*No More Tricks*

Encounter

Still in Loki's point of view

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After thinking about it for a while, i decided to go pay her a visit. But i couldn't go as myself or else Heimdall would let mother and Odin know. Instead, I made myself look like Thor. As I entered the room, Heimdall looked at me curiously. 

"I must go visit this newfound goddess immediately." I said (as Thor) Heimdall just kept staring at me. He opened the portal and as I was about to leave he said, "one thing before you leave"  I turned around to face him 

"be careful, Loki"  before i could say anything to him i was sucked into the portal that would take me to Midgard. I fell with a thud. It hurt a bit to get up. People around me kept staring and they seemed to remember who I was. I still looked like Thor. They started running towards me and I didn't quite know what to do. They kept getting closer. Suddenly I felt a hand grab mine. My body changed and I went back to being me. I looked at the person shocked. It was a woman. She looked at me and told me to run. We ran for a while and finally we lost all the people that were after us. We hid behind a store. She made sure no one was looking and grabbed my hand again. We then transported to another place. It was what the Midgardians call an apartment I believe. She let go of my hand. She sat down and asked me to do the same. The furniture did not seem too different from the one back in Asgard or the one in my room. But the one in my room was made of gold. I sat down expecting it to be uncomfortable but it was quite uh, what do they call it?.......ah yes "comfy". she looked at me. Her expression unreadable. "what are you doing here, Loki?" she knows me. she knows who I am...

"How do you  know me...?" she smiled "I'm Ruby. At least that's the last name I've given myself." I sat there staring at her with a blank expression "you...you gave the name to yourself?"

"yes. My parents came up with the worst horrible name for me. Even I can't pronounce it. But I'll write it down for you" she got up and went somewhere. seconds later she had a paper and pen in her hand. she wrote her name very fast as if she was doing it for the 100th time. she gave me the piece of paper. I carefully took it. Our hands touching for a fraction of a second. I read the paper. Her true name was Sága . "This is a very weird name. No offense" she laughed she has a beautiful laugh  

"None taken. i haven't used that name ever. and after they died I stayed with their friends. They saw my powers and basically kicked me out." powers? she has powers?   "but oh well, that was centuries ago. now, whenever I've been living somewhere for more than 20 years, i just move and change my name." centuries ago? she's the goddess

I stood up very quickly. "You're the goddess!" she gave me a puzzled look. "uh what?" 

"I overheard my family speak about you." she seemed afraid as I said that. "Your family? Your family knows about me?" I looked at her not understanding why her mood had changed so quickly. she looked down and said, "come with me to the kitchen" I followed her into the kitchen and she gave me what she called a "caramel frappe" i tried it and it was actually good. "how did you make this delicious drink?" she smiled "i usually just get it from Starbucks" "Starbucks...?" "It's a place where you can go and buy coffee. when you fell from Asgard I was there getting this."  "We don't have 'Starbucks in Asgard'" she laughed. i like hearing her laugh. it's such a beautiful sound. "Ruby?" she looked up at me "yes.....Loki?" "did something happen between you and Odin and my mother?" she sighed

"I was born in Asgard. Centuries ago. For some reason my parents left Asgard and came here. My mother told me, before she died, that if I ever went back to Asgard, my life would change forever. And it could be for the worst, not for the best. I did some research on the name they gave me. Apparently, in Asgard, I'm known as 'an obscure goddess'. I've never used my powers in an evil way. That's not the way my parents raised me. But I still can't control them very well and I'm pretty sure that's what my parents feared. That one day I would do something so bad, the king and queen would make me a prisoner or even kill me"

I looked at her, thinking about all she said.