Chapter 2

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***Loki's P.O.V***

I opened my eyes. I was in a foreign place, an unusual place. As I looked around, I saw a messy room. I was lying on something cushioned, a couch. There was a table to my right, and a television on an entertainment system. Next to it was a door.

Ahead of me was a love chair, behind it, an island with chairs surrounding it. It was separating the living room from the kitchen. To the left of me was a table with chairs and behind me were two closed doors. They were distanced from each other; they most likely led to different rooms. There was a window near the table and I saw the stars out.

I shut my eyes, and my father's face glared down at me. 'No Loki' he mocked. I forced opened my eyes. I was in pain. My right leg hurt, my chest hurt, my arm hurt, my neck hurt, and my head hurt. I stood up, but fell directly back on the couch with a yelp.

I heard water running, then quick, light footsteps headed towards me. I sat up good on the couch, made my back straight and tried to look as sleepy as possible. The door opened, and there was a human girl with brown eyes staring back at me.

This was Darcy Lewis, the girl who I saw the last time I was conscious. She had on a purple shirt now, and khaki pants. She looked at me and her eyes widened. I stared back at her, and we just stood there staring at each other for a second.

"I, um… are you okay?" she asked.

"Possibly… I need tea," I said.

Lady Lewis stood in the doorway. I coughed and motioned for her to go to the kitchen. Anger flashed in her eyes for a second, but she stomped to get me tea. She poured water into a pot and there was a clickey noise before the noise of fire. I imagined water boiling, and then the human gasped. I heard boiling water and grinned.

I was about to start developing a plan on how to get out of here when she called, "Green tea, or Jasmine?"

"Jasmine," I muttered, the green tea sounded atrocious.

I heard the creak of a cabinet door opening, and the shuffle of a box. She grabbed a porcelain cup and put it in a sink, then poured in the hot water and put in a tea bag. She walked over to me and handed me the cup.

"A plate, Lady Lewis," I said rolling my eyes, hadn't she ever served a prince before?

"Well!" Lady Lewis exclaimed turning back into the kitchen.

I took a sip. It wasn't too bad for a Migardian drink. I settled back into the couch and waited for her to give me the plate. She tossed it to the couch and it landed next to me. I looked up to her, I felt myself glaring but I did nothing about it. I put the plate on my laps and took another sip.

Here come the questions, I thought.

"Who are you?" Lady Lewis asked.

"I am Loki Odins-" I wasn't Odinson. Who was I? "Loki, God of mischief and lies."

"Odins" she repeated.

"Be quiet!" I snarled.

Hearing my father, my kidnappers name tore a hole in my chest. I had done everything for him and what had he said in return? No Loki. My fingers pressed into my hand as I held back tears that I knew would come.

"Sorry… Are you hurt?" she asked.

I didn't trust myself to talk without my voice cracking, so I nodded glaring forward. I took another sip of the tea to distract myself.

"Where?" she asked.

I ignored her.

"I can't help you if you don't tell me where you're hurt," Lady Lewis said in a soothing voice.

Something about her tone reminded me of my mother, and my mouth worked faster than my mind at the memory.

"My head hurts, and my arm, and my leg and my chest hurts," I said softly.

She slowly approached me. She seemed very hesitant, but she regained her confidence and sat down next to me. I couldn't believe it. Who in the nine realms did she think she was? Sitting next to a prince like me?

But you're not a prince. I realized. Not to Asgard and that was the only prince I wanted to be. I was sickened at the thought of being a frost giant. I shuttered, and then two small hands touched my injured arm.

Her hands were warm, I noticed, as she pulled back my cape and examined my arm. She nodded to herself before grabbing my leg.

"What are you doing?" I demanded.

"I'm, um, evaluating your injuries," Lady Lewis said, red slowly creeping on her face.

"Are you a healer Lady Lewis?" I demanded, she removed her hand.

"Um… I'm not a doctor, but Jane," she winced, "taught me a bit of medical science."

"Don't touch me, I'll be fine soon," I snapped.

She paused for a second, and then with a deep breath said, "I'm sorry for hitting you with my car."

"You did what?" I gasped.

"I'm sorry. That's why you're beaten up so badly, isn't it?"

Well, my leg was probably injured from the car, but the rest was obtained from my fall off the bifrost. This dumb girl couldn't possibly think that one of her human transportation devices could actually harm me?!

"Idiot." I muttered with a soft chuckle.

"You're pretty rude, you know," Lady Lewis muttered, then blushed again.

"You dare talk to a prin-, um, don't use that tone of disrespect with me!" I glared.

"I'm just saying," she said putting her arms up defensively.

I glared. I had to get out of here! But, I was so weak… she had offered earlier for me to 'crash' at her home. I did need to sleep some place soft and I needed food, I was pretty beat up. I put my hand to my head, it was throbbing.

"I need to rest," I said getting up slowly this time.

I didn't fall back, but my right leg hurt badly still so I shifted my weight onto my other leg. She stood up too, and turned away from me, walking around the couch back to the left door behind me.

"I have some sheets you can use," she muttered.

"Where am I going to retire to?" I asked.

"Um… the couch?"

"No," I chuckled, "surly there is a bed here!"

"There is one, but it's kind of mines," Lady Lewis said from inside the left door-ed room.

"I shall stay there," I said.

"But-"

"How did I get this injured?" I asked her.

Lady Lewis paused and came out of the room. She was looking at the ground, ashamed, but she nodded.

"I'll show you to your room."