Darcy could feel Loki's eyes on her as she sat down wincing as she looked at her room, she'd probably have to pay for it either way. She didn't like dwelling on the past and would rather be working than getting sympathy from strangers in a room that was considered ''therapy'' though it seemed more like an expensive judgement session.

Loki stood a few feet away from her and she looked up to see his green eyes blazing into her own, so many emotions were in them she wondered what he was thinking. His hair was slicked back and there was sweat building on the top of his brow as he watched her quietly, he was good at that.

''He was just a friend in the first place, from high school. One night we were drunk and well...'' Darcy swallowed nervously as Loki processed this information he admittedly felt that strange feeling swell inside his chest whenever he saw someone around her, though this time she speaking of her past which she rarely did. He could barely handle the thought of another male speaking with her let alone someone making love to her, he clenched his fists as she continued speaking about the filth.

''After that we started to date a lot, but after a while he changed, I don't know why but he would get angry at me for going anywhere without him or wearing dresses and clothes I liked. I got so sick of it that once I tried to run away since we were sharing an apartment but he caught me and he grabbed my arm and threw me into the wall. And than the b-beating happened a-and after a while I thought I was gonna die but I met someone who helped me and I remember getting dinner with him and I'd hugged him not knowing my boyfriend was there.'' Darcy said biting her lip to keep from the tears falling from her face, her throat hurt already.

''The next day he wound up dead and my boyfriend was out of town, he had bloody clothes in the washing machine but he forgot to turn it on...stupid idiot.'' Darcy said laughing through tears of pain that strolled down her cheek as her cheeks flared, she glanced down at the floor.

She remembered the constant hit after hit and punch after punch, she remembered when he'd tied her to the bed, she remembered when he'd spat at her and yelled in her face for even going out. It was hell.

Loki was many things, he supposed. And many women were not as grateful for him as his brother but he would never beat a girl, he had not been brought up like an animal. He tried to picture it, with Frigga and Odin, they were so inlove he highly doubted Odin would be able to tell Frigga no to a new set of flowers let alone physically and mentally traumatize her.

He felt a shiver run down his back as he looked at Darcy. He supposed having little family and a boyfriend like him would have made her the way she was though Darcy had a heart. She was annoying, almost painfully so but she was Darcy. He realized in his chest it wasn't some feeling he could get rid of, he was a prince, royalty. But that title meant nothing to him now.

Darcy felt something weigh down on the bed just beside her and she felt her body move along with it and her shoulder brushed Loki's which had a new shirt back on, It was a faded loose green top that hung loosely on his body, she smirked a little at it for he looked so human in it.

''You did not deserve that, Darcy. You are annoying and irritating at times, though you have a kind heart.'' Loki said pursing his lips looking at her with wide eyes as she leaned on his shoulder running her tongue along her teeth, the broken girl's tears were gone now and stained her cheek.

''And you Mischief, are a perfect liar and an idiot, but you have a heart whether you realize it or not dude.'' Darcy said rolling her eyes and spinning her body around so she was now sitting cross legged facing Loki's side. He looked at her for a second though he glanced at something behind her on the wall above her pillows.

Loki maneuvered himself so he was almost ontop of her, his arms propped himself up as he looked past her shoulder looking at the drawing of a detailed rose hung up on the wall, he studied it carefully and almost purposely. Knowing he was the cause of her breathe hitching and her heart pounding he smirked a little as he looked down into her wide eyes, though she had a smirk on her face he could tell it was merely a cover.

He felt that feeling again in his chest and it tightened every muscle in his body, he could not stop looking at the beautiful woman beneath him. Damn her.

He watched the blood spread to her cheeks in a blush which made her seem far too innocent. He glanced back up at the drawing for a split second and looked down once again.

''You are quite good at that.'' He stated, Darcy felt the butterflies once more as she heard his ''husky'' voice for the first time, as if he had just woken up.

Darcy tilted her head with a toothy grin.

''It's all in the wrist'' Darcy said teasingly laughing at herself, Loki's thin lips lifted into a grin and he sat up from his hovering over her and sat like she had, mimicking her.

''I am sure it is. Thor mentioned your birthday is coming up in a few days, what are you planning to do?'' Loki questioned the Midgardian girl, he wondered what was custom on Midgard.

Darcy sat up again and shrugged with a small smile.

''Nothing, usually I don't even celebrate it. Probably just stay here. What do princes do on their birthday's?''

Loki frowned at her comment though he recalled what he would do on his birthdays, when they mattered to some people.

''When I was younger we would have a family outing throughout Asgard, I never fancied it very much but Thor and I would usually battle or train as well, though he took the credit for everything. Once I was older we merely did the same though I barely went to the outings, we would have a Royal dinner and I would receive gifts from people of Asgard and my...mother would give me books that I had wanted for centuries. I quite like Midgardian books, they are full of foolish ideas.'' Loki said rolling his eyes at the thought.

He glanced down at Darcy who's eyes were almost closed though she was listening, his lips quirked into a grin and he shook his head.

''Sleep, Human.''

''Whatever, Mischief.''

''This human would look rather pretty with gashes along her thighs, don't you think Prince Loki?'' A seething voice came from behind him as he stood looking at Darcy whom's skin began to cut itself without anyone touching her, sorcery.

''Leave her be!'' He yelled, the figure was of a Frost Giant and it was looking at Darcy with anger and amusement in his red eyes.

''Interesting, you care for this mortal. I wonder what she would think when she saw your true form?'' The Frost giant hissed his red eyes blazing at Loki who swallowed with wide eyes his heart pounding.

The frost giant's hand flicked and suddenly cold looking cuts formed on Darcy's cheek and she screamed out in pain blood dripping on the snow surrounding them.

''Stop!'' Loki yelled advancing towards the Frost Giant but it flicked it's hand once more and he felt his whole appearance change. He could feel it. He watched as his pale skin slowly became a shade of blue and he knew his eyes had changed, he swallowed thickly as Darcy gasped still leaning in the snow with tears trickling down her face.

''Monster.'' She said gasping at his appearance, he felt his stomach drop at the words and his vision become clouded just as the Frost giant raised his arm once more and a long thick slice was taken out of Darcy's neck as blood poured onto the snow like ink on parchment.

''NO!''

Loki sat up in the bed gasping out harshly feeling sweat beaded on his forehead and lips, his heart pounded loudly in his chest as he got used to the sudden silence. A dream, only a dream.

He glanced beside himself to see Darcy sleeping peacefully her lips were twitched into a small smile as she dreamed of whatever it was she was dreaming about, he swallowed down the lump in his throat letting out a relieved sigh to see she was alright and that it had not been real.

He slowly stood up from the bed as not to disturb her and walked out of the room shutting the door behind him, it was now nighttime and Jane and Thor were asleep, or so he hoped. He walked to the bathroom running the sink and splashing water over his face to cool himself down, he took off his shirt and threw it to the ground running a hand through his hair in frustration.

He was a monster. Though the dream wasn't real, he was and it haunted him to know he was born like that. He knew he could control his appearance if he wanted to and he decided to look at himself properly in the mirror.

He shut his eyes and exhaled slowly feeling himself change he opened his eyes to look at his blue form with markings over himself, his red eyes stared back at himself and he clenched his jaw.

''L-loki?"

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