Disclaimer: I do not own anything Thor, Avengers, or Norse Mythology nor make any money of of this. All rights for the movies belong to Marvel.

Rated T: Well duh, I mean you saw that. There will be violence, mayham, crazyness, action, suspence, romance (this isn't 50 shades here...but I would say hitting the PG-13 mark), sci-fi, crazay monsters, angry gods, pissed off Furyness, Loki (radiating with alll his beauty and badboyness), The Aven- *ehem* okay now I'm getting ahead of myself... ;)

Enjoy!

If you take a life do you know what you'll give?

Odds are you won't like what it is

When the storm arrives would you be seen with me

By the merciless eyes of deceit?

- lyrics from the song, "You Know My Name"

So It Begins

The wind beneath Loki's cape stilled as he knelt motionless on a glass panel. One hand was left at his side and the other wielded a menacing looking scepter. Blue flames scurried across his back as his vision cleared. A sadistic smile played upon the god's lips. The first step of his plan was complete.

Too long Loki had waited for this moment. By his newly acquired power, he had successful traveled through time and space without the use of the Bifrost or his power alone. Soon, Earth would be under his command and all would worship him for the god he truly is.

Loki lifted his head from its rigid position, still smiling, and observed the scene before his eyes. Humans cowered behind desks and large machinery while a hand full of guards bravely approached him with weapons. Loki found it amusing that these mere mortals had the audacity of challenging him. They possessed no idea what power he held with the Tesseract soon to be at his command. Loki looked back and forth between the guards who now inched their way closer to his knelt position. The smile wiped off of his face. He was going to enjoy gutting the unworthy humans in this room within the next minute.

"Sir," a voice boomed from in front of him. "Please put down the spear."

Loki jolted away from his thoughts. His eyes came to focus on a tall, impressive looking, dark skinned man dressed entirely in black, leather robes with an eye patch over his left eye. Spear? Loki thought quizzically. He looked down at his staff; a piece of craftsmanship itself with an intricate, golden design that held a glowing, blue orb at the center of it. Pure power radiated from its core, filling Loki's senses. The corners of his mouth twitched upward in amusement. 'Spear' is it then? Well...this is going to be...fun.

Loki thrust the staff foreword, generating an electric blue blast.

A man with an archer's bow rammed into the man with the eye patch, causing them both to miss the blast. Men began to open fire at Loki. The god growled and sprung into the air, plunging his staff into the closest soldier. The soldier dropped to the floor, motionless. He whipped the staff behind him, and threw knives into chests of more soldiers in one move. Power driven, Loki sent another blast in front of him, killing two workers who hid behind the desks. With another burst of energy, his staff detonated another blow onto three more guards, and he personally kicked a nearest soldier to the wall, not even flinching to the sound of a back cracking.

Loki held his body in a defense position, looking frantically around him and waiting for more to attack.

But no more came.

Where a lab once stood, a sight of death now took its place.

Countless of lifeless bodies littered the stone floor. Sparks of electricity sputtered from open cables strewn on the broken desks. Small fires lit the back area of the room and a thin layer of smoke hung above in the air.

Loki snapped his head to where a young man began to stand painfully, clutching his abdomen. The man's bow, now broken, sat several feet away from his reach. Within a second, Loki appeared in front of the soldier, grabbing his forearm. The soldier attempted to resist even though they both knew the effort was wasted.

Very quick...very diligent. Loki mused.

Loki nodded approvingly. "You have heart."

Loki lifted the staff to the young man's heart and closed his eyes. Obey me, he ordered silently, letting the command seep into the soldier's mind. The staff's orb glowed and its power crept from the tip of the scepter's blade into the heart of the man, infusing his chest with a blue light. The light crept slowly upwards into the man's head, filling his eyes with a black inky color before turning his irises into an unearthly, pale-blue shade.

The soldier's arm relaxed beneath Loki's grip. The Prince sighed and smiled triumphantly, taking the staff off of the soldier's heart. The soldier would now obey anything at Loki's command.

Loki turned to the next guard who was too shaken to speak or move. Loki placed the staff over the guard's heart and transformed her mind as well. The guard straightened up and looked to him for orders. Loki smirked. He even admired the human minds' capacity of...adaption. Suddenly, Loki felt a shift in the Tesseract's power from behind his back. He felt it flux slightly as if being moved.

Then came the sound of a metal click, like a case being closed. Loki straightened his back. "Please don't," he said kindly, with the words dripping in his deadliest compulsion magic. He heard a sharp intake of breath. Loki grinned and turned around.

A young woman stood before him with her back turned to him. Her black skirt and white shirt were smudged with soot and lightly burned in some places. Her brunette hair was wrapped tightly in a bun at the base of her neck. She tightly gripped a silver case in her right hand. Loki could feel the Tesseract pulsating with power from inside of the case.

"Face me," Loki commanded, hearing his voice echo off of the cement walls.

The young woman shivered with fear, feeding into Loki's satisfaction. With a deep breath, she turned around, letting her eyes meet his in a small measure of defiance.

Her pettiness stood out by her small, yet curvy figure. Soft, brown tendrils of silky hair framed her face, making her brown eyes appear all the more innocent and entrancing. Loki narrowed his eyes. The innocence of her expression agitated him.

"You don't need to do this," she whispered, attempting to control her voice from cracking.

Loki grinned slowly, enjoying her pale at the sight of it.

The god of mischief was going to enjoy his task at breaking this young woman's spirit.

1 hour before Loki's invasion...

Astrophysicist Jane Foster stared at her computer screen completely and utterly frustrated. She massaged the temples on her forehead, trying to relieve the pounding pressure on her brain. For last three hours, the cube readings have been stone silent. It wasn't one of her best days.

Jane didn't know what to expect when SHIELD showed up on her doorstep six months ago. Well, for one thing, she did give them a piece of her mind about all her equipment they stole. Although it was the first time anyone had even given the slightest interest in her research, it was not the reason she wanted. Scientists had gone so far to call Jane crazy for her belief in the ability to travel through time and space. She wanted to slam the door in their face, but Doctor Erik Selvig, her mentor, convinced her otherwise.

On the first day of debrief, she was questioned and evaluated by the Director of SHIELD, Nick Fury. His commanding tone and demanding attitude immediately proved he was a headstrong leader. Even as intimated as she was on that day, Jane was not afraid to speak her mind on the stolen equipment. After she was done with her ranting and accusing words, Director Fury surprised her by apologizing on behalf of the division. What flabbergasted her even more was that he believed in her theory and even offered her a job. When she countered his offer with a series of questions about SHIELD's sudden change in heart, he told her the job was hers so long as she accepted that certain questions would not be answered. Jane seriously considered denying the job, but the opportunity was too priceless to refuse.

Overtime, she began to put more trust in Fury's actions, but the intentions of what he was truly up to were something she thought daily.

Jane was happy to have her mentor, Erik Selvig, working with her. He practically raised her and supported her love for science and discoveries. His intuition and gut instinct was something Jane admired and desired to have. Sometimes, she'd be looking at a star chart for hours, wondering what to make of it, and Erik would be there, throwing out theories and encouraging her to see the bigger picture of it all.

It wasn't until a week after their first day with SHIELD that they were introduced to the cube. Jane never forgot her first encounter with it. It was nothing like she'd ever witnessed before. So much energy flowed in such a tiny object, frying the most high tech computers with its off the chart readings. What didn't sit well with Jane was its strange affect on her. There were some days she would just stare at it, feeling its power wash over her senses leaving her in a daze. She kept this interaction a secret until one day, she blacked out for a good two hours, and Erik had to slap her out of it. The look on his face after she came out of her trance still haunted her. He looked like he'd seen a ghost. When she questioned him, he just shook his head and told her not to tell anyone. Since then, Jane refuses to look at the cube unless she must to.

Jane rolled her neck to relieve some of the tension.. She yawned and stretched above her head. Glancing at the clock on the wall, it read 1:03 AM. She let out a shaky breath, realizing she had been awake for a solid sixteen hours and counting.

Jane's thoughts drifted to the events of early that day as she finished off her cold coffee. Agent Phil Coulson had arrived to check on their progress. In the beginning, he annoyed her because during their first encounter he stole her lab equipment, but overtime Jane was happy to call him a friend. He came by every other week to the lab on behalf of Fury to check in their progress. Coulson was a dedicated agent of SHIELD and fulfilled Jane's requests dealing with the cube efficiently. But... something was different about his visit that afternoon. He seemed frazzled and a bit anxious, unlike his calm demeanor if there was ever something wrong. Erik oddly requested to speak to him alone. Jane thought her twinge of jealousy seemed childish, but it was strange for her to be kept out of their conversation. As they spoke, Agent Coulson's usual face of composure was replaced with one of shock and disbelief. Erik was gesturing frantically with his hands over a piece of paper while trying to keep his voice hushed. At the end of it all, Coulson nodded his head to Erik and took off to the exit while dialing someone on his cell phone.

Jane wondered what was so important about that conversation that made Coulson rush out of the lab. She questioned Erik about it later, but he told her it was about calculations which seemed off. Jane didn't buy his lie then and she wasn't buying it now. She also didn't like the fact he put her into another lab to finish up some data work after he spoke with Coulson. She protested, but seeing as he had the authority and she was too tired to argue, Jane agreed.

"How's it going Jane?" A voice asked. Jane's head snapped up to see Erik standing in the doorway. She closed out of the cube readings and opened up her data table quickly.

"Fine," she said, tucking a stray hair back behind her ears, "it's going well. How's the cube?"

Erik shrugged. "Fine."

Jane narrowed her eyes, but kept silent. He was hiding something. "Erik, I know your lying to me. What's wrong? Why have you've been so distant today?"

Erik sighed. "It's nothing Jane-"

"That is a load of BS, Erik, and you know that," Jane said as she pushed her chair away from her desk and crossed her arms across her chest. Her expression softened. "Please, Erik, you've never been this distant while working."

Erik pressed his lips into a thin line. "Jane, it's much more complicated than that."

She was about to speak, but was interrupted by a beeping noise. Erik looked down at his pager. "Jane, I have to go, they need me in the lab."

Jane stood. "Then let me come with you-"

"No," Erik said, letting his voice echo off the concrete walls. "I hate to do this, but if I have to have you guarded to remain in this room, I will." He turned around and reached for the door handle.

He wasn't fooling Jane and both knew that.

His muscles relaxed and he looked over his shoulder back to her with a panged expression. "Just stay here and don't come to the lab." Without another word, he left.

Jane slumped back into her chair feeling defeated once more. She shook her head and stood up once more grabbing her jacket. She opened the door, checked for roaming guards, and quickly left the room.

Erik ordered her to remain out of the lab, which didn't include the dormitory ward. If Erik wouldn't tell her what was wrong, then she would find out answers on her own.

A/N: Tada :) My first contribution to the Lokane universe :) Thanks to the FanFic universe I have totally become a complete Lokane fan. Just a little background on me, I love writing in depth fics with character development and a good plot.

This fic wil be LOKANE, but just bare with me.. I'm not the type to rush into something randomly/suddenly. Don't know if this kind of plot has been over done, but I think I have a really have a good idea here and I'm eager to share it.

Takes place at the beginning of Avengers (duh) and will follow through it, the after math, and beyond. It's written in third person and taken from both perspectives of Jane and Loki and guest stars. Features familiar and new faces.

I know this is super short chapter, but I was really eager to get it out there and see the response. (hence it being a "part 1")

Review please! They make me happy and write faster :)