Loki Fanfic

Prologue

I gasped as I noticed the figure stood in the shadows of my room. The mug of coffee began to slip from my hands, but before it hit the floor, the tall silhouette had caught it, not a single drop spilt. He reached for the light switch, forcing the room from darkness as he flipped the switch.

I could see him properly now. Tall, lean but muscular. Ebony black hair swept back from his face and enchanting eyes that I could never determine as to whether they were green or blue. His skin was pale, and his attire was far from what I would have expected; a plain white t-shirt and jeans. My mouth opened and closed, I was unable to form a coherent sentence. I felt myself begin to fall, and the last thing I remembered was his devilish smile as I blacked out, his name at my lips.

Chapter 1

Renn:

"Oh, back in the land of the living are we?" he said as I regained consciousness. As the memories came flooding back to me, I stood and promptly fell over again. "Hang on," he laughed, "You hit your head badly."

"Loki?" I breathed, sitting with my back against the wall, trying to focus my eyes on his face. He smiled.

"The one and only."

As the room began to stop spinning, I asked,

"What are you doing here? After all these years? Why now?" His perfect forehead creased.

"Is that all that you're interested in Renn?" he asked, a subtle hint of hurt evident in his voice.

I laughed out loud. He looked at me curiously. "What else did you expect me to say?" I exclaimed, " 'Oh, hi Loki, I haven't seen or spoken to you since we were children on Asgard but oh you're here now in my room, let's pretend nothing happened!' Seriously!" I stood up, and this time, I was steady. He stood as well. He had changed very little since we were children. He was taller, more muscular, but apart from that he was the same, just older. Everything he had been as a child was still there.

Loki:

She had changed. I could see nothing of the young girl I had been such close friends with. All that remained that I could distinguish her by was her eyes and hair. Her hair fell in soft auburn waves to her shoulder blades, and her eyes were the colour of slate. I could think of nothing to say to her. The visit had been an impulse, I had not planned it. Since being stripped of most of my powers and left here on Earth, I had not been up to much. But when I had seen her earlier that day, I had felt feelings I thought I would never feel stirring inside myself.

"I needed to speak to you, is that such an inconvenience?" I said slowly. Something seemed to unsettle her, but she motioned for me to sit, and then left the room. I was in half mind to follow her, but she returned almost instantly with a drink for me. She handed the cup of steaming liquid to me then took a seat on the bed next to me.

"What did you want to talk about?" she enquired, not looking at me.

I took a deep breath, and then began.

"When you left, my world was left empty. You meant everything to me. You were the only person who seemed to understand me, like me even. I mean, apart from Thor, but that's beside the point…" I trailed off.

Renn:

"I missed you…" I whispered into the silence. From the corner of my eye, I saw his hand tense around the coffee cup. I looked up. He was staring at me intently with those beautiful eyes, holding my gaze.

"And I, you." He replied just as quietly. He put the mug down, turned to face me and took my hands in his. Our eyes never left each other's. "You look so different," he mused "I almost didn't recognise you." I smiled weakly.

"Well, that's what happens after a century of being stranded on Earth." I replied. "Loki…" I began, "Why are you here?"

He inhaled deeply before answering, "I was banished. I tried to take over Midgard and failed. Odin banished me to Earth and stripped me of my powers." He seemed reluctant to express his feelings like this. But I was troubled. The Loki I knew as a girl would never have done such a thing. I didn't press him any further though. I simply smiled and asked him;

"Wanna stay the night?"

"I would be most grateful. I haven't been able to find a residence of my own as of yet. Thank you Renn." he replied, his smile returning. I smiled back.

I laughed "It's okay. Erm, I'll get some sheets and you can take the couch."

Loki:

As I lay there that night, all I could think of was how happy I had felt just to be in Renn's presence. Though I was doubtful that she thought the same, I couldn't help thinking that my feeling of friendship had flourished to be more than that over the last few hours.

Whilst Renn had been readying a bed for me, I had taken the opportunity to look around her apartment. It was clean, tidy but small. Bedroom, living room, kitchen and bathroom. From what I could gather from the belongings scattered around, Renn was the only person living here.

As I lay there thinking, I heard sounds of distress coming from the bedroom. I sat bolt upright, immediately worried for Renn's safety. I got silently to my feet and walked over to the bedroom door which she had left slightly ajar. Through the gloom I saw Renn, head in her hands, muffled sounds of sobbing coming from her hunched figure.

"Renn?" I asked, my voice hushed, "Are you okay?"

She seemed startled at my presence, and at once tried to hide the fact that she was crying from me.

"How long have you been there?" she asked; her voice shaky.

"Are you okay?" I repeated, walking into the room and sitting next to her on the edge of the bed. She sniffed,

"I had a nightmare, that's all." She said, "I'm fine Loki, really, you can go."

I looked at her, eyebrows raised in disbelief. She looked up at me, her grey eyes sparkling like stars in the dim light and from the tears that were still in her eyes. Though she was obviously unhappy, I could not help but think how beautiful she was, innocent, vulnerable. In that short space of time, I made a silent vow to protect her and let nothing ever harm her. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her close to me.

"Okay," I whispered into her hair, "Okay." She embraced me in return before I got up to go back to my make-shift bed. Suddenly, she grabbed my arm. I turned.

"Don't go," she said, so quietly I could barely hear it, "Stay with me please…"

I smiled a little and slid under the duvet beside her. She curled up against my chest, the tears on her face dampening the thin material. I waited until I was sure she was sound asleep before I allowed myself to drift off into a dreamless sleep.