#thetrickster-loki

She had heard of Asgard before. The name was in tales of old, books she had read long ago now withering away on the dusted shelves of the library. After her partners death, she found herself wandering both in mind and body. She traveled the galaxy, encountering different people, different beings. The other realms were something she had heard of, their beauty irreplaceable. They Midgard paled in comparison; its humans were no match to the Gods.

Those of Asgard.

She spent some time trying to research the place, but Midgard was shielded from the information. Best not to scare the populous, that was their reasoning. Few accepted the reality that Gods existed, despite the hard, factual evidence handed to them. All of this information spewed out when Loki attacked― 

Loki. 

Where was he now, in Asgard's prisons? Dead? The curiosity ate away at her like flies towards a rotting piece of food. Why not visit? It was not as if he could do any harm to her― or so she thought.

An immortal with human limits. The most useless thing in the universe. With one shot of a gun she could easily be taken down for a lengthy amount of time. With a powerful pulse of magic she could fall to her knees. In her mind, none of this could ever happen. She thought of herself as too strong, too powerful for anybody to make her crumble.

She just hadn't had that experience yet.

She hadn't experienced many things yet. All that she knew was some love, some pain, and a bit of stressed mixed in the middle. All of that blended together created her, the immortal child. And like a child, she only thought with the utmost positivity. Endless experiences, endless wonders. Oh the things she had awaiting her all seemed bright like the sun! A shining star that seemed like it would never go out.

But all flames go out, and all innocence gets lost at some point in life, does it not?

Aura managed to find her way inside the realm, something called the Bifrost. What a peculiar name it was to her, its colors streaming and shining like a newly born rainbow in the sky. She walked along it like a little girl, skip in her step. Her luster could be seen by anyone who turned their head to her. Such excitement to see something new, something beautiful. She could even see the tall, golden pillars of Asgard, their exquisite artistry catching her eye.

And like a small girl, she was impervious to what went on in that alluring castle.

He examined the man in front of him. There was no way that he was anything but mortal and yet...yet Wade felt a power eminating from him. It was an aura that he wasn't used to.

There really wasn’t a lot Darcy could recall of that particular day. She was fairly sure that morning had consisted of the usual routine. But then Jane had dragged her to some meeting at SHIELD (or did she invite herself?). Either way, she somehow had found herself wandering off, and in one of those very secret, super-confidential rooms that were generally out of bounds for civilian types such as vivacious, nosy interns. To make a long story somewhat shorter, the strange things began about a week after…the incident with an all-too innocent-looking Chitauri weapon.

She was pretty sure no one noticed her little trip to that room, because even though visiting it sorta knocked her out, she was up and about in a matter of minutes - thirty of them to be exact. And the linoleum hadn’t been that uncomfortable when a sort of electrical shock sent her to have a small nap. She strolled out of there as if nothing had happened. No one seemed to notice her absence...should have irked her, but she'd take that over being question by that shifty cyclops in the leather trenchcoat.

But as the week progressed, it was one strange thing after another. First she could hear people’s thoughts. Sporadically and uncontrolled. Then it was the natural ability to argue anything. But it wasn’t her use of words, but the skill of unnatural persuasion through emotion - like that awesome deal she got for those shoes the other day! And that top. And her car. No, something was definitely up. More recently she caught a strange blue glow in the sales guy's eyes...was she going crazy?

Now this newer talent took the cake, though. She noticed it when she woke up in the morning…when reaching for the snooze button on her alarm clock. One moment, it was out of reach, and the next…no, she did not have rubber arms, but rather, her alarm clock had shifted by itself to be in reach…no, she had be going crazy!