A women with long, pitch black hair ran down the street. She might have been running from her problems mentally, but physically she was just out on her daily run. She went past a corner and up the steps of a large apartment building. She unlocked the door and instead of the elevator took the stairs. She reached her apartment on the eighth floor and walked in. She sat on her couch and took out her headphones. Ophelia Hathaway was no ordinary woman. While she appeared like that, her insides craved something else. Ophelia worked as a librarian, and a ASL interpreter as a side job. She was 25, and lived in a two bedroom apartment in Bibury, England. She lived an average life, everyday she went to work in the morning, then after work went for a run, came home and made dinner, then sometimes went to the club. She was one of the more sexy ladies of the town, and a lot of guys knew her. But none of them would fill her cravings for what she really wanted, which is yet to be shown.Ophelia panted as she stood up in her kitchen and grabbed a glass of water. Just as she did this there was a lot of sirens from outside. She looked out the window to see cop cars and fire trucks pass by. A vibration went through her hip to her stomach and Ophelia picked her phone out of her pocket. "Hello?""Ophelia! Oh my god, have you seen the flippin' news? Turn on the telly!" Ophelia shook her head at her older sister. "Elsie, remember? Me cable's down. Ben's gonna fix it for me when he gets back." Her sister huffed into the speaker, but was cut off by something flying through her apartment wall.
Ophelia looked up a bit from the rubble covered ground. There was glass all over the place and all the furniture was pushed over. There was screams from outside, and Ophelia sat up fully and looked around. Her hand no longer held her phone, and as she stood up with wobbly knees, a large piece of wall moved. She froze, but it was flipped over entirely and a man stood, his back to her. She gasped and walked right up to him. She didn't give a crap who he was, he had no business in her home. "Hey!" She yelled. He turned to her and she stopped walking. He looked over her with green eyes. His hair was just past his shoulders and he wore a green tunic and black pants. She realized who he was. "What, the fuck, are you doing in my house?!" She yelled. He was a bit taken back but suddenly a large man appeared behind him, wearing sliver armor and a red cape. She also recognized him from the news when there was an attack on New York a little while ago. Thor."Brother!" The blond yelled at the other man. The dark haired one quickly grabbed Ophelia by the hair and held her head in a certain way. "Thor, one more step and her neck will be a broken mess." He called back at the Thunder God. Ophelia turned her head slightly at the man holding her. "Are you King Loki of Asgard?" She asked. He frowned a bit but them a devilish smile formed on his face. "Yes, I am." He looked back at his older brother, showing off his white teeth. "Some don't remember that." A green haze showed around the mischievous God and Ophelia, and Thor ran forward. "Loki!"
She opened her eyes to see an empty motel parking lot on a ghostly highway. She pulled away from him and walked forward a bit. "Where the hell are we?" He picked at something on his nail. "Outside your city.""Why the fuck, would you take me with you?" She yelled at him as she got in his face. He wiped a small drop of spit off his cheek. "I didn't mean or want to." He stepped away from you and looked around. "Well now that you know where I am, I will have to kill you." With a wave of his hand a knife appeared in his hand. Ophelia backed up against the cold wall of the motel. "No, no! I won't tell anyone!" When he didn't stop walking she reached in her bra and pulled out a small pistol. He quickly stopped walking. "Where did you get that from? Why would you carry a weapon while..being active?" He looked at her yoga pants and tank top. "How did you even fit..?" He mumbled. Ophelia put it down and shrugged. "I dunno. You never know when someone could jump ya." Loki sighed and too put his weapon down. "We are at an impasse. I can not kill you, yet I would hate for you to tell everyone where I stay." Ophelia sat down on the pavement and thought for a moment. "I could help you..."
He shook his head and started towards the motel. His tunic and pants switched to a black suit with another wave of his hand. "Loki, wait!" Ophelia ran after him. He ignored her and walked to the desk. He rang the desk bell with annoyance. "Loki, I'm going to start screaming." He looked at her and scowled. "You. Are. Not. Helping. Me!" He sharply whispered. Ophelia shrugged and scrunched up her face. "Oww!" She screamed. Loki stepped back, surprised at her. "I'm sorry I forgot! You don't have to hit me!" She continued. Loki quickly looked around. "Shut up!" They both heard someone coming down the stairs. Loki quickly flicked his hand and Ophelia's hair was done nicely and she was wearing a green dress and a black fur coat. Just then a short, thin man came around a corner with a frantic look on his face. "Ma'am?' He asked. Ophelia had tears coming down her face and she was holding her cheek. "I feel terrible!" She said. "My husband Lee here," she gestured to the confused Loki. "Told me to remember one thing. One thing! His paper work....but I forgot it!" She stuffed her face in her hands. "I deserved to get beat! Oh darlin'.." She wrapped her hands around Loki's arm. Loki rolled his eyes the act that Ophelia was putting on. "No, no, ma'am." The manager said. "No bird as pretty as yourself should have to get that.." Ophelia leaned against the counter, showing off her large breasts to the manger. "Do you really think so.." She asked seductively. The mangers forehead started to sweat and she read his name tag. "Mr. Mole?" She added. He giggled like a school boy and stood up straight. "How about a room? On the house? For the...lovely couple?" Ophelia jumped back and smiled a fake smile. "Oh, would you? You cheeky darlin'!" She playfully batted her hand at him like a cat. Mr. Mole turned around and grabbed a set of keys. "Follow me." He stuck his elbow out and Ophelia took it. Loki followed with a roll of his eyes.
As the three reached the door, Mr. Mole felt Ophelia's coat. "I like this, what is it? Mink?" She laughed and bit her lip. "Oh, I think it's bear." The manager nodded and Loki once again rolled his eyes at the man's stupidity. He opened the door for them. "Tell me if you need anything, pretty bird." He smiled at the raven-haired women. She winked and closed the door behind him once he left. Ophelia turned to see Loki with his arms crossed across his chest. Ophelia smiled innocently and shrugged. "That, Loki," She took of the coat. "Is how you get what you want 'round here." He still watched her with a poker face. She turned at him again and her smile dropped. "What?" Loki simply shook his head and sat on the edge of the queen sized bed. He rubbed his forehead. "Woman, " He sighed. "I-" He didn't notice but she had stepped right in front of him and put her index finger to his lips.
"Ophelia."
Loki smiled. "Ophelia.." he echoed. "Derived from the Greek name Ophelos, which means 'Help'. Also a character in a play, by some Midgardian named Shasepear..Shackpear? In the play she drowns herself for her love; Hamlet." Opheila nodded and clapped dramtically. "I certainly wouldn't think some pompous God like yourself would know about Shakespeare." He raised his eyebrows. "Well, I certainly wouldn't think some lustful snake like yourself would know about a pompous God like me." Ophelia sat beside him and laughed. "Everyone knows who you are. You were all over the telly. And those Avengers. What I don't get though, is why are you in Bibury, England of all places?"
Loki cracked his knuckles and leaned back a bit. "Well, that is a tale."
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Ophelia (Loki x OC)
FanfictionTakes place after Avengers but before Thor 2. Loki escapes from prison in Asgard and literally crashes into a young Midgardian. She is like no other he has met, She is smart and sexy, cunning and dominant. He hates her but is also intrigued. Witho...