Loki is 15 years old, well, 15 midgardian years old, when he falls. He gets plunged into the void, darkness. The place that none have managed to escape, and all who enter, are never seen again. The truth was, he was so...distraught, and so, simply done with life and all it had to offer, tired of the constant torment from his brother, and his brother's friends, as well as the other Asgardians, he just had to leave, so he did. However, things take a rather drastic turn when, instead of dying as he had thought, he ends up in a new world, a world between worlds, a world none knows about, and then also caught up in their version of war, and another dark artifact, with a dark sorcerer. Can he help, but more than that, is he willing to?

Draco blacks out after a rather harsh punishment from his father. Uppon waking, he realizes that he was not anywhere he knew. Confused, hurt, and in pain he wanders about the forest where he woke, only to be taken to some sort of council, and inevitably getting himself in quite a bit of trouble after realizing...He was in another world. Not only that, there was a Dark Lord afoot, and despite how much Draco may dislike it, he was not about to force another world to give way to a dark lord. Especially since he was stuck there for the foreseeable future. But it is not easy keeping his identity hidden, especially with an ever observent, and curious, elf.

Draco did not like this at all...he had somehow managed to get roped...literally...in with some band of brash...idiots who decided to try and storm what seems to be some mythical landscape belonging to ancient elves. Or at least, that was what they called themselves. From what Draco could tell they seemed rather similar to Veela, but considering he was sort of at their mercy at the moment...they could call themselves whatever they wanted, he sure as hell was not going to correct them. Not with his mind not really...processing the fancy magic, and magic blades, and obvious rivalry that puts the one between Gryffindor and Slytherin to shame. Furthermore he just...isn't up to it. Now if he could just get a band of morons to stop trying to recruit him on a death mission that would be great. He had already been given one of those and...so far failed. He did not need another one.