Hello,
I forgot I had this crazy CRAZY crossover to keep writing, I begin posting the ready chapters, but once I finish them I'll try my best to complete it… if someone cares, that's it ^^

I apologise, in this part there's very little about Muse , sowwy, but pleeease, trust me, from next part on Matt, Dom&Co will have a big, big role to play.
As you wait for their appearance, I hope this part will amuse you anyway…

Chapter I A: (Un)Natural selection

Asgard

"Are you sure of what you're doing, Loki?" Frigga asked him.
She was taking him to a specific area of the castle, where something very precious and important was kept.

"I always am." he asserted. "However, thank you for offering to come here with me... or is it because even you don't trust me, mother... I mean, Queen?" he corrected himself in time.

"First, no more 'Queen' from you, 'mother' is still going more than fine." Frigga smiled affectionately at the young God, stroking his hair.
It was a gesture that she always did to calm him down.

Loki found himself smiling because of that confirmation. It was so important for him.

"Second, I totally trust in you. So, if you asked Odin to give yourself this opportunity, I know you will use it properly." she said. "What I want to know, though, is what induces you to do this."

Motivations... Loki hadn't had the slightest intention to provide a motivation. Motivation was not even the right word, what he needed was justification and he needed it quickly.

Fortunately, to think fast for the God of Chaos was never a problem.

"I... I want to get back at Thor, for what he did to me." he explained, putting as much hardness in his voice as he could.

"You want to get back at him... by setting a great surprise birthday feast for him?" the Queen looked at him skeptically.

"Sure." the God of Mischief reasserted, quietly. "This will increase his sense of guilt. I mean, he came to Midgard to look for me, he fought with me, he allied with that realm to bring me back here and let me face my sentence. So I'm going to say goodbye to him by giving him the feast of feasts. This will make him regret bitterly what he did to me and he'll spend eternity hating himself for it. That's what I want!" he sneered.

- My child, you may be the God of Lies, but I do not believe a single word of what you've just said. I know there are much more noble intents to induce you to do so. - The wise and cunning Queen mused.
She pretended to going along with him with a nod.

The time for chats was over, because they had reached their destination. Seeing Frigga, the guards bowed, and then stepped aside, allowing the Queen and her suspicious son entry.

Frigga took the briefcase. She knew very well what was inside it and handed it to Loki.

"So be it, fulfill your 'revenge', but act very carefully!" she stated, sending him a clear message with her gaze.

"Do not be afraid, there won't be any mishaps." the brunet assured. "By the way, I believe that you and Odin will have to offer me additional help. When Thor notices my absence... "

"Escaped?! What do you mean Loki has escaped?" Thor asked, in the presence of his parents.

"I've underestimated your brother, I should have never agreed to discuss it privately with him, not when he was still with all his powers. It took him only a second to start his attack, although minimal, and run away, disappearing before my guards could reach him." Odin revealed.

"You must not blame yourself, father, you had done the right thing. Truth is that Loki has no scruple at all. But fear not, I will find him, as I have already found him other times." Thor swore, ready to go.

"No, Thor!" Odin stopped him, putting a hand on his shoulder. "Do not do it. You still do not understand, do you? Loki has mostly run away from you and you are the last person he would want to see." he explained.

"Being captured by you is something that your brother's ego could not handle, it was a humiliation too big for him to bear it. " Frigga said. "I guess he'd prefer to escape and be captured and brought here again, but by the guards."

Hearing that news, Thor's sapphire eyes widened in dismay.

- Oh no, Loki will never forgive me for the fact that I brought him back here, it's all my fault, because of my selfishness. I wanted to keep him locked within our own walls, but close to me, rather than setting him free, but far away from me. - the prince blamed himself.

"As a matter of fact, all of my most valiant and capable guards are already probing every Kingdom, your intervention is almost useless, not to mention that it would be counterproductive." the King brought him back to the present.

"I don't care, I have to try anyway. I have to find Loki, I need to speak with him, I have to..." the God of Thunder announced. He had already called to himself his trusty Mjolnir and was already rotating it, ready to fly.

"Stubborn! Do as you please, but for sure you will not find Loki in Midgard. Your brother would never be so stupid to go back to the place where he has been defeated." the King informed him.

"I had already thought about that. I won't search around Midgard." the blond replied.

"And if you really want to go, at least be sure that you'll return in seven days, it's your birthday." Frigga reminded him.

Thor looked at her grimly, but she was his mother, he had to treat her with all the proper respect.

"Mother, I honestly cannot find any reason to celebrate..." he muttered.

"You will do as I say!" Frigga summoned him, with such an authority and a glacial look that both the King and the prince were stunned.

"So be it! I'll be back in time, but now I have an important mission that awaits me!" Thor gave his word, before flying out of the castle, away from the realm.

"Everything went according to plans." the Queen smiled at her husband.

"Oh yes, my beloved. Now we just have to hope that Loki will really keep his word."

Midgard

Thanks to the Tesseract, Loki hadn't any trouble reaching Midgard the morning after.
He landed in an isolated place. First of all, in order to find the people whom he had come for, he needed to regain possession of an important object that was his. He knew very well where it was guarded.

With an agile leap, Loki left the Stark Tower just after the alarm, clutching in his hands his craved trophy.

Hearing that alarm, Tony Stark ran there as fast as he could, but the intruder had already vanished, managing to evade all its surveillance devices. Something that was practically impossible for any human being.

Tony began to think that he didn't have to deal with human entities just when he realised what was missing in the room: the showcase that held the scepter was empty. That scepter used by Loki during his attempt to conquer Earth. At the same time, it was the same scepter used by Natasha to close the infamous portal.

The most surprising thing was that inside the showcase there was also a note written hastily, though with elegant calligraphy.

"'I swear that I will bring it back.'" Tony read aloud "'And for once, trust me, I do not project to rule over any Kingdom. I hold you with the same affection of a boot stomping on an ant.
Loki'"

"Sir, do you want me to get in touch with the other Avengers?" the electronic voice of Jarvis said.

His master, genius, billionaire, playboy and philanthropist, shook his head.

"Nope, let's trust Reindeer Games and if he lied to me and I have to intervene, I'm not going to deny myself the pleasure of dealing with him on my own. You know, Jarvis, you can't forgive so easily someone who throws you out of your own home!" the man muttered.

Once he completed his task in New York without any further hitches, Loki had landed in London, adopting his usual Midgardian clothes of distinct elegance.

He had done much research, he knew that what he was looking for was there and he also knew how to get it. Or rather them. It was in the nearby of the recording studio, only a few more blocks and...

"Tom?" exclaimed a girl, walking towards him with a disturbing grin.

"I beg your pardon? What did you say, young lady?" the God addressed her politely, but a little dazed.

"You're Tom Hiddleston or his identical twin!" the girl stated, calling her friends around her.

"Oh my God, you're right, it's him. Hello, Tom!" the second girl said, waving her hand in front of his eyes, excited, while the third friend confined herself to contemplating him in respectful silence.

"I do not know who you are looking for, but I would happen to be rather busy at the moment." Loki tried to wriggle free.

"We know who you are, don't you dare deceive us, you also have the clothes you wore in Stuttgart!" the second girl countered.

"Were you in Stuttgart?" the beautiful God's eyes lit up. He always loved recalling the most glorious moments.

The girl stared at him, puzzled.

"No I wasn't there, I wasn't any of the minor characters, of course, but I saw it, just like everyone did!"

"Do you mean that that event was in the local newscast? Did the media spread out the news of my glorious conquer, maybe providing some images of it?" the brunet became full of himself.

The three friends were staring at him, feeling more and more concerned and preferring not to answer.

"Come on, Tom, I understand that you are here for the shoots, probably, but don't you even have the time for a signature?" the first girl ventured, handing to him a pen and her open diary.

Confused, Loki realised what she wanted and decided to please her, by putting the desired autograph on it.

"Oh my God! Look, he has signed it with 'Loki'!" she exulted, showing the page to the others.

"Well, it seems obvious to me, I am Loki, of Asgard, burdened with glorious purposes!" he pointed out, proudly.

"Oh, sure, you're Loki!" the second girl decided to play his game. "Will you sign also my diary, pretty please?" she asked.

"And my notebook, too!" even the third friend decided to speak.

Needless to say, Loki loved all that notoriety.

"Come on, Loki; give us a sneak preview of 'Thor 2'. What is going to happen? Will you play an important role in this movie, too?" the girl who had been the most taciturn until then flooded him with questions.

"What is 'Thor 2'?" he asked them, surprised.

"Yeah, okay, you're right. My mistake. Sorry, I don't remember the exact title of the film, but did you understand it, right? I mean the sequel to 'Thor', the movie where you found out that you've been adopted, you become the King of your Kingdom, you punish Thor and he's banned from the Asgard... okay, not in this order, but... you got me!" the first girl explained.

Loki listened to her with growing interest.

- I do not understand... the Midgardians have made a movie about what really happened in our Kingdom, and here? So maybe... -

"And, let me guess, there was also that movie where I wanted to conquer Midgard, right?"

"The Avengers! Of course there is! Oh, my God! You have no idea how I loved that movie, I went to see it five times!" his interlocutor replied, puffed up with pride.

"I saw it in 3D, then I bought both DVD and blue-ray!" the second girl informed him. Well, to Loki it was almost as if she were speaking the language of Bilchsteims.

"I have only seen the movie twice, but I bought the DVD!" the third friend timidly informed him.

"And now they are also preparing for 'Thor 2', you say... right? So Thor, that presumptuous, good for nothing, ignorant, pathetic excuse of a God, has even two movies named in his honor! I find it deeply unfair; the first two movies were focused on me! They should have been named 'Loki' and 'Loki vs. Avengers'!" He muttered indignantly.

"I couldn't agree more!" his admirers cheered up in unison.

"So why don't you give us some spoilers?" the first fan tried again.

Loki tilted his head, staring at her in confusion.

"Uh! No, I'm not going to harm you in any way, do not be afraid." the Asgardian felt compelled to reassure them, making a mental note to find out what kind of fearsome weapon a spoiler could be.

"But now I have to go, ladies, I have an important mission that cannot wait any longer!" Loki waved his goodbye to them and left.

"Wow, Tom is such a phenomenal actor! He can get into his characters so damn well that he can make them seem so real!" the three friends commented together, ecstatic, as they watched him walk away.

Finally, Loki arrived to the destined place, aka the recording studio. A strange calm seemed to reign over there, beyond the occasional fans who were already standing at the gates.

"Maybe it's still early." he thought aloud, avoiding the more crowded side and opting for the other entrance.

Hearing the sound of thundering footsteps, Tom Kirk got up from his desk.

It couldn't be Matthew, Dominic or Chris. They wouldn't have showed up before mid-morning. And he was aware of the impeccable job the security guard was doing, monitoring both the entrances.

That's why he was surprised when he found himself face to face with Loki.

"Hey! How did you get here?" the media manager questioned him.

"Let's say I have a strong influence on people, especially those that hinder me." the God sneered.

"Well, given that you aren't allowed to enter, if you want to meet Muse it's still too early, and there's still no-"

"I do not want to meet them. I want them to play at the feast that I'm planning!" Loki asserted. "And I suppose that I should ask these things of you. Are you their manager?" he wondered.

"Well, not really, we are a compact team and..." Tom tried to explain, even if he was already strutting around with pride.

"Well, is it you who takes this kind of decisions?" the other asked him, coldly.

"Yes, of course I do, I can do it. But it doesn't work like this, you know, it's much more complicated. Firstly you have to-"

"I do not like complicated things." Loki interrupted him, with such calmness in his tone that it had something disquieting about it. "And I understand where you're going. What's this? Is it about money? Those funny colored, little sheets of paper with strange faces on them? I know how to create them, as much as you want!"

Tom frowned and glared at the stranger.

"What does that mean? Are you perhaps a money-maker? Look, if you don't leave now, I'll call the police and..." he paused, watching him better. "But... wait, I know you. You are Tom Hiddleston!" he said with conviction.

Loki rolled his eyes in exasperation.

- Again that name! -

"You're wrong, you all are wrong! Why do you all keep calling me with that silly name? I am Loki, of Asgard! I came to Midgard for-"

Tom burst out into a hearty laugh, interrupting him.

"Dammit, dude! That character has driven you crazy, you should better see a good specialist! And anyway, if you want two tickets for the next concert in London, you don't have to set this entire charade up!" he informed him. "However, I don't understand why you hate your name so much. Tom is not horrible, it's a very good name, indeed!"

"What's your name?" the God interrogated him.

"Well... Tom!" the media manager chuckled.

Loki glared icily at him.

"Anyway, I would be grateful if you addressed me only with 'Loki'. And no, I do not want tickets for a concert, I do not want to see your band play here, I want them to play for me, I'm setting a party up." he repeated. "In six days, exactly."

"What? You just can't, I'm sorry, but that night Muse already has an important charity event." Tom tried to make the other desist, returning to his desk.

Loki realised that it was time to resort to the heavy way.

Tom winced when he saw him approach, holding that strange scepter.

"What... d-do you want to do to me?" he stammered agitated, trying uselessly to dial any number with his phone.

"You have heart..." Loki stated, putting down gently at the center of the human's chest the tip of his scepter that lit up in blue, emitting weird sounds. "And even an agenda." he smirked, looking at the desk.

For a moment Tom's eyes turned the same color of the light emitted by the scepter, then everything seemed to go back to normal, though perhaps something had changed...

(End A)

Notes:

Well, expect a huge mess (and.. fun? ) from next part on.
I hope you like it so far , pleeeeease, let me know in any case ^^