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A/N: Hello, lovelies~! It was nice to hear from you on your opinions. ^-^ I'm glad you seemed to agree. I would, however, like to make a note to the readers out there who haven't reviewed... Don't be shy, I want to hear from you too! You all seem so great. 3

With that, let us begin.

I was exhausted by the time I got to my room that night. I'd spent the rest of the day with Tony and Bruce in the lab. I was surprised that I had so much fun, because I'd never really been into science, but it was really entertaining. Tony making jokes the entire time and Bruce and I just laughing along. It was weird- to truly feel like the people around you wanted you around.

I flopped on the bed tiredly, shutting my eyes. I thought back to the robots from yesterday. Trying to wrap my head around who could be doing it, or why they were doing it. But all I drew was a blank, I couldn't find any reasoning that made sense. Sleep on it, my brain told me, there's no reason to worry about it on a tired mind- you'll just come up with crazy reasons. I nodded to myself, beginning to drift off.

"Are you asleep?" a familiar voice whispered.

I jerked, opening my eyes and sitting up. Loki stared back at me, his body looked bruised, and he was panting tiredly. Worry set in, and I got up. I touched one of the bruising areas, seeing him wince.

"Loki... where have you been?" I asked quietly, then quickly went to the kitchen area of my room, wetting a towel.

"Don't worry about it." he replied.

I went back over to him, pressing the towel gently on one of the wounds on his face. "Don't give me that, please. Just tell me what happened."

He sighed deeply,"I did some digging, trying to find out the culprit behind the robot attack yesterday. Long story short, I got into a bit of a fight with him."

"Who was it?" I asked a bit too quickly.

"I don't know." he shrugged.

"What do you mean 'you don't know'?"

"I never was able to see his face." he replied simply with a shrug.

I sighed, "Well, what did you fight about?"

"Nothing..." he said softly.

"Loki, What did you fight about?" I asked, a bit more seriously.

"Nothing." he repeated.

"Loki." I begged.

He sighed in defeat and hesitantly whispered back, "You..."

"Me?"

He nodded. "The guy behind it all... he's after you." I stared at him in confusion, he elaborated slightly, "I don't exactly know why. But he made it clear that you were his target..."

I backed up slightly, sitting down. Me? My mind raced through a million different thoughts. Why me? What could he possibly need someone who didn't even have their powers for? And even more confusing.. how did he know me? Up until a few days ago, I was unheard of. So how..? I groaned, none of it made sense.

I laid back on the bed, staring at the celling. "Don't let this trouble you..." Loki said softly, "I will take care of it before it becomes a bigger issue."

"But, wait..."

"What is it?" he asked.

"Why did he start a fight with you after he told you he was after me...?" I asked.

"He... He didn't." I stared in confusion, "I did. When he started to talk about you... I got angry... and before I knew it, I had hit him."

I smiled slightly, "You were protecting me?"

He glared, "Don't think that this means I like you."

"Definitely not." I grinned.

The hellicarrier rumbled, and I tensed. Assuming it was just an air current. I stared at Loki, and he stared back. No more than ten seconds later, a loud explosion blew throughout the ship. Loki grabbed my wrist, pulling me to the ground.

He was on top of me, crouching over me and breathing heavily. I would have blushed, but I was too busy trembling, fearing. I started to get up, but Loki pushed me back down. "Do not move."

I nodded, laying back down. Then suddenly a piercing, blood-chilling noise loudly echoed off the walls, and the door crashed down. Loki quickly moved off of me, standing up and facing the enemies.

They were horrible to look at, they weren't robots like last time. They looked like humans who had had layers of their skin ripped off. Their skin was an ugly green color, eyes a captivating yellow, and teeth crooked and sharp- almost like how zombies were portrayed in the horror films.

I would have screamed, but Loki put a hand over my mouth, predicting it I assumed. I quieted myself, my knees shaking.

One of them stepped forward, looking straight at Loki who pulled me behind him. It's voice was deep and hoarse, "Move, Loki." it hissed.

"For what reason would I do that?" Loki asked, a smile playing on his lips.

"We're not here to play you're stupid games, give us the girl." it bared it's teeth, looking past Loki at me.

"Over my dead body." he hissed.

"Gladly..." the thing launched itself at Loki, attacking him in quick strokes, that Loki seemed to return even faster.

"Run!" Loki said, looking at me with serious eyes.

"I'm not leaving you-"

"RUN." he commanded sharply

I nodded, darting out of the room. "Don't let her get away!" I heard it shout loudly, and picked up my pace.

Loki's POV

I had to watch for a long moment as she ran out, an urge to chase after her came over me, but I quickly shook it off. I wasn't supposed to feel this way- not about her. Not about anyone. But something about her was different. There was no denying that.

"What's the matter Loki?" the thing breathed.

I was not sure of what they were. All I knew is they were utterly repulsive, and after her. But; they were not on the same side as the man I had faced earlier. Curiosity burned through me like a forest fire, "Why are you after her...?"

"No, no. I want you to answer me first. Why do you care? You are a God, are you not? So why should you care about someone like that."

"I need her skill." That was a lie, I had my own power, my own magic. I didn't need the girl.

It laughed, "A God needs the skill of a mortal? A simple, uninteresting human? I find that hard to believe."

I wanted to hit it, to end it's life slowly and painfully for daring to talk about her that way. But, they were liable and good questions, I just didn't want to admit the answer. Not to him.

"You are right, I do not care."

"So you wont mind me... ripping her vocal cords out so she can't scream for you? You know that's who she will scream for when we take her. She trusts you, you make her feel safe. For what reason? I have no idea. An evil prince who tried to eradicate her entire race..." he smirked, "She's quite pathetic, don't you think?"

I did my best not to clench my fists, reminding myself that he could not see me show any sort of soft spot for the Midgard girl. "I agree, but I cannot allow you to do that."

"And why not?" the thing asked with bitter curiosity.

"Because, she is my pet. I've already claimed her, and that means I can do what I please. I am not good with sharing, either."

"Well then," it stepped closer to me, "We're just going to have to take her from you then."

I moved forward, ready to fight.

It snapped it's fingers, "Too bad, we've already taken her, I was looking so forward to fighting with you."

Two creatures just like it walked in, dragging Sid in with them. She looked tired, and by her skin that was bruising, and pale color; it was obvious she hadn't been dragged here willingly. Anger burned in me, as they threw her down with no gentleness at all.

"Now then..." the leader grabbed Sid's bruised face in his hands, grinning wickedly. "How should I kill you... In what way do you fear most?"

A bit of a cliffhanger huh? Not really, but I tried. ^-^;

Also, Loki's POV? What!? Yeah, I thought it was time to let you all start getting into Loki's mind. Sorry if it was kind of out of character, I did my best.

Until next time, have a good day! 3