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Darkness. Loki was engulfed in one of those peaceful sleeps that you get when a doctor injects you with a sedative. Everything was quiet until, without warning, he was poked very rudely in the side.

"Leave me alone, Thor," Loki mumbled, feeling the heaviness of sleep fading.

He was poked once again, harder this time.

"Thor, seriously."

Poke.

Loki pulled himself into a sitting position and whirled around to face his attacker. "Thor, I mean it. I—and…you're…not…Thor."

Loki doesn't generally get embarrassed, but he felt himself flush ever so slightly. The figure standing beside him had an air of intimidation and power. He was short. Very short. Like, not even half Loki's size. He also looked old. Loki was very young in age, so the fact that he was more than twice this guy's size was intriguing to him. The species was unfamiliar to him as well. The thing was small, shriveled, and green. The eyes were cool and calculating, and he held a gimer stick in his hand. Loki figured that it was what was used to poke him earlier.

"Trespassing, you are," the thing said.

Loki's eyebrows shot up in surprise. So it could talk. But it talked backwards. Interesting. "You probably wouldn't understand me, would you?" he mumbled. "Um…apologize, I do. Know that I was trespassing, I did not. A rock I found, and…"

The thing frowned deeply. "Mock me, do not," he said sternly. "Who are you?"

Loki tried to gather up his usual courage, but this guy was seriously intimidating him. He'd never felt so small next to a midget before.

"A midget, am I?" Those intense green eyes seemed to see right through Loki. He didn't like it. Not one bit.

"Stay out of my mind," he protested. "I don't even know you."

"Master Yoda, what's going on?" Two new figures had entered the room. They both appeared humanoid in form, but you just never know with unfamiliar places. One was tall with short brown hair and a light brown tunic. The other looked to be about Loki's age. He had sandy-blond hair and an expression of bewilderment. Just as he could feel the power radiating from the green thing, Loki could also tell what was making these two tick. Beneath a layer of composure lay grief and pain in the taller one. The kid was mostly made up of fear and confusion. Loki wasn't entirely sure what to make of the child's many conflicting emotions, but he had enough to worry about at the moment.

"A stowaway, we have," the creature said. The tall man had called him "Master Yoda." Was that his name? Loki figured it was safe to assume that it was, despite the fact that he had no idea what realm they were in.

"I see that." He frowned at Loki. "Did you get any information from him?"

"It looks like Yoda just now found him," the boy said.

"Anakin..." the tall one murmured warningly.

"I was just making an observation, Master."

Loki hated the way they were talking about him as if he wasn't there. He thought of making a sharp remark, but thought better of it when Yoda glared in his direction again.

"Stubborn and undisciplined, he is."

"I don't sense that he's a threat, though," the tall one remarked, frowning at Loki.

"Never assume, Obi-Wan. Power, I sense in him. Open your mind, and feel it, you will, as well."

Obi-Wan closed his eyes a moment. A few moments later, he nodded and opened them again. "I see your point. What should we do?"

"Nobody's doing anything," Loki snapped, standing up. "Touch me, and you will suffer the consequences."

"Oh. He speaks Basic," Anakin said. "Here I thought he couldn't talk at all."

"I'd prefer you address me directly," Loki said with forced calm. "It's rude to talk about someone when they're standing right there."

"Alright," Anakin said, glaring at Loki. "Who are you, then?"

"Oh, nobody important. Just Loki, son of Odin, the ruler of Asgard. You are?"

"Anakin Skywalker," Anakin answered, matching Loki's tone. "Jedi apprentice."

"How fascinating," Loki said boredly.

Anakin stepped forward and reached out to grab Loki's shoulders. "Listen here—" He was cut off when Loki disappeared right before his eyes.

"Miss me?" Loki whispered from directly behind Anakin.

Anakin whirled around. "What—Master, what's this?"

Loki laughed. "Haven't you ever heard of teleportation?" He glanced down at Anakin's belt. Anakin was glaring right into his eyes, so he didn't notice Loki surreptitiously move his hand, bidding the lightsaber to come to him. The weapon complied and flew right into Loki's hand. "Ooh, nice." He held up the lightsaber to inspect.

"What?" Anakin's hand flew to his belt. "No way. Give that back!" He reached forward to grab it.

"No, wait." Loki took several steps back. "I want to see this." He activated the lightsaber and studied it, fascinated. "Wow. Pretty. Seriously, what does it do? Is it a sword?"

"It is a sword of sorts, yes," Obi-Wan said. He held out his hand and pulled it to him. Loki, surprised, watched it fly from his hand to Obi-Wan's.

"It can slice through almost anything," Anakin said. "In other words, I could behead you right now and you wouldn't realize it until you're dead." He turned to Obi-Wan. "Thanks, Master." He held out his hand expectantly.

"What did I tell you about this weapon, Anakin?" Obi-Wan asked.

"Um…it's my life?"

"Yes. You just let this boy take it from you. You—"

"You saw him! It wasn't my fault!" Anakin said at the same time that Loki said "Boy?"

"You need to be mindful of your surroundings," Obi-Wan said impatiently. "If you'd been open to what is going on around you, you would have sensed his intentions and been able to stop them before they happened."

Loki snorted. "Right. Just open you mind and you can just stop me on the spot. I'm Loki. I do what I want. No one can predict me. I'm unpredictable."

"Master, something's wrong here. He seriously just teleported. And he used the Force to take my lightsaber. Where'd he come from, anyway? How'd he get here? Teleportation?"

"Found him unconscious here, I did," Yoda said, speaking up for the first time in awhile.

"I don't need to tell you how I got here," Loki said. "I don't need to tell you anything."

"You will tell us what we want to know," Anakin said, waving his hand.

Loki raised an eyebrow. "Might I ask what you are doing?"

"Hey, what gives? Jedi Mind Tricks always work!" Anakin complained.

"Is that what you call it? Because it looked a lot to me like a Waving Your Hand Like An Idiot Routine. I suppose 'Jedi Mind Trick' is a bit less of a mouthful, not to mention that it makes you sound way cooler than you are."

"This guy is starting to seriously tick me off," Anakin muttered to Obi-Wan.

"I think it's hilarious," a new voice said from behind Loki. The voice belonged to a tall, aquatic-looking-type creature. He was green like Yoda, but much younger, taller, and obviously a different species.

"Hello, Master Fisto," Yoda said.

"Hi, Kit," Anakin said. "Could you do me a favor and wipe that stupid grin off this guy's face for me?"

"You do not refer to him by first name, Anakin. We've been over this. It's Master Fisto to you. He is superior, not to mention a member of the Council, so you must treat him with respect," Obi-Wan said as if he'd been over it a thousand times.

"It's alright, Kenobi," Kit said. "I've got this." He walked up to Loki and knelt in front of him so that they were a little closer to eye-to-eye. "Hey there."

Loki allowed a slight smile. "Hi. I gather from your tone, posture, and expression that you are way more laid-back that these three, who've obviously swallowed something bitter in the last few hours. What's got their pants in a knot?"

Kit shrugged. "Master Yoda isn't that bad, really. He's a great guy once you get to know him. Obi-Wan is naturally boring. You'll get used to him. Anakin…well…he's just upset that you've seem to be pwning him. You've clearly surpassed him in the ways of awesomeness, and he doesn't seem to be taking it very well."

"Ways of awesomeness, huh? Finally, someone that speaks my language," Loki commented. "Maybe you can tell me what realm this is."

"You're on Coruscant," Kit said. "I'm not sure what you mean by realm, but Coruscant is the name of the planet."

"No kidding. Wow. Well, it's not one of the Nine Realms that I've known since I was old enough to walk."

"There are way more than nine planets, my friend," Kit said. "There are billions of them."

"Well, that complicates things. If I'm to get home, there isn't an easy route, is there?"

"Well, how'd you get here?"

"I'm not sure. I kind of passed out and woke up here. I have a feeling that someone was playing a trick on me. I'm kind of known for mischief and magic back home."

"Where is home?" Kit asked.

"Asgard. Haven't any of you heard of it?"

"Nope. Sorry, can't say I have."

"I hate to interrupt," Obi-Wan said, "but what are we going to do with him?"

"I really hate the way you refer to me as if I were inanimate," Loki said.

"He has a point," Kit said. "I sense he is very powerful and intelligent. Not to mention royally ticked off. I assume you haven't exactly been welcoming, yes?" No one spoke. Kit laughed. "Right. Try being hospitable and maybe he'll actually respond."

Loki liked this guy. He had a good sense of humor and seemed more open than the others.

"He's a bit undisciplined," Obi-Wan said, echoing what Yoda had said earlier.

"He seems fine to me," Kit said.

"Question him, we will," Yoda said decisively. "Find out more, we must. Curious, I am, about this one."

"I am curious as well," Obi-Wan said. "How'd he teleport like that? And the way he used the Force…"

"You're doing it again," Loki said, annoyed. "I'm standing right here."

"I think it's safe to say that we all wish you weren't," Anakin said.

"Hey, now," Kit said. "Be nice."

"Yes," Loki said, cherishing the moment. "Be nice."

"In all seriousness, though, I do wonder how the Republic didn't identify you," Obi-Wan said, finally addressing Loki.

Loki shrugged. "That's for me to know, and you to find out if I decide to cooperate. That's a big if, by the way."

Obi-Wan sighed. "I figured."