Chapter 6

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

I didn't think anyone else knew my pain, but this girl was pretty darn close. Her final conversation with her father figure was almost the same as mine. I stared at her I could tell with an open mouth as she looked down to the floor.

I almost cried, recalling the memory, but I didn't. I especially liked the way that she finished her story because that was exactly how I felt; like if I was drifting. Maybe this Migardian did deserve my pity; we were like each other in so many ways. And if I could get her to fully trust in me, then maybe I could take her back to Asgard and have her convince the all father of my reasons. I knew he'd believe an innocent Migardian, and I could go home… maybe.

"I know how you feel," I said in a soft tone.

"Huh?" she sniffled.

I took a deep breath, "Thor was always better than me. I knew it, he knew it, and the kingdom knew it. I got Thor banished to Migard. Shortly after, I yelled my father into the Odin sleep when I found out that I was a monster and not even his son. I sent the destroyer here to kill Thor in my tantrum, luckily Thor survived. I would have never been able to forgive myself if he was hurt because of me."

"You sent that metal thing?" Darcy gasped.

"I wasn't in my right mind! I wasn't even Loki Odinson. I was nothing, so I threw a tantrum about it and got myself banished. I wanted to destroy what I was and the only way to do so was by destroying my species, so that's exactly what I tried to do. I just wanted to prove I was Asgardian, not… Well, Thor and I fought him for the creatures I was killing, I for their deaths. He destroyed the bifrost, and we fell back. I was slipping off the bifrost, Thor caught me and Odin came. 'I could have done it father,' I cried, 'for you!' 'No, Loki, he replied'" I heard her gasp.

"I'm so sorry," Darcy said in a shaky voice.

"Its fine," I said wrapping my arm around her.

She put her face to my chest and was weeping now. Her warmth felt warm next to me, and I realized how close we were. An Asgardian prince should not be hugging a mere Migardian, the voice in my head told me. I'm not an Asgardian prince, I reminded myself.

It felt good to have someone to hug, but I had to remind myself I only meant business. I pulled away, held her at arms distance and looked her in the eyes.

"Can we go for coffee?" I asked her.

"Sure." Darcy said.

"What is coffee?" I asked Darcy.

I was holding in my hand a cup with a green lady on it that said Starbuck's. The cup was half full with a brown liquid that tasted like dirt. Darcy put different mixtures in hers and looked surprised that I drank mines like this.

"What you're drinking?" Darcy explained.

"Is it not intended for one to get drunk?" I asked her taking another sip of the coffee.

"No…" Darcy said looking at me weird.

"But you went to the coffee shop to get drunk…" I said turning my head.

"No! The Coffee Shop is a bar!" Darcy chuckled.

"Alas…" I mumbled.

Well this was unfortunate. Now I was this drinking liquid dirt for nothing! I can't believe Migardians actually tolerate this.

"Oh my gosh, no wonder you didn't fix it up," Darcy said snatching the coffee from my hands.

She rushed to a counter with mixtures and poured things in my drink. She brought it back and it looked lighter and smelt better. She handed it to me with a smile, I took a sip. Mmm… it was actually good.

"How did you make it taste" I didn't dare say good; nothing here on Migard was so I said, "better?

"Sugar, and cream and some other secret ingredients," Darcy said giggling.

I took another sip eagerly. It tasted wonderful! I finished it with one last gulp and lowered my cup slowly. I put it down on the table and looked up to Darcy. She gaped at me.

"What?" I questioned.

I grabbed a napkin instantly and cleaned my mouth with it. I looked down, blushing. It took me a second to realize that I was blushing before I put a glare on my face.

"What?" I growled.

"You drank that in one sip, which was half a cup of warm coffee! That's brilliant," she grinned.

I could feel my eyebrow rise into my confused face. She grabbed her cup and tried to drink it in one gulp, but put it down and began to cough.

"Are all Migardians so stupid?" I asked rolling my eyes.

"Whatever," Darcy muttered.

She glared down at the table. I felt a little bad for insulting her, but remembered that she was only Migardian. I didn't need to care, and so I wouldn't because I only cared about myself because if I didn't no one else would.

"Damn." Darcy cursed.

"What?" I said looking up.

A girl with light brown, almost red hair walked in followed by an old man. She looked beautiful; she wore beautiful clothes that complimented her. She however didn't look as beautiful as Dar- never mind. The old man's eyes widened as he looked to our table, did he recognize me? Darcy looked down at her cup and whimpered.

"Who are they?" I asked staring at them.

"Jane and Erik," she whispered.

"Oh…" I mumbled.

Lady Jane looked over to us and her eyes widened, then narrowed into a glare. She froze and looked as if she was about to turn around, but with a determined glare, she shot forward to the counter. As she walked, I noticed her eyes tear up.

"Can we leave?" Darcy whispered.

"It's your choice," I said my eyes following Lady Jane and Erik.

Jane ordered softly, however I could hear the shake in her voice. Darcy shifted uncomfortably. I took her empty cup and mines.

"Want me to throw them away?" I asked.

"Yes," she said softly.

I walked over to the trash that was by where Jane was and threw them away. I could feel them staring at me and I looked up at them. Erik looked away, but Lady Jane kept on staring at me. I stopped and stared back. She didn't look away, and neither did I.

"You should go now," Erik said with a cough.

"Don't ever hurt her again, she will never return to you stupid Migardians! She deserves better and I will never allow her to return to the dumbest Migardians in the nine realms!" I hissed.

Damn. Lady Jane's eyes widened, she recognized my language. I could feel my eyes widen too, so I rushed over to Darcy.

"Let's go, hurry!" I said. Darcy stood up and walked to the door quickly, but we weren't fast enough.

"Darcy!" Lady Jane called.

Darcy froze.

"Let's go," I hissed.

I heard Lady Jane's footsteps follow us. If she caught up to us, she would use Darcy to get to me. I would never grant her the joy of seeing my brother, the idiot again. After seeing the pain that she put Darcy through, all I wanted to do was kill her.

She wouldn't hurt Darcy again nor ever see my brother again. I grabbed Darcy's arm and imagined us at her home. Darcy screamed, I opened my eyes, we were there.