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Prologue

He had done it. He had won and he done it without the Chitari. He had had no need to open the portal and had single handily taken down his foe
without the help of the alien race. He had not needed their help in securing his throne.

He had taken down each of the Avengers separately by playing on their own insecurities. The archer had been the first to be turned to his
side as he had turned his when he first appeared on Midgard. The female had been easy to turn after she had found out about her would be lover's
defection. He had played on her insecurities of not ever finding love and the fact that she had killed too many people. In the end she too had fallen
to the scepters power. The solider had been a little harder to convert but he had delved deep into the man's mind and saw his fears and questions
as to why he was even alive. Once he had exposed those wounds, it had been easy to convert the Captain. The monster had been the hardest to
convert seeing as there was no way of telling if he had succeeded or not in the conversion. Banner's temper had been his downfall. Stark had been
the only one he had not been able to turn and he found out fairly quickly that it was because of the blue glowing thing in his chest. It had somehow
prevented him from getting to the man's heart but that didn't mean that he couldn't get the man to comply with his wishes. It had been easy when
he threatened to harm the mans female companion. The last one to be turned had been his most triumphant transformation. His brother. He had not
known if the scepter would even work on an Aseir but it had.

A week had passed since the dissolving of the Avenger's Team. A week since he had claimed Midgard as his. He couldn't wait to begin his rule of the
foolish mortals. Yet there was one mortal that he wanted, had wanted for the past year. She was the reason he had chosen Midgard of all the realms
to conquer. It had been her image in his head that kept him sane when the Chitari had tried to brainwash him. Being the master of illusion it had
been easy for him to fake the effects of the scepter. He wanted her and he would have her, but first he had to set up his kingdom and then he would
claim his queen.

Thor was not the only one who had fallen for a mortal. For even though he had yet to meet her in person, Loki had fallen for the assistant of Thor's
mortal lover. He had seen her through the eyes of the Destroyer when he had sent it to kill Thor the year before. He had seen her courage, her wit,
her stubbornness, but most of all a beauty that she hid behind layers of clothes. Yes, Loki wanted one Darcy Lewis. He wanted to possess her. He
wanted her for his queen, his wife, the mother of his future children. It had been his goal since he had first seen her though he knew from watching
her that she was not going to come willingly.

He used his magic and in the center of Central Park he created his palace. It resembled the Golden Palace he had grown up in as it was the same
color and size of his old home. Here Odin would not be able to cast him out, here he was in control. Here the mortals need not know of the monster
that hid just below the surface of his outer shell.

His reign he hoped would not be one based on fear. Yes, he wanted the mortals to fear him as they should but he wanted to be a benevolent ruler
whom they could come to with their problems.

Now, after a year, he had established his rule and it was time to claim his queen. The only problem it seemed was that she had all but disappeared.
So he decreed that all females of child bearing age be brought before him in hopes that she would be among them.