Sherloki'd (When worlds collide)

Chapter 1

Loki had been hiding on earth for quite some time now. Hiding on the streets of London, he could almost hear his brother mocking voice now 'look at the would be king now', he hate Thor more than he had ever hated anyone in his life for banishing him from Asgard, now he lived on the streets with the Midgardians. The sky was darker than usual this particular night, rain poured from the sky like t had been opened by he gods, and he was sure with Thor around that it probably had been just to spite him further. His sleek black hair stuck to the sides of his face as he paced down one of the familiar alleyways. A dark figure stood ahead of him and appeared to be talking to homeless man sat on the street. Loki slipped into a closed doorframe and peeked out watching the stranger, he was tall with dark hair, his coat was upturned and hid part of his face, he looked mysterious and Loki wanted to find out more. The stranger suddenly turned and walked away. Loki quickly followed pulling his soaked jacket around him as tight as he could in an attempt to keep out the rain, he walked quickly trying to keep up with the stranger.

The man keeps walking until he reaches the end of the path, he stops and turns around. Loki assumes he must have heard him following, he quickly pulls up his damp hood and covers his head and leans against the wall trying to blend into the darkness. The figure turns and starts to walk towards him but stops a few feet away and speaks instead "Who are you and why are you following me?" Loki moves into the middle of the ally

"Oh wouldn't you like to know" he says in his usual arrogant tone. The stranger frowned at him and seemed to be analysing everything abut him his eyes searching his figure before he spoke. "Strange, there is no clue as to who you are now that is rare" he smiled like he had just been given a surprise gift. This makes Loki angry as he wants there mortals to fear hi no view him as a toy. "You are just a mere mortal you would not understand it is beyond the confides of your puny little mind" he almost spits the words at him in spite.

"Well you defiantly have a superiority complex that much is obvious" he smirks.

"I have nothing of the sort! I am a God and you will fear me!" he steps forward pulling down his hood revealing his dark green smouldering eyes and the anger in his face. The stranger holds out his hands as if to defend himself "I do not believe in God's and even if i did you are not what i would picture a God to looks like" he chuckled. Loki grew more angry now and stepped towards the figure aggressively using his magic to create multiple copies of himself around the man. "I am Loki of Asgard! I am a God and you are nothing mortal now kneel before me and tell me who you are before I rip out your heart myslef!" The stranger looked around quickly obviously bewildered by the identical copies that now surrounded him, he did not kneel but spoke calmly "I am Sherlock Holmes and you are clearly not of this world" he smiled. Loki was about to make a snide comment when he heard the thunder clap in the sky and his head turned upwards the clones disappearing quickly and he pulled up his hood bolting for the nearest cover.

Sherlock is confused and glances up at the sky, when he looks back the strange man was gone. He walked slowly back to Baker Street thinking over what just happened to him. It was obvious that this man was not from their world but he had nothing else to go on. He made it back and let himself into the building and climbed the stairs to his flat. John was sat watching the TV still just as he had been when he left. "Do you have nothing better to do than watch that rubbish?" he moans and takes off his coat and scarf hanging them on the door. John doesn't even look up at him, he drinks the rest of his tea and stands up "Actually i have a date so I'm off out now" he picked up his jacket and slipped it on grabbing his keys. Sherlock just nods at him and walks over to the fireplace and picks up his violin. John going on dates was a regular and no longer interesting subject, they never went very well and they never interested Sherlock especially when he has new things to think about like mystery strangers in the night. John left silently without another word and locked the door behind him. Sherlock began to play his usual tune on his violin and went into deep thought trying to figure out this mystery stranger.

Loki had been sat in the dark corner of a flooded subway for several hours trying to remain hidden from Thor, he knew that using his magic would allow Thor to find him but he was so angry with this Sherlock Holmes that he couldn't help himself, he wanted to show him who and what he was, he wanted the stupid mortal to kneel before him, like they all should. His body shuddered with the cold the water, he needed somewhere better to hide and quickly before he became ill. He waded his way out of the subway and walked back to the ally where he had met the stranger, he used a very mild tracking spell to reveal his footprints knowing it would not be trackable for Thor. He walked slowly his muscles aching with the cold and followed the mans steps making his way to Baker Street. He walked for what felt like an eternity before he saw the footsteps disapear behind the door of 221B Baker Street, he knocks quickly feeling fatigue setting in.

Sherlock hears the door and stops playing quickly, he places the violin on the and slowly makes his way out of the flat and down the stairs, he sees a dark figure behind the glass and opens the door slowly, as he does the body of the strange man falls in, he catches him instinctively and hauls him up, he's unconscious, he kicks the door closed and carries him up the stairs quickly and into the flat. He lays him down on the black sofa next to the entrance of the flat, he feels that he is ice cold and runs to get some blankets and clean clothes. He changes him drying him off and tries to warm him up, he sits with him and waits for him to wake.

Loki wakes slowly, he looks around and tries to figure out where he is. He turns his head and see's Sherlock, he sits up slowly and looks at him. Sherlock sees him move and look round to him. "Oh the gods awake then" he smirks and looks away and down at a book he had been reading "So what can I do for you, apart from saving your life I mean" Loki's face grew angry and he threw the blanket off of him "I didn't need saving!"

"Right I'll remember that the next time you collapse through a door onto me" he smirked. Loki tried to calm himself. "Well the least you could do is tell me your name if your not going to thank me" Sherlock looked over to him and waited for him to reply. Loki looked back at him and sighed knowing he wouldn't stop asking until he told him anyway. "Loki, my name is Loki" Sherlock smiled triumphantly and stood up walking to the kitchen and grabbed the two cups of tea on the side and walked back handing one to Loki "Well Loki you will feel better once you drink this". Loki takes the cup from him and peers into it, he takes a sip and almost spits it back out "I am not drinking that it's disgusting!" he holds the cup back out to Sherlock. He takes it and places it on the side and cocks an eyebrow intrigued. "Why are you looking at me like that?" Loki asks defensively.

"I'm trying to figure you out Loki your not like anyone I've ever met before"

"I should think not" he smirks and sits back on the sofa feeling better now he was safely hidden from Thor. "So do you live here alone?" Sherlock was a little surprised by his sudden change in subject.

"Uh no I live here with my flatmate John"

"So John's your mate?" Loki asked inquisitively.

"Yes" Sherlock replied casual clearly not understanding what Loki was really implying.

"But how do you procreate you are both of the same sex?"

"Oh no not that kind of mate, John is a friend nothing more" Sherlock was caught off guard by his question and stuttered a bit and this made Loki chuckle "I did not mean to make you uncomfortable I was merely interested in your preferences" he sat forward leaning on his knees with his elbows still smiling at Sherlock. Sherlock frowned for a moment before he understood Loki's implication "Are you trying to ask me if I'm gay?"

"Yes Sherlock I am surprised it took you so long to understand the question" he sat back again looking a little disappointed, this only made Sherlock answer faster. "I'm Asexual i don't see a point to lovers" he said casually looking away. Loki's smile grew wider and his eyes bored into Sherlock "Well I'll take that as a challenege" he sniggered and stood quickly making his way over to this interesting mystery man running his hand into his dark locks and pulling his mouth to his own quickly crushing his lips underneath his own.