Thank you for reading! And Luafua! OnepieceX3! I was so happy that you reviewed! I missed you, and your reviews! :'D Thank you! I will continue this story for Celeste. Something came up, and she had to leave Twitter for a while, but she will be back. This is for you, Celeste!

Chapter 2

"…hospital…he…checked out…" Was the first thing Loki heard when he regained consciousness. What happened? He had been falling, falling into empty space, and now he found himself on something soft and wet.

Wet? He was wet?

Loki could hear voices from somewhere. He took a swift minute to analyze everything. Ah yes… it came back to him now. Loki had been holding on the link he had of his family, of Thor, of his whole life; until he let go, embracing the fact that he was on his own. He will not wallow in sorrow, no, he was greater than that. He accepted the fact that he was different, that he will feel no regret for his future actions.

He was Loki.

He didn't need anyone.

Loki studied his surroundings. Obviously he was in a room, and who's bed was he on, exactly? What room…? Well, it was clean. There was nothing special about it, it was so boringly plain. It smelled idly of vanilla, and judging by the many photos of an ugly girl, he concluded that the owner of said room was female. This was no ordinary realm…Loki sat up and got off the bed, making his way toward the window.

A small scowl formed on his lips as he stared out at the many houses.

Midgard.

He had fallen toward the one world that had come to hate so much.

Loki glared down at his clothing, and wordlessly held a hand toward himself. Slowly, he used his magic to dry himself, it was a simple task. Had he fallen in water? The large pool of water confirmed his suspicions; perhaps it was the Midgardians that pulled him out.

Not at all happy with the thought, he strode to the door, and stopped when he heard the voices again.

"He's probably some crazy person, Celeste. I mean, his clothes…very original, but…" A girl's voice came through the door.

Another girl, this Celeste, softly answered. "Let us not fret, we will call for an ambulance, he could be hurt in more ways than we know of. We need to call for help."

Help?

The last thing Loki wanted was to draw any attention on himself. It was better off having people from Asgard think of him as lost or dead. He wouldn't want is stupid bro-Thor to find out. Then again, the Bifrost had been destroyed, maybe things were in Loki's favor after all. Two mortal girls, and by the looks of it, they seemed very much alone.

He opened the door. "You will do no such thing." He snapped, making both girls jump.

Loki scrutinized both girls. Both of them were young, however, on dressed quite strangely. Her hair was pitch black, running smoothly passed her shoulders. She was smaller, but her face was pixie-like. She was giving him a shrewd look, and he noticed the way she studied his attire. She thought him strange; he didn't blame her, they were of different worlds.

The other one, will, she looked too frightened to speak. He scoffed. How pathetic, she wasn't to pleasant to look at. Her hair was a mess, her spectacles askew, and the metal on her teeth looked ghastly. Holding back a grimace, he moved past them. He looked around, taking in the scene of the Midgarians' home. Loki slightly raised his eyebrow.

He might not know much of this world, but he knew wealth when he saw it.

"Look," The girl who didn't look as hideous, spoke up. "We don't know how you got-"

"Silence." Loki cut her off, turning to face her. "I am from a place your petty, little minds are too small to comprehend."

"Did you just insult us?" The girl asked, somewhat offended.

"Olivia…" The other finally spoke.

Loki slightly rolled his eyes slightly. "Think what you want of it."

He needed to leave.

Loki ignored the nasty look Olivia gave him. He needed to teleport somewhere, far away from the Midgardians as he could get. He gave them a smirk before building up his magic in order to-

He froze.

Loki attempted to teleport again. However, nothing happened. Olivia and the other girl, Celeste, was it, stared at him. He clenched his fist in anger. What was the meaning of this? Has his powered weakened? Was it due to the fall, the dimensional shift? He was able to conjure simple spells, but that seemed to be all. He couldn't adventure Midgard in such a state. He glared at the girls, and they became wary.

"I will need a place to stay as well as sustenance. You will give me what I need." He ordered. Celeste gave her sister a horrified look and Olivia looked at him incredulously.

"Don't think you can just tell us-!" Olivia gave a small scream as Celeste pulled her back immediately. Loki glared at them darkly, his hands blue.

"I am not from your world, mortal, learn to fear me and my powers. You will do as I say, or I will freeze you where you stand…"

Celeste immediately stood in front of her sister, her eyes full of fear, but also full of…defiance…?

"I don't know…whatever you are, but you will not harm my sister. Not while I'm here." He could easily sense her fear, but was impressed that she stood up to him anyway.

He tilted his head slightly, then suddenly raised his hands, conjuring up an invisible force to throw the girls backwards. They both cried out in surprised and flew into the room. The landed in a heap, and Celeste looked up in time to see Loki smirk at her. He snapped his fingers, and the door slammed shut, trapping them.

There was a shocked silence. Olivia finally spoke.

"What the hell just happened?"

"W-We...we were..." Celeste had no idea what to say. That...that man, that thing was not from their world. What? How was that possible? Then again, he was able to toss them in her room like rag dolls. Her heart was racing. She turned to Olivia, her brows furrowed in confusion.

"I heard about something like this, Celeste. Have you heard about the New Mexico incident? It was on the news. The government tried to cover it up, but the story leaked out. Things and people have falling from the sky, some sort of dimension opening or whatever." Olivia stood up, a little shakily and made her way to the computer.

Celeste threw a wary glance at the door as Olivia searched online. They read articles, saw videos. Something not from their world had set foot in their house.

Their house...

He seemed like the devil himself...

I know it was short, but I promise that the next chapter will be really long! :D See you, friends!