Loki X OC
Celeste was driving through the desert, she had been half and hour. And two and a half to go, joy. But things don't always go according to plan.
In the distance, a bright light flashed down onto Earth. It was gone as soon as it had come. Celeste stopped her car and headed towards the sight, I hope I don't regret this later. To her surprise, there was a man standing there, with a strange, elaborate mark on the ground beneath him.
In Asgard Minutes Before:
"Loki, I need you to go to Midgard and retrieve someone."
"If you don't mind my asking, Father, who on Midgard is so important?"
"Her name at birth was Zohara, but now she goes by 'Celeste,' and she is not a mortal, at least not fully. She is a Demigod."
"That's impossible, all demigods are living here in the palace."
"So I thought. But no matter, bring her here at once."
"Yes, Father." Couldn't you send a guard or a lord? I am a prince, I needn't concern myself with a half-mortal. But I will not go against the All-Father. Loki groaned and headed to the Bifrost.
As the Asgardian landed, he was rather annoyed with the increased temperature. Oh, the joys of Midgard, now where might I find this 'Celeste?'
He didn't have to wait long, Celeste soon approached, "Uh, hi. Who are you? And where did you come from?" she asked looking up at the sky before looking back into his emerald eyes, locking onto her own of ocean blue.
"I am Prince Loki of Asgard," he said with a small bow, "I am in search of someone. Do you happen to know a Celeste Hale?"
"Uh, yes, why?"
"I am to bring her back to Asgard, where she belongs."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I'd like discuss this with Celeste herself, rather than have the same conversation twice. You said you know her?"
"Well...I am her."
"Oh, well that makes my job that much easier. Now, we should get going, the All-Father very much wants to meet you."
"Wait, I just met you, you fell from the sky, and now you want to some place called Asgard?"
"Well, Asgard isn't just some place. It is the greatest 'place' in all the Nine-realms. It's also where you were born."
"No, I was born in Overton, Nevada."
"Well you are sadly mistaken. You were born in Asgard."
"Then how did I end up on Earth?"
"Your father sent you here, gods know why. I can't imagine what it must be like living on such a pathetic planet."
"Hey! Us 'mortals' aren't pathetic."
"As I said, you're not a mortal, at least, not fully. And a mortal couldn't hold a candle to an Asgardian."
Before Celeste could argue, a car of what looked to be college students drove by screaming "Spring Break!" chugging beers and throwing them out the window yelling "YOLO! Whoa!" and barely missing her car as they drove far above the speed limit.
"What in Odin's name is a 'YOLO?'"
"You really don't need to know. But they just proved your point," Celeste said, pinching the bridge of her nose.
"It's amazing how a simple word can go so far," he chuckled in victory.
"It's actually four words. But I'd rather not waste my braincells, or yours, discussing it. But, back to what you were saying, about me not being human?"
"I'd much rather continue this conversation back in Asgard, it's rather warm out here." Loki had to admit, he didn't mind talking to this girl. She seemed smart, and was rather lovely, one might even say she was beautiful, with her diamond blue eyes and chocolate ringlets that framed her face.
"But, this is where I live, I can't just get up and leave. What about my stuff? My family and friends?"
"You will be given everything you need in Asgard, you'll live in the palace," he said to assure her, Wait...Palace? As in with him? Celeste blushed a bit and hoped he wouldn't notice, or just blame it on the sweltering heat.
"Can I call someone?"
"Of course."
Celeste ran back to her car and found her phone. "Mom?"
"Hi, Celeste. How's the drive to Vegas going?"
"Um, good. But um-"
"Is everything alright?"
"Yes, but... a man just, well, I know it sounds crazy... But a man came down from the sky and told me he was taking me to a place called Asgard? He said I was born there...is that true?"
"...Did this man say his name?"
"It's Loki, I believe."
"Huh," she sighed, if it were someone of lower class thay could lie their way out of this, but the Prince? "Everything he says is true."
"What?"
"I had always wanted to tell you, but I couldn't."
"Why?"
"Asgardian law says that a Midgardian and and Asgardian cannot be together. You would've lived in Asgard, but your father sent you here. And I guess Heimdall finally told the king about you."
"Wait who's Heimdall?"
"You'll meet him soon enough, but just know I love you. I am sorry I never told you. I hope you enjoy your new life in Asgard. Please visit when you can. Bye!" her mother hung up. She will have a far better life in Asgard than she ever would here, her mother thought as she leaned against the wall. I always knew this day would come, I just didn't think it'd be so abrupt. I thought I'd be ready! She sighed, She'll be happy. I know she will. There was no avoiding it. She kept trying to tell herself it would be alright.
Celeste sat back in the driver's seat and threw her head back and closed her eyes to collect her thoughts. This was a lot of information to process in a short amount of time. She looked out the window to see Loki standing there, waiting. She sighed, grabbed her bag which had been occupying the passenger seat, and go out. To Asgard! she thought sarcastically. "I assume you're affairs are in order?"
"Yes."
"Then, let's get to Asgard. We mustn't keep the king waiting," said, though he really wished they could wait and maybe talk a bit more, and Celeste felt the same. Not only did she have questions, but (aside from him being arrogant solely due to the realm he's from) he seemed rather charming.
Loki placed his arm around Celeste's shoulder, knowing that traveling through the Bifrost isn't easy at first. A bright light flash down and they were whisked from the ground, through the clouds and reformed back in Asgard. Celeste almost fell but Loki kept his grip on her, steadying the maiden. "My prince," Heimdall began, "I see you were able to retrieve Zohara?"
"Zohara?" Celeste asked.
"That was your name at birth."
"Uh-huh. And who, might I ask, are you?"
"I am Heimdall, my lady. Guardian of the Bifrost."
You mean this deathtrap? "We must be on our way," Loki said, "Thank you, Heimdall." As they stepped outside, Cele-Zohara couldn't believe her eyes. They stood on a vibrant, glowing bridge which kept them above what looked like an ocean, but that couldn't be it just dropped off, Well, when in Asgard. In the distance was a great building which Ce-Zohara assumed was the palace. "Welcome to Asgard," Loki said, helping her onto a horse that stood waiting for them.
"This is unbelievable. It's almost like a dream."
"And you wanted to stay on Midgard," Loki smirked.
"You know, not all 'Midgardians' are as stupid as the ones you saw."
"I find that highly unlikely." She rolls her eyes, and wrapped her arms around Loki as they lurched forward. He smirked, though for a moment it was more of a smile. As they neared the palace, Zohara only looked in awe at the structure before her, glinting in the sunlight.
In The Throne Room
"Ah, you must be Zohara," she inwardly cringed at that, it was such a strange name, it sounded like it wasn't her, but it was... "I am sorry it took so long to retrieve you from Midgard, but we were not aware of your situation."
"That's alright. I actually liked it on Midgard," she mumbled the last part, but Odin still heard and laughed.
"Haha, of course. Who wouldn't love a planet with weak mortals." She rolled her eyes, What is with these people hating Earth? "You must have questions, but you can ask your fellow demigods at your leisure. You will live here, Loki, why don't you show her around?"
"Yes father."
"That will be all. And we welcome you to Asgard, your home."
"Thank you," Celeste bowed her head and followed Loki out.
"Where would you like to go first? Maybe see the tailor and get some new gowns?" Loki said, expecting her to react as all the other demigods have, jumping at the thought of new dresses. One thing that Asgardian and Midgardian women have in common.
"Um, is there anything else? Maybe something more interesting?"
"Well, define interesting. The palace is rather large. Perhaps the gardens? Or the music hall? Or," he almost laughed at what he was about to say "The library?"
"You have a whole library?"
"Yes. Would you like to see?"
"Sure," Celeste smiled, she could read nonstop, given the opportunity.
"Right this way," Loki was rather shocked at the idea of someone other than himself enjoying reading. Asgardians tended to lean towards battles and balls. This could be fun.