Helping the Criminal

“I have heard there was a disruption,” He said and I shivered at his voice. “I have to admit,” He continued. “I am surprised that it is a mortal.”
Suddenly he stepped forward and raised the tip of his spear to my neck the tip digging into my skin. He smirked at my discomfort.
He stared at me, looking into my eyes. While he started at me I felt a piercing pain in my head then it disappeared. “You may be of some use to me.” He stated and drew the spear away from me. “I will spare your life but you are indebted led to me.”
I stared blankly at him wondering who he was.
As if reading my thoughts he spoke answering me, “I am Loki of Asgard and I am here to rule your pitiful kind.” He told me with a sense of purpose. “And what might your name be?”
“I-I-I’m Hazel.” I stuttered out.
He smiled and traced a cold finger down my jaw. “Beautiful name, love.”
“Thanks.” I said quietly.
“Turn around, love.” He commanded. Not wanting to get on his bad side I turned around.
I jumped when something cold touched my skin and looked down to see that Loki had put an amulet on me. “This will be your reminder. Til we meet again, love.” He said then disappeared leaving me alone and confused.