Heart of a Dragon Rider (Revised) (Loki x Reader)

1: The Lost Dragon

As a Dragon Rider there were a few rules one had to follow. One; Always be compassionate. Two; Always put your dragon's needs before your own. Three; never, and I mean never, interact with an Asgardian.

I didn't really understand the last rule, and at this point I was to scared to ask. I knew that a few hundred years ago, long before I was born, Drakarus, the home planet of all dragons, and Asgard, had a major war. Like make planets uninhabitable, major. But like I said before, that happened hundreds of years ago. One would think it would be all water under the bridge by now. Apparently it was not, and I wasn't the type of person to influence change despite what everyone thought about me after my choosing ceremony.

I was the type of person to keep my head down and never cause any problems. I fallowed the rules, I did what I was told, and I never stepped out of line.

So you could imagine my panicked surprise when the two princes of Asgard came into the very same restaurant I was eating in one afternoon when I was on a mission for the crown.

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A dragon had made its way to Earth, a cute little planet in the Milky Way System. Most people from Drakarous absolutely despised missions to Earth. They said the pollution was terrible and the inhabitants were all strange. None of them could ever figure out how to get along and always seemed to be angry with one another over the stupidest conflicts. Worst of all there seamed to be very minimal magic on Earth.

Yes, I could see all the problems my comrades pointed out. And yes, they were all valid. Though, I never really found Earth to be all that terrible
of a place. Especially if I just kept my head down and did my job. Contrary to popular belief I liked humans. Even if most of the galaxy saw them as a weak pathetic race. I was always amazed by their persistence, and how they always seamed to keep getting up no matter how many times they got knocked down.

Anyway, there I was in a small rundown restaurant in the middle of the redwoods happily eating my delicious hamburger when two big tall men walked in through the small little entryway.

They caught my attention the moment I saw them from the corner of my eye. Not only was their presence beyond noticeable, but their clothes were something out of this world. Both men wearing glittering amor made with the most detailed designs I had ever seen. Material that looked to be gold and silver, but was probably something much more valuable.

That's when my brain caught up to what I was seeing. These two men weren't just some regular important people, they were one of the most important and infamous people in the galaxy. They were the princes of Asgard.

I swallow down my bite dryly, too shocked to do anything other than stare at the two brothers from my booth by the window.

"Inform me once again why father insisted for us both to come to this retched planet?" The dark prince asked. I believed his name was 'Loki' if I was remembering that right from school.

"Do you not remember anything from our briefing, brother?" The golden prince asked. I think his name was 'Thor.' "And here I thought you prided yourself on knowledge."

"I remember the briefing." The dark prince snapped. "I just don't understand why father needed both of us to go on some wild goose chase. Everyone knows the dragons have been extinct for hundreds of years. Whatever your friends said they saw must have been something else. Do you really believe father missed a dragon during the war?"

"I must admit that would be rather uncharacteristic of him." The golden prince admitted. "But if he did it is of the most importance to have both of us here to take care of it."