked up at her best friend, who was leaning towards her, whispering the question, so the two men in the kitchen, preparing coffee and breakfast wouldn't hear them. "What do you mean?" She asked listless, while holding her head in her hands.
"Yesterday." Jane repeated. "When you came to Isabela's Diner and made a scene."
"I did what?" Darcy asked confused.
"You came to me and Thor in the middle of our date, being all rude."
"Really? I can't remember, I had a glass or a bottle of wine too much the other evening." She massaged her temples with a pained face. It was Erik's turn to chuckle at the sight of her having a hungover this time. Darcy stopped all of a sudden drawing circles on her temples and frowned. She glanced over at Jane curiously. "Wait. You had a date?" The woman asked a little bit too loud, because Thor grinned at the question.
Jane ignored it. "We are not getting any further if one of my colleagues is drinking too much every other day." She said, sighing annoyed.
Thor laughed. "Why not? I do it all the time, it releases the spirit."
"Depends on what spirit." Darcy groaned, while laying her head on the table.
"So you are not having a problem with me hanging out with Thor?" Jane was whispering again.
"No. On the contrary, I think he is good for you, even though he is a wacko, but he helps you to get out more often and be less compulsive and more human."
The astrophysicist looked at her friend resentful. "Excuse me. I am not compulsive."
"Uhm..." Darcy put a finger on her chin, her eyes went towards the ceiling, pretending that she was thinking, "yes you are." She nodded affirmatively.
Jane groaned. She felt kind of offended hearing that all the time of her best friend. Was she really a wet blanket? Well, she was working a lot. She had been throwing herself at work to be honest, since it was the only thing that had distracted her from John. Maybe Darcy was right, maybe she should let more things happen, like the day with Thor. She actually really enjoyed it with him. Before going to the diner - where Thor had given Isabela a new mug to replace the one he had broken - they visited the zoo. Jane was really surprised there was a zoo in this area, she had not expected this. Thor had made fun of almost every animal he saw, telling her stories about horses with eight legs. He was kind of crazy, maybe, but he was a pleasant companion. She had been telling him stories about her life all day long and he seemed to be really listening. Always laughing when she was telling something funny and always reacting serious about something not so funny. He also told her everything about this planet called Asgard and about the Frost Giants, he had been fighting just before he got banned by his own father, Odin. It all sounded very fanciful and strange, but she liked listening to him. She didn't know why, but she trusted him, even though her mind told her that he should see a doctor or something. Furthermore he told her stories about his brother Loki and how they were inseparable - except for now, since he was here and Loki was ruling in Asgard. It was weird to hear him talk about him, like he was real. She had read about the stories and about the so called God of Mischief and Odin the Allfather, but Thor couldn't believe his own ramblings, now could he?
"You would really like him." Thor stated credible. "He is the clever one of us and less impulsive as me. In fact he is kind of like you." He grinned at her and walked straight towards the lions. Jane followed him with her eyes, shaking her head. How could one be as confident as him, even if probably everyone must think that he has a psychotic illness, the woman thought, looking at the lions, who lay in the sun, not bothered by the people taking pictures of them. Those animals did remind her of Thor, so majestic in the way of moving and the hair or mane especially. Maybe it wasn't ravings the man was telling her, maybe it was real and maybe she would make the world's most beautiful and interesting investigation they had not seen yet. So, after the time she had spent with working hard to forget her pain, maybe she should go with the flow - as Darcy always said - and start living again with the help from this - what was he again according to the stories? Oh yes - God of Thunder.
Perhaps he should not concentrate on the beautiful, mortal woman anymore, Loki thought, while flying through the universe, seeing stars and rays of light racing past him. Perhaps it was better to set his mind on his duties. He was king now and he had to do something about the Frostgiants. It would be an excellent distraction for him, so that he could forget Jane as fast as possible.
"I am sorry." Heimdall's deep voice echoed through the gate of the Bifrost, when Loki appeared in the portal. He looked at the Demigod with an anxious frown. "Sometimes I wish I could not see." He said.
"Well you do." The God of Mischief replied coldly. "I have to go to Jotunheim, please bring me there."
"What is your purpose in Jotunheim?" The dark-skinned guardian asked.
"I have to undo what my brother has started." Loki explained.
The gatekeeper looked at him doubtful, nevertheless he put the sword in the Bifrost. "You should know," the words - careful, yet forceful - slipped his mouth before he turned the sword, "that Jane still -"
"Nothing I need to know." Loki interrupted the man. "You shall not talk about her anymore." He hissed, when walking to the gate. "Now open it!" He demanded.
Heimdall looked like he wanted to say something else, but changed his mind. He turned the sword and strokes of lightning appeared in the area as Loki disappeared once more.
"Erik, please listen." Jane was getting upset. Why was her friend so stubborn? "If the Bifrost or the Rainbow bridge as the mythology calls it, is the 'hook' that can grab the so-called branches and pull a realm towards another realm, then we may have discovered our bridge that leads us to other dimensions!" Her voice revealed her excitement about the idea she had the other day.
"That sounds insane! Can't you hear yourself?"
Thor was sitting at the table, sipping his coffee calmly, as if Erik wasn't badmouthing his theories and stories. Meanwhile Darcy was playing Candycrush on her phone.
"Maybe it sounds crazy, but I really do think that we could find something new and exciting here! We just have to investigate my theory and maybe even more so, we could discover something else."
"There are no Gods in this world Jane. There are people like you and me, dying of old age, not having magical powers in them.
"In this world there are none, that is right." Thor interfered.
Selvig turned at the man and made a placating movement with his hands. "Please, Thor, just stay out of this."
Jane ignored the two men and started pacing up and down again agitatedly . "You stay with what you know then. I'll be open for new opportunities, I don't want to do research on what we know. I want to investigate something amazing, something incredible."
"DAMN IT!" Darcy yelled, attracting the attention of the others. "Sorry." She quickly said. "I almost cracked my record."
Erik turned back to the astrophycist. "I am a scientist Jane, not a dreamier adventurer or a treasure hunter." He continued the discussion as if nothing had happened.
"Well and I want to be a discoverer. I want my name printed in books, where it says something like: 'Jane Foster, first woman that discovered the Bridge to other dimensions. The woman who made Einstein and Rosen proud, because she made the theories come true and alive. They do now not only exist on paper.'
A few thousand years ago the world was known to be flat! It was described as a plate or a disc. If there hadn't been someone who had set sail to the unknown and dangerous waters, it may as well still be flat in our eyes! I am going to discover the unknown and that's that!"
Darkness shrouded the icy and cold planet, where the giants were enthroned. Nevertheless the son of Odin didn't care about the coldness nor the darkness, it somehow reflected the depths of his soul. He knew he had to do something about Laufey. The man he hated most. How could he leave an innocent child to die outside in the cold? He could not understand. Moreover he was found by a man, who only used him to create peace one day by becoming allies with the oblivious giants. Disgusting. Yes, Odin would receive the peace he desired, but the more important thing was that he would get the pride of a father he deserved. If he could not have the girl, than at least he could have that.
He came closer to the ruined temple, where Laufey ruled. His steps became bigger as he approached. He made a gesticulation to make sure Heimdall's gaze was shrouded when he looked at him. The Demigod entered the hall of the temple. Shafts of light shined through the damaged ceiling, apart from that the space had a vapid and sad taste.
Suddenly guards surrounded him from all sides, with weapons pointing at him. Loki saw Laufey approaching with firm and slow steps. The king of Jotunheim looked at him with hatred in his eyes and towered over him threateningly. "Tell me why I shouldn't kill you."
Loki shuddered when hearing his voice, nevertheless he stayed calm. "I've come alone and unharmed." He replied.
"To what end?" Laufey asked confused.
"To make you another proposition."
Laufey's puzzled look made way for an expression that showed realization. "So you are the one who let us into Asgard."
"Once, yes. You're welcome." Loki smirked confidently.
"My men are dead and have no Casket. You are a deceiver." The giant lashed out and grabbed the God of Mischief around the throat. Normally this caused Asgardians to freeze painfully, but Loki stayed calm and stood his ground.
"You have no idea what I am." The Demigod said, while he felt the blueness spread on his face and torso. He watched the icy giant stare in shock amused. "Hello father." He hissed.
Bewildered the king released him and Loki's humanly color came back immediately. He sized up his long lost son with an intrigued expression. "Ah, the bastard son. I thought Odin had killed you. That's what I would have done. He's as weak as you are."
"No longer weak. I now rule Asgard, until Odin awakens. Perhaps you should not have so carelessly abandoned me."
"Or perhaps it was the wisest choice I've ever made. I will hear you." He said emotionless.
"I will conceal you and a handful of your soldiers, lead you into his chambers, and let you slay him where he lies. I'll keep the throne, and you will have the Casket."
The king eyed his son thoroughly. "Why would you do this?"
"When all is done, we will have a permanent peace between our two worlds. Then I, the bastard son, will have accomplished what Odin and Thor never could."
"This is a great day for Jotunheim. Asgard is finally ours." Laufey cheered.
Loki shook his head fearless. "No. Asgard is mine. The rest of the Nine Realms will be yours, if you do as you're told." The confidence of the man wasn't real, it was only played, nevertheless it helped, since Laufey seemed to consider the proposition.
"I accept." He replied.
"You will hear from me." Loki said and dismissed himself, leaving the temple with a slight smile on his face.
When he emerged out of the Bifrost again, Heimdall now looked angry at him. "You shrouded my gaze again." He said reproachfully.
"You have great power, Heimdall. Tell me, did Odin ever fear you?" The Demigod cocked his head.
"No."
"And why is that?"
"Because he is my King, and I am sworn to obey him"
"Exactly. Just as you're sworn to obey me now. Yes?"
There was silence for a moment. It was sharp as a knife, when the Gatekeeper narrowed his eyes. "Yes." Was the only thing he said.
"Good. Then you will open the Bifrost to no one until I have undone what my brother has started." He uttered forceful, while leaving the observatory, heading for the Castle of Asgard.
A/n.: Damn Loki! There's a lot of rage going on in that head of yours.
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