All the ways lead to Sakaar

Chapter 1

Loki was always an expert in avoiding death. In faking death. In taking other's death. And in making others die, if he was to be completely honest with himself.

Making it short he was acquistanced with it on quite a high level.

And he actually never thought he was going to die.

At least not until now.

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The first thing Darcy has noticed when she opened her eyes was that she wasn't dead.

Yet. 

Because the smell she felt was surely going to kill her soon and what’s more it definitely meant she was not in heaven.

The other thing she noticed was that something sharp was pinching her back. She winced and reached under herself trying to find the source of pain. 

She caught something in a form of hexagon and when she took it she had to blink a few times to make sure its real.

She was holding a Rubik's Cube.

What on earth?

Darcy slowly and carefully sat down. She felt a bit dizzy at first, but it was no pain. She shook her head trying to guess what the heck just happened. 

The last thing she remembered was a desert with some modest building in the middle of it and an indistinct view of Jane’s car.

“Damn.” She murmured to herself. Her friend’s studies were always ending like that. She should have known better then to go for some weird device to the trunk alone, just because she didn’t want to spend time with Ian.

Though he wouldn’t help her much, if she was to be honest.

After all no one can stop a freakin’ tornado, which takes you up in one place and throw you down in the other. The only thing would be that she wouldn’t be here alone.

Darcy frowned with anxiety. 

Maybe she was dead. 

But no, it was impossible. She couldn’t imagine herself anywhere not in heaven. The only bad thing she ever did was the way she broke up with Ian. And maybe lying. And informing police about her neighbors little, but loud party, despite the fact she had a much bigger and louder party the day before and nobody called the police.

All right. She wasn’t saint, but come on! Nobody’s perfect and it didn’t mean that she shouldn’t end up in heaven.

Only then she started sobering up enough to start noticing things that were farer than her own legs.

Just then she actually realize her glasses were gone and she saw nothing except for few closest meters before her.

Though even without them she could definitely say that it looked like one big garbage dump. And she was sitting on the garbage hill made of bottles, paper and other stuff like this.

Well, that would explain this stench.

Darcy checked her iPhone squinting her eyes. She had no idea where was she, but it was always worth trying. 

But no. 

She didn’t have even a little bit of range. She hid her phone and looked around more precisely. 

From every side of the hill there were visible the other huge hills of rubbish. Or at least she thought they were rubbish, because she really didn't see much. 

Although, when Darcy turned around to check what was behind her, she felt a little spark of hope. 

Not so far away from her there was something what just had to be city that is if the huge column in the middle was, as she assumed, a tall colourful skyscraper.