Loki, me, and Transformers!

What a discovery

Quite the discovery for Thor and Loki to find themselves on a planet strongly similar to Midgard in so many ways. The Autobots have no involvement what so ever with the two brothers landing on a planet that was made in case Earth had a certain end that left many hours to evacuate the planet even if saving it was their last choice.

Their sudden arrival had happened hours after dropping Ivy off on one of the ships carrying humans. Ivy had been so...silent. It is like she fell in a endless phase of darkness. To Loki it was only typical from a human seeing their homeworld die before their eyes.

Loki had checked if Ivy's mother was aboard any of the ships.

Christina is not aboard.

Christina had been either raptured or killed by the cyberformatting material.

Now Loki is in a city with a name ripped of the original New York City.

He's in New NEW york city with Thor.

"A medium?" Thor asks. "Why see a medium when there is Seers?"

"I have more questions than you have," Loki said. "And most of these seers on New Midgard are frauds or truly born with the gift to see the future." Loki points off to a store right across with the Psychic sign up. "I don't know how they were not raptured."

With a sigh Loki went through a open door and the bell chimed its usual ring.

The door slammed into Thor's face.

The Medium's store is cozy,comfy, and just very relaxing oriented.

"Hello?" Came the voice of a rather high pitched woman.

Loki looks up from the menu towards a woman in dark clothing and bad eyeliner.

"Miss Mix," Miss Mix said, holding her hand out. "Hmm..." She licks her lips. "You're that god?"

Loki shook her hand, just to be polite, with a fake smile.

"Not that god," Loki said. Loki points towards the door where we can see Thor is walking down the not so active roads towards the Psychic's store. "That god is outside going to the fake seer."

Miss Mix ends the handshake with a small laugh.

"The spirits tell me you're here for something," Miss Mix said, raising a brow. "Yet they give me no answer."

"It concerns...some one I knew." Loki said. "Someone I once had a relationship with."

Miss Mix's eyebrows rested.

"Right this way...." Miss Mix starts to say.

"Loki." Loki finishes for Miss Mix.

"Right this way, Mr Loki." Miss Mix said, pointing off to the doorway.

Miss Mix backs away under the curtain of beads and disappeared out of Loki's view. He looks towards the menu. The conversations with the 'beloved ones' cost one hundred two dollars. Is that how much they prize their conversations?, Loki thought holding his hand above the table, honestly this is very foolish making it a hundred.

A flash of green surfaced on the gray counter. In a moment or two the fog of green parts away leaving a one hundred dollar bill with two 1-dollar bills appeared on the counter. Very foolish but Loki had to know. Loki had the slightest of all suspicions.

Ivy survived the radioactive blast.

Just how much could this be real?

Loki apparates himself into the room where the Medium is in. Loki lands in a chair across from Miss Mix. In the middle of the room is a round table with a unique long colored cloth, a white circular piece of fabric in the middle, and deep scars all over the maroon room seemingly so real enough some demon could have done it. Of course the table has two chairs. It made Loki's stomach go into knots thinking what could have happened in here.