The air whizzed by him as he plummeted from the sky, ground rushing closer and closer into view. After the freefall, he slammed into the ground, sending a pile of grass and dirt up. He groaned as he felt the ache of impact all over his body, and tasted a small amount of blood on his lip. He sighed as he lay there.

Why did it have to be Earth? He wondered to himself as he sat up with great effort. Couldn't they have sent me somewhere more advanced? He struggled to his feet, and let out a breath. As he took in his surroundings, he realized there was no one around. It was the middle of the night here, and there wasn't a soul in sight.

He decided to start walking East, following the path of the forest. He walked on and on, and finally, a huge mansion came into sight as he arrived at a clearing in the trees. It was on a high hill, standing dark and menacing. He decided it was as good a place as ever, and climbed the hill with whatever weak strength he had left in him.

He opened the door, and his ears were met with silence. He looked around, inspecting the eccentric décor. He heard no one, so went and sat in a chair. He quickly drifted off to sleep, in desperate need of rest after his trial and sentence on Asgard.

"What the- who are you?!" He was awakened by a question of confusion from someone. He opened his eyes, and focused in on a man with black hair pulled into a ponytail, and…. light blue skin? Was this man a Jotun?

The man stared at him, expression dumbfounded, and he had dark purple circles around his eyes. "Who are you?" repeated the blue man, "What are you doing in my secret lair?"

The man in the chair rose. "I am Loki, of Asgard. and I was burdened with glorious purpose, before I was foiled by The Avengers, the team of superheroes protecting your world."

The blue man kept staring. "Okay, I'm just going to pretend I know what that means. I am Doctor Drakken, evil scientist and next inheritant to the planet!"

Loki looked at him, eyebrow raised. "I've already tried that. You won't have much luck." Drakken frowned. "One way or another, I will take over the world one day!" Loki decided not to engage in the man's antics, and wiped some dirt from his cheek, "Are you a Jotun?" "A what-un?"

"Of Jotunheim. A frost giant. Your skin is blue." "I have no idea what you are saying, but no, thank you very much, I'm a man who was in a lab accident…. And was betrayed!"

Loki took interest in this. "Betrayed, you say?" "Yes, by my wretched co-workers! I was smarter than them… but they relentlessly picked on me and I was thrown out of college after an experiment I did…. Ever since then I've vowed to take revenge! Now, Kim Possible, my arch enemy, is forever ruining my schemes. I can't have any fun any more!"

Loki narrowed his eyes. "You're taking revenge on an entire planet because of a few people of your past?" Though, that was basically what he tried to do himself.

"Look, you're avoiding the inevitable question here. Why are you in my house?" Loki sat back down, leaning back. "I needed a place to rest." "Does this look like a hotel to you?" Loki frowned confusedly, unaware of what a 'hotel' was.

Drakken smacked his forehead.

"But listen well, my newfound acquaintance," Loki started, "I mean you no opposition… in fact, your story sounds quite similar to mine." Drakken looked up. "It will work to your advantage if you join forces with me, and we shall foil our foes together."

Drakken tapped his foot. "Hmmm. Why should I trust you?" Loki smirked. "You shouldn't." Drakken beamed. "A true villainous answer! You're in!" he said, shaking Loki's hand and grinning evilly.

Suddenly, the door to the main room slid open, and out walked a woman in a green and black bodysuit with long black hair that waved around her back. She looked Loki up and down, and raised an eyebrow in approval. "Not bad, for a syntho," she said, grabbing a magazine.

Drakken sighed. "Shego, this is not another syntho drone, this is a guest. A very… fortunate guest. His name is Loki, and he is from a planet called Asgard." Shego stopped, and regarded Loki. "Oh, has he told you his tragic life story yet?" Drakken growled, and Shego continued. "What is As-gard?" "Asgard, highest of the nine realms. I was meant to rule it," Loki informed her. Shego snorted, and turned to Drakken. "Where'd you find this kook?" Drakken's hands balled into fists. "I found him here, Shego."

"Yeah, okay. I'm just going to leave you here with your 'guest' and go do something worthwhile with my life." Drakken shook with annoyance. "Grrrr! Shego! Loki wants to join forces with us." "Why would anyone want to join forces with you?" "Because," he said, trying to cool down, "we both want the same thing. World domination."

Shego looked back and forth between the two. "Soooo… you're working with us now?" "Yes." Shego shrugged. "Whatever. Just don't try anything on me, and you'll be fine." Loki nodded slowly.

Drakken turned to him. "Oooh, this is so exciting! World domination, closer at last! And nothing can stop me… not even…

Kim Possible!"

He laughed evilly, a lightning bolt crackling across the night sky in anticipation for their sinister plot.