Chapter 8

A/N: I haven't really gotten many reviews... Please review and help me out with ideas! I really appreciate it!

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

The door flew off and I jumped up. Two men stomped in followed by the Lady Jane and Erik Selvig. Jane shrieked, and everyone else stared at us surprised. I looked down; I was still on top of Darcy, uh oh. The two men in suits ran at me and pulled me off of her.

"Stop it!" Darcy screamed, sitting up.

They grabbed me tightly, but they were mere Migardians, so I quickly yanked out of their grasps and ran out of their reach. They chased after me, and I ran behind the table.

What could I do? I couldn't just leave Darcy here with them –she was screaming the entire time-. I jumped over the table, but something dug into my leg and it hurt. I fell down before I could reach the screaming Darcy.

"You shot him!" Darcy screamed.

I looked down, sure enough; an arrow was partially dug into my leg. It hurt badly. Damn. The men pulled me into one of the chairs and tied me up with rope that they got from who knows where. Darcy jumped over the couch, but one of the men restrained her. He held her arms behind her and she struggled against his grasp. The other man took the knife out.

"Were you guys…" Lady Jane shrieked, unable to finish her sentence, Erik put a reassuring hand on her shoulder, but her hands flew to her head, pulling her hair; she looked insane.

"Who the hell are- damn it, SHIELD," Darcy gasped.

"We're from an organization called SHIELD. I am Agent Coulson, and this is Agent Barton," said the man who pulled out the knife. The man who shot me was Agent Barton and I glared at him.

"Good for you," I growled.

"Are you Asgardian?" asked Coulson.

I glared at him. He came into Darcy's home uninvited, ruined our confession of love, and his friend stabbed me. I was not going to give him any information. We stared at each other for almost a full minute when Barton pulled out a knife and put it to Darcy's throat. Okay, maybe now I would cooperate.

"Are you Asgardian?" Barton repeated.

"Yes," I sighed.

"Did you know this?" asked Coulson.

"No, she didn't," I said frantically.

I looked over to Darcy who was still in Agent Barton's grasp. She looked at me, fear in her eyes, but I nodded slightly so that she would go with it. Darcy nodded back.

"Why have you come?" Coulson asked.

"I… I accidentally fell here," I said.

"How?" Coulson asked.

"I fell off the bifrost and was transported here," I said.

"That explains everything," Barton said sarcastically.

"We're going to have to take you in for some questioning," Coulson said.

They walked up to me and started to pick up my chair… I did not want to go with them, they could find out who I really was. If they did who knows what tortures they'll put me through. I didn't want to put Darcy in any danger, so I couldn't attack them. Suddenly, I remembered a title I could lie about… saying their names might alert them that I'm alive and give me yet another person to deal with, but for now I needed time and this would give it to me.

"I am Loki Odinson, prince of Asgard. My brother is Thor, my father is Odin," I said with a grunt, "and to just pry me from this premise without even an invitation would surely insult my sensitive brother."

"Thor's brother," Jane whispered, and I could almost hear thunder in the distance, yup he knew I was alive now.

"Barton, help me put him down," Coulson said with a sigh.

I suppressed a smug smile and stared forward with a serious expression. They untied me and I rushed over to Darcy, careful to avoid touching

"We still have to ask you those questions, not tonight of course. We wouldn't want to offend you by prying you from…" Coulson started.

"We'll get you tomorrow at noon," Barton said while looking at a light up device.

"Take no offence, just precautions that are required by SHIELD," Coulson said.

Agent Coulson took something out of his pocket. It was a needle that was attached to some sort of little bottle. He walked over to Darcy and stabbed it into her arm. Darcy opened her mouth to scream, but then her head fell forward drooping.

"No!" I screamed and rushed over to kill them.

"Don't worry, we just gave her some medicine that would help her sleep," Coulson pulling out another needle, intended for me I was sure of it.

"You drugged her! You drugged Darcy!" Lady Jane whimpered.

"What were you doing to her?" Erik asked quickly as I closed the space between Coulson and me.

"Cutting off her maiden head, "I lied-quoting the words of the Migardian Shakespeare- to scare them, something stabbed me in the shoulder.

I felt a quick spasm of pain, and saw Erik's face go pale and his hands ball up in fists, then Lady Jane's jaw drop, then I too dropped to the floor and felt nothing.

Another A/N: PLEASE READ! Haha, in case if you don't understand what cutting of a woman's maiden head is, it's from scene 1 of Romeo and Juliette... I don't want to be the one to explain it XP haha, sorry! Anyways I need your guys's help for the next chapter! Should A. Loki escape with Darcy to Asgard -unexpected twist that I will not reveal- or, B. they actually stay for questioning? I don't really have many plans for B, but I'll figure something out if that's what you guys want... review your choice, and I'll try to set up a pole... if I can... THANK YOU AND PLEASE VOTE! (if you have any other ideas, I'd be happy to hear them) Au Revoir!