Prologue
"talk"
'Think/ someone on the phone'
'Yell!'
Prologue
3rd Person
It was cold. Very, very cold, but that's what you get for being in Maine during Christmas time. Ah Christmas, a time of year that's supposed to melt hearts and bring families closer together, even the very few scattered homeless were celebrating in their own little ways. Although most were in shelters not willing to be out in the horrible cold, but one person in this sleepy little Maine town was alone.
This person was the seventeen year old, heiress to the Evans Corporation, Selene Evans; the reason being was she was a mutant. Not a registered one, no her parents would let her do that, just one that live a normal life, well as normal as an heiress hated by her family could be. By all means her grandparents loved her, well her mom's parents, her dad was an orphan. However, her blood parents favored their adopted, spoiled, non-mutant daughter over their own flesh and blood. She didn't care however, because she was almost free of those vile people, she would be eighteen in the spring, and she didn't care about them anymore, besides she had some damaging information about her dad that would make him cave to her bidding.
What information you're wondering? Well, it's his parent more specifically his father a man by the name Erik Lensherr or as he was better known as Magneto. This man was an extremely racist and passionate mutant who believed that mutants should be rulers of the world and treated like gods. It was because of this that he abandoned his human son; it was because the child had no powers that he left him on the doorstep of an orphanage in small city Pennsylvania. Later that child had, through skills and luck, built a large and prosperous company dealing with metal manufacturing.
Anyways said girl was watching a Disney movie sipping hot chocolate while relaxing in to the couch, but her muscles were tense. She was ready to spring in to action at a moment's notice, a common, yet unfortunate, occurrence among her kind. Then a phone went off and she answered it quickly and began speaking to the person on the other end.
"Hello."
'Hi Selene its Frank.'
"Has something happened?"
'Not really, there's just some blue thing in your yard, probably a tarp, I'm the groundskeeper you know, and even though you said I had two weeks off, it just doesn't feel right getting paid for doing nothing so I stopped by and look around to see if anything is wrong.'
"Frank I told you, it's Christmas spend time with your family you don't have to drive all the way over here to check, but thanks I'll go get it out of the yard, Bye Frank," and she hung up the phone.
She pauses the movie and stretched, putting her wavy reddish brown hair into a bun on top of her head and walking towards the foyer. She grabs her parka-like snow jacket, beanie, gloves boots and sighing opens the door. She closes her eyes from the sun reflecting off the snow, and blinks a few time before walking out in to the snow. She spots the blue thing easily and walks towards it leisurely in till she notices it look humanoid and there's red around it.
She walks faster thinking it's a fellow mutant, and she finds a battered man in chains who looks like the blue version of the man who attacked New York last summer. She freezes and thinks.
'Well this is fantastic.'
Loki Laufeyson's Pov
As I am becoming conscious I notice a few things. First is that I feel like I've fallen off the Bifrost again, and second is that I'm warm and in a bed. I open my eyes, which takes a large amount of effort, and then notice a human female dozing on a chair by the fire place which is a few feet away from the foot of the bed I'm on. I sit up my entire screaming in protest and see a note on the bed, and it's in Midgaurdian script and I internally curse because I cannot read Midgaurdian script. I decide to wake the female up by using my voice.
"Excuse me, Miss?" She stirs and then opens her eyes and rubs them looks around and immediately sobers.
"Yes?"
"What does this note say? I can't read you're infernal Midgaurdian script," she slaps her forehead with her hand and curses under her breath.
"Oh, I didn't know you couldn't read English, I assumed that if you could speak it you could read it, my bad, sorry about that," and I was taken aback, she was treating me like I wasn't a criminal, "You were supposed to go take a bath or shower, because no offense but you stink."
"I don't think I…" she seems to get the message
"Alright," she said walking towards me, "I'll help you," I turn to get out of the bed, "be warned however, I'm a lot smaller than you so you're going to need to help me."
She then forced me to put my arm on her shoulder, while she put hers around my upper chest, and she slowly leads me towards a door. I look down and see bandages across my chest, but I'm more focused on getting clean so I can gain some dignity. She opens a door and leads me to a smaller yet still nice sized room, and I see a large round white tub that had seats in it. She sat me down on a strangely shaped and cold white seat and turned on the bath. The tub filled up with warm water, and she helped me scoot towards the strange tub.
She puts a cloth to dry off with in my ability to reach, and tells me how to shut off and drain the bath. She then puts some soap, and two things that she calls shampoo and conditioner, and tells me that they're for my hair. She also puts a hair brush in my reach, and then leaves the room promising me a warm drink and clean clothes, and some food. This little Midgaurdian female is certainly strange.
