Illusions | Loki & Jane

3. Midgard

"You're place is here my son! In Asgard, with your brother, he needs your smart brain, since he always fails to come up with intelligent ideas." He rolled his eyes thinking about his son, emphasizing the word 'intelligent'.

"Father, I am not planning on living there." Loki tried to explain, when Odin made an attempt to talk his plans out of his head. "I merely want to see for myself how humans are living." he exclaimed determined.

"I can tell you how they are living. Their lives are short, they are always in a hurry, rushing everywhere, because they are afraid that they miss something in their short, little lives. They don't know how to enjoy and they don't know how to live. That is how humans are, you will not find what you seek on Midgard."

"Shouldn't I be finding that out on my own?" Loki looked at Odin incisively, waiting for an objection. The Allfather only sighed and shook his head. "My mind is set, you are staying here. Thor needs to learn a lot from you, if he wants to be king in two years."

"Why don't just make me king?" The black-haired man stood in front of his father with so much pride, as if he had already been crowned.

"You know why!" Odin's expression became more serious. "You are not an heir by bloodline."

"How could I forget." Loki rolled his eyes sarcastically. Ever since he had been to Jotunheim once, to see how Frost Giants really were, because Odin and Frigga had been telling the boys the stories about their war at night, he knew what he was. He had seen his hands change color, when he was there. The same blue-ish color the Frost Giants had as skin.
He had rushed back to Asgard to find Frigga, still shocked from what he had seen. "Is there something you wish to tell me, mother?"

"There are a lot of things I'd wish to tell you, although I don't know what you'd like to hear." She responded, not letting his strange mood affect her.

"I would like to hear, who and what I am!" He said harshly.

His mother's smile faded and for a brief moment he saw sorrow flaring up in her eyes. "How did you find out?"

"Doesn't matter, now tell me."

She had told him about the war and how Odin found him on a rock, abandoned from his own kind, because he was too small. It was a huge shock for Loki and it took him about two years to get over it. He had been angry with everyone and everything, trying to get away from Asgard, not feeling at home anymore, so he eventually found a way to trick Heimdall, the Gatekeeper of Asgard, who could see everything and everyone in every world. He clouded his gaze and so he couldn't see Loki anymore.
After being angry for about 14 months, he decided it had been enough. He wasn't mad at his parents, he was angry at his producer Laufey, who had abandoned him as a baby. Thanks to Odin he was still alive and thanks to Frigga he had come to know motherly love. He didn't want to run anymore, nevertheless he had found a liking in visiting different worlds and he hadn't been to Midgard yet. He had hoped that his father would give him the blessing to go, sadly he did not, so he had no other choice than becoming invisible for Heimdall and leaving on its own to Midgard.

He had been visiting earth - as the humans call it - regularly. He loved the mortals, he found them rather amusing, they reminded him of ants; very vulnerable, always busy, straying from one place to another in a hurry, trying to dispatch as much work as possible on one day, never finding a rest. He already had been to many continents on earth; Europe, Asia, Australia, Africa, but he had to admit that he enjoyed walking along the streets of New York the most, since the people there were even more stressed than elsewhere. He loved to pretend to be one of them, wearing a suit, as if he had just been working somewhere important; at the bank or as a politician. Most people ignored him, yet some noticed him and stared at him. A lot of women tried to flirt with him, sending him invites to come and talk to them with their eyes, for example by winking and smiling at him. He had never accepted the invitation, since he would never chose a mortal woman over an Asgardian, yet he enjoyed giving them signals back. He had enough choice in Asgard, why would he waste his time on someone, who was dying as fast as a heartbeat. To him 100 years was nothing, it was like a day or a second.

Yes, he had seen a lot of mortal women gazing at him, yet none had been like her. He had just been eating at a local Chinese restaurant, feeling a little bit ill, since the food had tasted quite weird, when he was walking down the street, feeling another woman staring at him. He couldn't hide a smirk, he did feel self-confident with all the recognition of his charms and handsomeness. He chose not to look at her right away, he wanted to surprise her by looking at her, just when she thought that he hadn't noticed her. And so he did and looked into deep, brown eyes. Most women looked at him slightly admiring and idolizing, he had expected to see an expression that suited that, however it didn't. The brown eyes were staring at him in fear for only a brief moment, before they had been ripped off of him again, yes it had been very clearly fear. This had caught him off guard slightly. He had smiled at her and had seen her turn away from him, even more after that. Did she know who he was? No impossible, she was a mortal, how could she ever know that he was an Odinson, a Demigod and brother of Thor.

He turned around seeing her walk next to this strange man, who went on talking about things, not noticing that his girl was being distracted. He did find her beautiful for her kind, but she looked so fragile, nevertheless he had the feeling she had some strength in her as well, even if she didn't look like it. Loki saw the woman turning around, so he quickly made an illusion, where he was invisible, blending into his surroundings. She looked directly into his eyes and he stopped breathing. Did she see him? She could never see him! Even Odin and Thor never knew, when he had been using illusions and when not, they never saw him, how could she be looking into his eyes?

For a moment his heartbeat quickened and his palms were sweating, he really didn't hope that she knew who or what he was! Luckily the man had noticed that she was standing in the middle of the street, gazing back to the direction they had come from. He asked her something and the mortal's attention went back to him and her route.

Loki exhaled relieved. That was very strange. He thought, following the woman with his eyes, until she had disappeared around the corner. When she was gone, he shrugged off his worries. What was he scared about? It was a mortal he was thinking about and on top of that, he would probably never see her again, so why the anxiety? He continued his stroll until late at night, before he returned to Asgard.

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A/n: Well what a surprise xD it was him.

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