Hello thar! This is my first Thor fic, and it will be set after the movie, with a possible sequel in the Avengers category, nothing solid yet (I have to write this first, don't I?). So, constructive critisism is welcome, as of now I don't have a beta for this fic, so if anyone wants the job, write me!

Let's get on with it, no?

*Disclaimer - I own nothing but my OC's and plot, and do not profit from this story in any material way & this goes for all coming chapters of this fic (There, I said it!)*

Chapter 00 - Prologue

The city of Lake Havasu, Arizona, was warm in the summer. Well, not as much warm as it was scorching hot, really. Not many people could stand the heat, much less spending prolonged hours out in the sun doing garden work for their old, senile neighbour, with little to no shade and no cooling breeze to sweep in and give scorched skin a break. And on a Saturday too.

Temperance Grace Johnson was one of those 'not many people'. Sure, the sun was unrelenting and pouring down heat and UV-rays, but according to Temperance, it wasn't something a little high-calibre sunscreen and a wide-rimmed sunhat couldn't handle. Besides, Mrs. Peterson needed the yard done and she couldn't very well do it herself with her 84 years and a bad hip. She was an old, sweet lady, who sometime still couldn't understand why her husband didn't come home in the evening, with only her faithful dog Oreo for company.

"Here you go dear," Mrs. Peterson called from the porch, putting down a pitcher of what appeared to be lemonade onto the patio table, "it's nice and cold."

"Thank you Rose," Temperance smiled, looking up from the freshly cultivated patch of earth in front of her. She dropped the trowel besides the kneeling pad protecting her knees from the prolonged pressure on the hard ground, before taking of the thick gloves protecting her hands from cuts and dirt and wiping the back of one over her sweaty forehead. As it was her knees were getting a tad sore from kneeling for a couple of hours, so as she stood up and stretched a rather pleasurable feeling flowed throughout her muscle.

As she made her way to the terrace the little fur-ball Oreo barked happily as he hopped out the glass slide door, and proceeded to run circles around her until she sat down by the table.

"Would you like a sandwich, dear?" Mrs. Peterson asked from where she was leaning on the doorframe, one loafer covered foot waiting for her answer already inside the house.

"No thank you," she smiled as she poured herself a glass of lemonade, "I'm almost done with the roses."

"Are you sure? I've got chicken salad?"

"Sounds delicious, but I really must be going soon," she declined, taking a sip of the cool beverage, smacking her lips at the tasty flavour.

Mrs. Peterson nodded and went into the house, into the shade, murmuring about how that lazy husband of hers was late again.

The garden was looking rather nice, if she had to say so herself. She let the rest of the lemony liquid swirl in her mouth before letting it run down her throat, then stood up and adjusted the peach-colored sundress clothing her body. As she knelt into the foam pad once more, Oreo nudged against her thigh, and she spared him a scratch behind the ear before picking up the trowel and digging it into the earth, finishing up the work she had started.

Earth.

Midgard.

What a terribly dull and awfully dreadful place. The cities might be great metropolises filled with so-called grand designs and cutting edge technology, but that all paled when one looked at the essentially living paradoxes known as humans, who inhabited these sky-scraping and slum-filled, glorified, gilded, boroughs of metal and glass.

Humans, who philosophised about love and honor only to destroy it's principles in continuous wars, who wanted to preserve their dying world but made little effort to realise those thoughts, who valued family and friends, only to grab the opportunity to stick a knife in their back the minute it was turned to them.

Ridiculous creatures, the god thought as he looked down on them. From the top of the Aon Center building they looked like ants, and he wished he could put down his foot as crush and them like the insects they were. He may be the God of Mischief, bringer of chaos, but he'd had given his left arm to be the Angel of Death at that moment, just so he could pick up the nearest person, let it be a woman or man, and squeeze the life out of them with his hands around their feeble neck, watching their eyes grow mat and glaze over when that final desperate breath of air left them and their body would fall limp and he'd drop them carelessly to the ground, simply to move on to the very next one within his grasp and repeat the action as if nothing had happened.

His hand fisted at his sides, clearly agreeing with the thoughts running through his head. He hated this place, as well as everything in it. And now that the Bifrost had been destroyed, by his hot-headed and dim-witted brother no less, he had no way of leaving this stupid hunk of rock. He sneered at the thought. No, he had no brother, that much had been proven. His cold heart clenched at the thought, but it only brought on another glare upon the humans and he banished the useless feeling rising in his gut.

He had to find a way back. He'd die of boredom and pure revolt if he didn't.

Just as he thought he might throw himself over the edge in spite, a roaring sound shot across the building overhead. A glimpse of gold and hot red flashed in contrast to the greyish over-clouded sky in the shape of a man, and another hateful sneer curled his lips. Oh yes, not only did the Earth have little, worthless, worker bees, oh no, it had little, pretentious soldiers too.

Mongrels, every last one of them, he thought, following the red and gold metal-man with darkened eyes as it disappeared behind the L.A. skyline. Loki sighed, running a hand over his raven hair before taking a last look down at the people flitting around on the streets below, and disappeared from sight.

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