Beyond The Stars (UNDER REVISION)

New Challenges

I stand in front of the old care home, arms crossed. The demotion sounds ring loudly in my ears. "I swear, I left him right here."

"Right here on the sidewalk or right there where the building is being demolished? Great planning."

"How was I supposed to know? Can't see into the future. I'm not a witch."

"No? Then why do you dress like one?"

Loki looks offended. "Hey!"

"I can't believe you're alive. I saw you die. I mourned for you, cried for you."

"I'm honored?"

I see two girls eyeing us. "Ask him."

"Hi. Would you mind taking a picture with us?"

"Oh, sure..." The girls giggle and pose. Loki and I exchange a look. He gives me a soft smile, but I scoff and turn away from him. "Start figuring out where he is."

The girls walk over to me. "May we?" They ask with a smile. I chuckle softly, turning my sour expression to a happy one. I hold out my arms and the two girls get beside me. I put on a playful, open mouthed smile and hold up a peace sign. The girls do the same. "Sorry to hear that Jane dumped you," one girl says after we take the photo.

Loki shoots them a narrowed look. "She didn't dump me, you know. I dumped her. It was a mutual dumping." Loki pats Thor's shoulder. I walk in front of the boys to talk to them, but an orange glowing ring circles Loki's feet. "What's this? Wh-Wh-What are you doing?"

"This isn't me." He lets out a yelp before falling into the ground.

"Loki," Thor whispers, poking the business card with Mjolnir, disguised as an umbrella.

I hit the back of his head. "You idiot," i bend down and pick up the card. "177A Bleecker St." I read aloud.

"Where is that?"

I look around us. "That way," I point. We both begin walking.

"Couldn't you teleport us there?" Thor groans.

"You know I can only go to places I've either memorized or can see through my eyes or another's."

He groans again, like a child. We soon arrive at the building. Thor knocks, but we're transported into the building. Thor looks confused, but I'm used to zipping about. "Thor Odinson," A thundering voice says.

"And Eldrid Iverdottir." I turn to Thor and whisper, "Rude." I turn my attention to the silhouette. "And you are?"

The man completely ignores me. He levitates closer. "God of Thunder."

"No, that's his title," I point to the blonde.

"You can put down the umbrella." Thor smirks and places Mjolnir in an umbrella rack that materializes beside him. We teleport to another area. I try to get myself inside his mind. "You can stop that."

I scoff and roll my eyes. Thor sees an object sitting on the table and begins messing with it. "So, Earth has, uh, wizards now?" He chuckles and tries to put the thing back, but completely destroys it.

"The preferred term is 'Master of the Mystic Arts.' You can leave that now."

I feel threatened, but in a normal way. It's the way I felt when Loki would upstage me when I showed him how much I improved in magic. I sigh and grab the pieces, returning the object to it's original state. "Alright, Wizard. Who are you? Why should I care?" The man is actually quite attractive.

"My name is Doctor Stephen Strange, and I have some questions for you." Ooh, a doctor. Seems like everyone is one of those nowadays. "Take a seat." We're teleported again. This time to a study with three chairs in it. Thor looks around. "Tea?"