Chapter One - In Which Loki Finds A Pet

Loki strolled down a busy lane on the planet of Sakaar. There were many humanoid aliens, he noted. All along the sides of the road, there were vendors selling various items in various languages. Luckily, as a god, Loki had a basic understanding of many of the languages. None of them really seemed to catch his eye, except a single one he had noticed an hour prior from the high floors of the Grandmaster's Tower. He made his way down the lane, ignoring calls to try and catch his attention. He knew the tricks. Some of the vendors could ensnare your mind for a minute, just long enough to swindle you out of all your money.

Finally, he found his way to the vendor he was looking for. Nobody had a stall for about four feet on either side of it - out of fear more than respect. He stole a look at it - Perfect. The good was still there. He walked up towards the interior. The sign above read "True Magic" in faded Midgardian script. He nodded. It was the truth, after all. He walked forwards, not allowing himself to be dissuaded by the flashing lights and small noises the different items and animals let out.

The vendor poked his head out. Loki's eyes zeroed in on him. The man spoke. "Welcome to True Magic... magic to spark an interest, love potions, fortunes-" Loki waved his hand and interrupted him.

"Spare me your mindless drabble. How much for the girl?" The vendor's eyes narrowed. The girl was, after all, the creator of all the items in his shop.

"Not for sale."

"Everything is for sale. Is that not your policy?" Indeed, it was. The vendor realized that the man would not be swayed by a simple denial.

"She is a human being. Not something to be traded or sold." He tried to appeal to the mysterious man's sense of morality. He wasn't afraid, no, definitely not afraid of the shimmering green eyes that held nigh-infinite wisdom, almost a mirror to the girl's. He was simply trying to avoid a ruckus.

"Spare me the bullshit." Loki replied. "You have her as a slave. I am here. Neither of us believe that." The man grit his teeth.

"I will not sell her to you." He ground out. Loki grinned in response.

"Good thing I don't care much for paying." In a flick of his wrist, a silver dagger appeared. Another flick, another dagger. The vendor grinned. He was fine with that.

"Girl!" He called. In an instant, the flaps to the stall closed in an instant so none could look in. "Defend me." The girl who Loki had spotted earlier shimmered into existence. She had pitch black hair, a galactic oddity, pale skin, and dull green eyes that stood out on a 5'3" form. She wore a tattered grey dress that went just past her knees, exposing her bare feet. Most noticeable were the silver manacles that connected one wrist to another. Oddly enough, the manacle disappeared at one section on each wrist, almost seeming to disappear, but Loki knew better...

The manacles were literally entombed in her wrists... and there was a matching pair in her ankles. . There was no point to it, except for the pain it caused the wearer. Loki saw a slight red around the edges of his vision. How dare a sorceress be treated like this? The girl was obviously a magical being, her use of invisibility, telekinetic abilities, and floating stature. Most importantly, however, was the Obedience Disk implanted in her neck, the same kind that the Grandmaster used on his gladiators.

Without warning, the girl attacked. Raw magic - no, raw power surged through the air. She was perhaps one of the strongest magical beings Loki had ever encountered. Luckily, he was ready. The force sent at him was dodged, and he slipped through space and attacked the girl from behind. Her dulled eyes met his as she whirled around faster than Loki could blink. His dagger hit the silver chain and clanged off. He jumped backwards and looked around.

A shield had formed around the vendor, further proof of the girl's power. He growled. He would have to keep attacking the girl. Suddenly, he had an idea. Jumping through space again, he directed another attack at the girl. It was once again blocked, but this time, he brought his other hand around and struck her neck. Godly aim holding true, he pierced directly through the Obedience Disk. Quickly, the girl's eyes gained a little bit of light, and the shield around the vendor dropped.

His eyes widened, realizing that he had just lost his most prized possession, and that his life was now in grave danger. He started making a dash towards the nearest thing he could find - Unfortunately, since he hadn't allowed the girl to make weapons, he had nothing of note. A dagger pierced through the man's neck, killing him instantly. Quickly, Loki retracted the blade and cleaned it. The mortal wasn't worthy of staining his silver.

He turned the girl, who was now staring at him expectantly. He looked at her for a second, and then realized she would naturally need assistance in getting the manacles off. He strode over and apologized quietly before making a small slit in her wrist. He noted that there were many scars there, and not all seemed aimed at getting the manacle out.

He made the incision, and the girl, to her benefit, didn't make a sound. Loki saw a flash in her eyes, however, which told him that she felt it all too well. He did the same with the other hand, quietly apologizing again. He then repeated the process with her ankles. Once all of the cuffs were off, a flash of light occurred. For the first time in many years, the witch's power was released. Almost instantly, the holes in her wrists and ankles healed, as well as the hole in her neck, and her mouth broke open as she gasped for air, the first sounds that Loki had heard from her.

Of course he shut her mouth. Words would make an incantation much, much stronger.

The girl, once she had stopped gasping for breath, softly opened her mouth. "...thank you..." The words were quiet, and the voice was hoarse, as if it hadn't felt water in a long time. Loki dipped his head. The girl started making movements with her hands before pulling inwards, and almost instantly, two bracelets appeared on her wrists. Both seemed to be made out of wood, perhaps... Elder? Loki knew not.

Again, the girl seemed to be rejuvenated, and the magic that had been flowing freely throughout the air started to diminish, as if the bracelets were collecting it... or, rather, compressing it. "How long have you been stuck here?" The girl's head turned back to him.

"That depends on... what year this... is..." Her throat was burning. A few more hand motions, and the bracelets glowed. Out of nowhere, fresh water floated in the air, then dropped into a cup that appeared when she held her hand out. Finally, after many many years, the burning in her throat was subdued. Loki watched this display with interest.

"You humans seem to have decided on 2018." The girl thought about it for a few seconds.

"We must be in a different timeline than my own, then." The girl's voice had cleared up, and it came out crisp and... warm, somehow. Loki found it enticing. The girl moved her hands, and a complicated clock appeared before her. "Two hundred years, give or take."

Loki lost his breath for a second. That was not what he had expected! "Do you know who I am?" The girl shook her head.

"No. Do you know who I am?" She questioned. Loki shrugged.

"To an extent. I know that you can do magic, and that you seem exceptionally strong. I am Loki, of Asgard. You are...?"

"Rose Potter, of..." She titled her head, as if she had to remember. "Earth. I am from Earth." Loki looked at her, calculating. A Midgardian. Explains the sign.

"Follow me." He looked her in the eyes, and then turned around and headed towards the tower from which he came.

In a room near the top of the tower that had been gifted to him by the Grandmaster, Loki closed the door. "I'm slightly surprised that you followed me. What if I were to try and kill you?" Rose gazed at him with semi-sparkling eyes.

"There are many a thing worse than death." Loki raised an eyebrow.

"Like?"

"I beg your pardon?" She asked off-handedly.

"What are things worse than death?"

"Two centuries of slavery, for one. Besides, I owe you a Life Debt. If you wished to kill me, I would have to accept it." Loki accepted this answer.

"So, if I asked you to call me 'Mi Lord', you would have to?" Rose's mouth twisted into a frown.

"If that is what you wish, Mi Lord." Loki looked at the girl in shock.

"And if I asked you to climb into bed with me? How old are you, anyway?"

"I am nineteen. And if that's what you wished, Mi Lord." Rose grimaced.

"Well," Loki stood up and clapped once, "luckily for you, I do not wish for a concubine." However subtle, Rose relaxed. "How long have you been nineteen, and how long does this debt last for?"

"As long as I've been a slave, and until I save your life, or repay you in a manner equivalent, Mi Lord." Loki chuckled.

"How can you repay someone for a life?" Rose rolled her eyebrows.

"Welcome to the logic of the human race, Mi Lord."

"Alright, well I need your help with something, actually." Rose's head perked up.

"What is it, Mi Lord?" Loki shook his head.

"You can stop calling me that, it gets on my nerves to be honest with you." Based on the smirk that formed on the girl's lips, this was the wrong thing to say. "Alright, my brother is trapped fighting in these stupid pits, and I kind of need to get him out to deal with the end of the world for my planet." Rose's eyebrows raised.

"Huh. I never thought the Life Debt would be finished so quickly... Mi Lord." She smirked. Loki just shook his head.

"So, are you in or out?" She just narrowed her eyebrows.

"If you've been listening, you would've realized I have to be in. Although, make no mistake, the instant I finish this stupid quest or save your life... I'm out." The last two words were spoken with such finality that Loki had no choice but to agree.

"Alright. So, my brother, he's gotten himself into such a stupid situation that he's made it even more difficult to rescue him."

Up in the Hulk's room, Thor sneezed himself awake. The handmaidens around him picked up their bowls of water and scurried away, leaving behind their rags. Thor looked around. "Damn it Loki..." After all, whenever something happened, it was always Loki's fault.

"So... let me get this straight... You and your brother are gods?" The witch questioned. Loki nodded his head in response.

"You seem to be taking this whole situation rather well."

"Occlumency." She replied, as if that answered everything. Loki looked at her.

"I'm sorry, Occlu-what?"

"Occlumency." Rose repeated. "It's a type of mind-magic. It helps me control my emotions." She explained.

"Mind-magic?" Loki looked at her incredulously, then waved his hand. "Never mind, I don't want to know." Rose nodded her head. That was a wise decision.

"So, you have a plan, right?" She looked at him expectantly.

"Really, we just wait for him to go mad and rampage like he usually does. With any luck, he'll get the Hulk involved in his schemes. What we need, however, is a way off this god-forsaken-" He was cut off by an announcement.

"Sakaar, hear ye. Attention please. I have some bad news. My beloved exalted champion has turned up missing. Take to the streets. Celebrate my champion." It was the Grandmaster. "It seems that that criminally seductive Lord of Thunder has stolen him away. There is another part of this mission if you choose to accept it. Find the one who calls himself Thor and return him here." Loki cursed.

"That makes things... a little more complicated." Suddenly, a head poked into Loki's chambers.

"You have been summoned to the Grandmaster. Your little... friend is free to come as well." Rose bristled with rage as the woman left.

"Did she just insinuate that I was a prostitute?! How dare she assumed that you own me-"

"Well, technically, I do, and also, you are wearing next to nothing." Loki was, luckily, ignored.

"I should hex her right where she stands!" Loki placed his hands on the teen's shoulders.

"We don't need that trouble right now. Let's just... follow her for now. Would you like something to wear first?" Blushing but still furious, Rose nodded. In under three minutes, they made it out of the room, with Rose now in a silver dress and silver heels hidden beneath. The two met up with Valkyrie, who took a single look at Rose and sneered.

"Well, two weeks, your morals lasted longer than most did." She took a gulp of alcohol from a large jug she was carrying and threw it behind her haphazardly, making a certain teenage girl grit her teeth. This was the second time in ten minutes she had been insinuated as a whore! She glared at Loki, who just shook his head.

All of the sudden, the doors opened, and eight guards escorted them in with high-tech outfits.

Loki walked on the right, Valkyrie, and Rose was a pace behind them in the middle. Walking towards the Grandmaster, they could hear him yell, "I'm upset!" which forced Rose to stifle her laughter. However, as they got closer, she managed to control her facial features. "I'm very upset." The Grandmaster said, as if he was a kid... or maybe, as if they were kids. "You know what I like about being upset?" He continued. "The blame. Right now, that's the mindset that I'm in. And you know who I'm blaming?"

Loki raised his hand and interrupted, "Grandmaster, I can-" He was interrupted right back.

"-Hey! Don't interrupt me." Rose was very lucky she had Occlumency to keep herself from laughing, but from the looks of it, neither Loki nor Valkyrie seemed to be having any trouble keeping a straight face.

"Here you are." The woman who had intruded into Loki's room walked up to the Grandmaster's side and held a golden stick with an orb on the end of it out to the Grandmaster. The Grandmaster just looked at her.

"Why are you handing me the melt stick? He was interrupting. That's not a capital violation." He deadpanned. The woman brought the stick back to her side and glared at Loki as if it was his fault. Which it kind of was. "Where was I? My precious champion has come up missing. And it's all because of that Lord of Thunder. All because of him. Your brother." He reminded Loki, as if he could've forgotten. "Whatever the story is. Adopted, or complicated, or you know. I'm sure there's a big history. And your contender..." He pointed at Valkyrie, who looked like she couldn't care less.

"My dear friend," Loki started, spreading out his hands in what seemed to be an appealing gesture. "If you were to give me twelve hours, I could bring them both back to you." He added, "Alive." Rose agreed with this. Twelve hours would give them plenty of time to escape. However, Valkyrie decided to finally contribute to the conversation.

"I could do it in two." Rose's eyes flashed with anger. They then flashed again when Loki responded with, after a pause,

"I could do it in one."

"Let's stop there." The Grandmaster... wiggled his head? "You know what? I woke up this morning thinking about a public execution. But for now, I'll settle for this sweet little... uh... eheh... 'Who's gonna get him first?' Oh, and that girl you have behind you. Who is she?" Rose finally was noticed!

"Just a little sweetheart I picked up an hour or two ago. We were about to have some fun." Loki replied quickly. The 'Little sweetheart' literally shook with rage. In the span of fifteen minutes, she had been insinuated a whore twice, and then literally called a whore! But... she regained her cool quickly. It would do them no good if she lost her temper and killed someone. Or maybe a few people.

The Grandmaster lost his interest. "Alright, whatever. So, you're on the clock." He shooed them away.

"What have you done?" Loki asked Valkyrie as soon as the three of them were behind closed doors.

"I don't answer to you, Lackey." She responded uncaring. "Go have fun with your whore or something, all you'd do is screw me over."

"It's Loki." He replied. "And you will answer to the Grandmaster." Behind them, Rose started to become extremely angry. Loki and Valkyrie exchanged a few blocked blows before Valkyrie brought her hand towards Loki's face. Rose, being bound by her Life Debt, stepped in and grabbed the fist, shocking both other occupants of the hallway. Valkyrie quickly broke her hand free.

"Stop this useless blithering-"

"Stay out of this." Both of them yelled at her. Rose stopped and raised an eyebrow, but took two steps off to the side and shrugging her shoulders.

"Why would you help my brother escape with that green fool?" Loki stared at the grown woman.

"What makes you think I helped him? I don't help anyone." Valkyrie pulled out a dagger to match the knives Loki had pulled. Loki took the bait, and engaged her. Seeing the weapons engaged, Rose got ready to engage if it appeared Loki was unable to match the woman. They parried blows for a few seconds before Loki caught Valkyrie's wrist, and disarmed her blade, casually remarking,

"You're a Valkyrie." Valkyrie seemed to take great rage from this, knocking Loki into a wall. "I thought the Valkyrie had all died gruesome deaths." Rose couldn't react quickly enough to stop the next hit.

"Choose your next words wisely." Was growled in response.

The next words were "I'm terribly sorry. Must be a very painful memory." He grabbed her head, and using Leglimency, Rose saw what they were seeing. A battlefield with warriors and pegasi, all facing down a single woman in a green cloak and a black crown. Many weapons were being thrown at the riders. Rose recognized Valkyrie, and then- she was torn out as Valkyrie removed Loki's hand from her face. She pulled back to punch the god, but Rose finally stepped in.

"That's enough." Rose flew her hand out, and Valkyrie's arm was stopped in mid-air. Their eyes met.

"So you aren't just some common whore, then?" Rose growled.

"Not in the slightest. Keep provoking me, you aren't essential to this mission." Valkyrie tried to bring her other arm around to punch Loki, but that one was caught too. With a flick of her wrist, Rose sent the warrior flying down the hallway, then walked over to Loki. "Are you okay, Mi Lord?" She held out an arm to pick him up.

"Mi Lord?" Valkyrie laughed. "Lackey, I didn't realize you were the type!" She howled as she got up. Both female and male shot glares at her.

"Thanks to this bitch, we're now severely cut on time, Mi Lord." Loki groaned and popped his back.

"Didn't I tell you to stop calling me Mi Lord?" Rose smirked.

"I don't recall that, Mi Lord." Valkyrie was laughing even harder now, and Loki was glaring at her.

"Come on, you two. We must go find my brother. And, as much as I hate it, we need to help him escape. And soon."

Well... that was interesting. I honestly didn't intend for chapter one to be this... long. Well... a brief summary of this, it's going to be a rather long (for me) story, maybe about 40-50k words, and will follow a female Harry Potter stuck in the Marvel Cinematic Universe. This will include the rest of the Thor: Ragnarok movie, Avengers: Infinity War, and once it comes out, Avengers: Endgame. After Endgame is released, I will finish up the story, hopefully.

Ciao, hope you enjoyed!
All due respects,
PJO Fan Power out!