Greetings Mortals. As part of my punishment in Asgard for attempting to do something useful with your race, my "father" Odin is forcing me to answer any of your ridiculous and useless questions you may have. Im warning you pathetic mortals now, do not bore me with your questions if you know whats good for you. ~ Loki (Thor speaking- ask him whatever you please. My brother has to answer and do not heed his warning for he cant possibly harm you in any way while locked up in a cell. )

Nobody likes to be all alone, to be lied to, to feel used and useless at the same time. Natalie Wright, a seventeen years old British girl, has all - until one day, one night to be precise, she meets someone equal. And he will, in an extraordinary way, change her life forever.

A Loki and OC fic. Done Post-Avengers. Due to his actions, Loki is sent to Midgard as punishment for his actions. He is given the barest, but cruelest, of limitations by the Allfather: Help the mortals, not hinder them. Thor takes him to SHEILD. Director Fury commands he must stay with the others in the Avengers tower during his stay. But then, a new member comes along. Meet Rouche Carter, sister of Dr. Bruce Banner, known by SHEILD as Omega. Deriving from England, she's the product of an affair the late Dr. Brian Banner had while on holiday. Incredibly smart, detached, mischievous, tricky, and rather attractive, she plays by her own rules. Rouche also a genetic mutation: she's a sorceress. Will a woman with silken lips temper a silvertongued rebel? Disclaimer: I am not Stan Lee, or Joss Whedon, or Tom Hiddleston (unfortunately), or Robert Downey Jr., or anyone else associated with this. I do not own the Marvel-verse. I am not a comic book writer. (Again, unfortunately.) I own no rights except to my own Original Character. I am also not a unicorn. Rated mature because of Tony's potty mouth and Loki's insatiable sexual appetites and the fact that everyone gets drunk and makes sex jokes.