A Changed Man (A Loki fan fiction)

Loki's POV

I sighed. This is exactly why I wanted to leave Asgard.. because all I did was sit around and be ignored. Whats happening now!? I get out of bed and open the door leading to a hallway. 

"Danielle?" no answer. I see my scepter lie on the table. I go to pick it up when a voice rings out "Miss Danielle has gone for a meeting. Is there anything I can assist you with?"

I look around and see nobody. "SHOW YOURSELF, MORTAL!"

"Im a software, I cannot show myself. But I can assist you in any way you require."

I take my scepter and point it to a black box where I think the man might be hiding and shoot. The box explodes. At that instant, Danielle walks in.

"What the hell are you doing...!!?" 

"There is a man in your house!" I reason. 

"Thats Jarvis!" She seems distressed. "Jarv?"

"Speaker 6 is destroyed." The man's voice comes. 

"Yeah, i noticed. Luckily nothing else. Clean that up, would you?"

"Right away. Shall I also e-mail Prada to cancel your lunch?"

"Yeah, i got a lot more on my plate here..." Danielle looks at me. I wonder what that means. 

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(in the guest room.)

"Okay, rule number 1; you can be the god of all the planets in the universe, but in my house, you keep the scepter with me unless you need it to go home or something."

I stand up from the chair she made me sit in. "I am a god! And I will not be told what to do by a species as low as yourself!"

"I saved you!"

"I did not ask it."

"Well buddy, thats just your hard luck that I wanted to help you!" she shouts.

"Help me!? Your backward methods of medicine could have poisoned me!"

"It stings a little, you dont have to be a baby about it!" 

"ENOUGH!" 

"Is there a problem, Miss?" Jarvis asks. 

"No, jarv... carry on." Danielle looks at me angrily. 

I put down the scepter. "I apologise. I wasn't thinking."

When were you ever!? I read her mind. 

"Loki.. I know this is probably new for you." she starts. "I know it would be hard to talk or whatever, but this..." she motions to the hallway "...is not going to work." 

I am angered that this mortal female talks down to me like a child, but I gather she's probably correct. I force a smile and try to co-operate. But the fact that I am willingly submitting myself to this mortal disgusts me. 

Humans want freedom and yet crave subjugation... I am willing to offer the truth of freedom, yet I must submit. Pathetic. 

"You dont have to submit." she remarks. I look up at her. Can she read my mind? "You just have to try and be like us, if you plan on staying. Which I still don't understand. But you probably need time."

She leaves, closing the door softly behind her. I am still shocked about what she told me. Did I hear her right? You dont have to submit.

How did she know?