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Loki: The God of Magic
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Different system, it's explained that they pull energy from other dimensions through beings called the Vishanti
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They can't use the kind of magic Aesir uses. Also, he is not going to tell everyone about the Mystic Arts.
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Not just the vishanti, myriad other planar lords and beings as well
Chapter 33 - Self Reflection
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Midgard
"Wait, but how?" Jane asked, rubbing her eyes. She wasn't sure if she was dreaming or her bleary eyes were making her see things due to lack of caffeine.
"Magic," he said, wiggling his fingers with green sparks bursting to life.
She took a notebook, flipping it open. "But won't those SHIELD agents know?"
"You do not have to worry. I placed a charm on this place. The agents will see nothing," he said. None of the objects he retrieved would be visible to the agents, nor could they touch any.
"I don't know how to thank you."
"It was kind of our fault, and you took my brother in. No thanks are necessary," he said, waving his hand.
"We did hit him with our car, twice," Darcy muttered, moving some papers away.
"And don't forget how you tased Thor," Erik reminded.
Loki's eyes widened and his grin reached his ears. "You tased the God of Thunder?"
"Yeah," Darcy winced, realizing how bad of an idea that was. "He just freaked me out."
"That will get you famous on Asgard. Taking down Thor with his own powers," he said, chuckling. Everyone would get a good laugh out of it.
"Hilarious," his brother drawled, crossing his arms.
He patted him on the shoulder, still smiling. "It is. I am glad you agree."
Thor shook his head. "So where are you off to?"
Loki glanced at him. It had become easier for Thor to read his intentions these last years. "I need to follow up on some people. Then I intend to take Cosmo with me for a short trip."
"Who is Cosmo?" Darcy asked.
"She is Loki's hound."
"Like the one the Soviets sent to space," Erik said, remembering the name.
"She is that Cosmo."
"But how? Did she somehow make it to Asgard?" Jane asked, looking at Thor expectantly. His brother turned to him. Cosmo did not care if her tale was told, but he still wanted to ask for permission.
Loki shrugged. If Thor wanted to spend more time with Jane, he wasn't going to begrudge him a story.
"No, her story is a bit more complicated," he said, gesturing for them to take a seat.
—
"Anything else from Earth alive out there?"
"None that I know of."
"Here," he said, holding out a green circlet of magic, intertwined together like vines. "If there is an emergency, call me."
"Thank you, brother; have a safe trip."
—
Timeline CL1
Slipping between timelines was like going through a pool of jello. He felt himself struggle to push through the barrier for a moment. When the feeling passed, he stood in Asgard.
One with skiffs in the sky.
Otherwise, it was identical to the one he knew. There were no grand differences he could see. The same golden towers, spires, houses, and, of course, the palace.
He sought his child's variant.
He was in the garden, simply sitting there.
"You seem to be in a good mood," he commented, appearing behind the boy. He flinched, rolling away from the bench and conjuring a blade. He ignored it, sitting on the other end of the empty seat.
"What are you doing here?" "The child-Loki hissed, eyes darting around. Contrary to his worries, the garden was empty. If everyone kept to their schedule, Odin was listening to petitions, Frigga was entertaining guests in another section of the garden, and Thor was off on an adventure.
"Checking to see how you are doing," he explained as the kid sat back.
"I am fine," he muttered, looking at the ground, his voice too low.
"You don't sound like it."
"It's nothing."
Loki huffed, watching his child variant sulk. "Come now, if you aren't going to be honest with yourself, who else would you be?"
"It's just…" he finally started to speak but fell silent again.
"Yes?"
"I can't speak to Thor. I can't even look him in the eyes."
"Ah."
Child Loki snorted, glaring at him. "That's your sagely advice?"
"No. My advice is for you to stop worrying over something that did not happen," he said. It wouldn't be that easy, but the kid would have to start somewhere.
His fingers dug into his palms, his lips wobbling. "But that's the thing. It did happen. I did it with my own hands," he said, screaming towards the end.
He didn't say anything, giving the kid time to calm down.
"You are focusing on the wrong part," he said as the boy's breathing returned to normal.
"And what should I focus on?"
"On the fact that you have your brother here, alive and well. You can sit here and wallow in your pity or make use of this opportunity."
His head snapped up, but his soft voice did not match the fire in his eyes. "I don't know how."
"Ever played football?" he asked, creating a football with gold and white hexagons.
"No."
He pulled out a paper book, one of the earliest versions he had written when the computers weren't so widespread. "Here is a rule book. In my Asgard, it is a favorite pastime of many. Since it is a team sport with plenty of rivalry, I wager everyone would love it."
"But…"
He smiled, putting a hand on his child's variant's shoulder. "The timelines stretch into infinity. It is inevitable that there is more than one Loki out there whose Thor is dead. They would give everything for this opportunity."
He looked down, silent while turning the ball between his hands. When he raised his head, his eyes were clear. "Okay, I'll go find him."
"Good. Take care, kid; this will probably be the last time we see each other."
"Thank you."
He slowly faded out of the timeline into the new one.
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Timeline LB1
New Asgard did not live to its name. The golden realm eternal had been reduced to a village of stone and wood on Midgard. The population was a fraction of what it was. Still, they had survived. He saw what appeared to be the new palace and was about to walk towards the building when a voice, quite a bit drunk, called for him.
"Lackey, what are you doing here without your girlfriend?" An Aesir woman, dressed in Midgardian clothing, approached, a bottle of mead in her hand. Her dark, loose hair, sharp cheekbones, and determined gaze weren't features he would forget so easily.
"Who might you be?" he asked. She might be someone that did not exist in her timeline or someone whom he had yet to meet.
She stopped, bottle halfway to her lips, brows furrowing. "Did she hit you too hard?"
"I am from another timeline," he explained. If his counterparts knew her, then she might be aware of him.
Her droopy eyes widened and she went stiff. "Are you the one they call the superior Loki?"
"Yes."
"You don't look any different," she said.
Loki flicked his hand, sending her to Midgard's moon. Counting to five, he brought her back. She collapsed on her knees, heaving for breath.
Looks can be deceiving. "Who were you, again?" he asked her but turned back to face the new arrivals. His counterparts, who were dressed in similar human garbs, were approaching him.
"She is the King of New Asgard and the former Commander of the Valkyries," his male counterpart explained, helping the Valkyrie up.
"Brunnhilde," he snapped his fingers, realizing who she was. "I remember now, Sigrun had mentioned you," he said. He still remembered what he had promised to the deceased Valkyrie.
Brunnhilde pushed his counterpart aside, grasping him by the shoulders. Her eyes were wide and wavering. "Wait, is she alive in your timeline?"
"No. I spoke to her spirit," he said with a ghost of a smile, gently pulling her hands away.
"What did she say?"
"That it wasn't your fault." Valkyrie chuckled, though it was bitter and devoid of any humor. She walked away, snatching the bottle on the ground and sloshing the mead down.
"What are you doing here?" Sylvie asked. She certainly did not expect to see the strongest Loki again.
"Checking to see how you are doing."
"Did you kill them?" she asked, her eyes boring a hole into his head.
"The Kangs? Yes."
"Good. And He Who Remains?"
"I don't know, and I don't care. He claimed he would find a place to retire. I told him not to cross paths with me again."
She clicked her tongue, walking away.
"What about you two? How are things here?"
"Thor is happy to have two siblings. The humans are the opposite about having two Lokis," Valkyrie said from the rock she was sitting on.
He chuckled.
"Wait till we get this TemPad working and take the stones before Thanos destroys them. We'll see if they still think the same," his male counterpart said, wiggling a finger.
Sylvie slapped his finger down, her face scrunched. "That's the thing. You don't know the first thing about temporal physics to fix that, and you are not willing to give it to anyone else."
"And Stark knows about time travel?" he asked, getting into her face.
"No, but he knows more about machines than anyone else in this world."
"Are they always like this?" he asked Valkyrie as the love birds continued to argue.
She pursed her lips, raising and dropping her shoulders. "Not really. Just whenever that device comes up."
He rolled his eyes, holding his hand out. "Here, give it to me."
His counterparts stopped, heads slowly turning to him. They turned to each other again, nodding at the same time. His male counterpart handed the broken tempered glass to him without a word.
His magic washed over it. The circuits were fried, a result of too much temporal radiation. It was a simple fix, and the device came to life.
Valkyrie, suddenly intrigued, approached the device.
"What now?"
"Now, we gather the Avengers, go back before Thanos snaps half the galaxy away, and chop his head off."
"Would you like to stay?"
"Not particularly. I wish you good luck in your endeavor. There is still the fashion disaster Loki I have to visit."
"You know, you are a far better Loki than him. Any chance we can switch you two."
"No," both Lokis replied at the same time. He snickered at the Valkyrie before fading away.
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Timeline OL1
It fascinated him how two timelines could diverge so much in appearances. Where the buildings in New Asgard of the lovebirds were simple in their design, this one was grander. Taller buildings with over-the-top decorations and braziers on tall platforms lighting up the night sky.
This time, he appeared near his counterpart by pure luck. He and Thor were sitting near the small lake, two tankards in hands, drinking.
"At least you seem to be in a better state than the rest."
Both leaped to their feet, with Thor, who was taller and broader than his brother, ripping the battle axe out of the ground. His blonde hair was more golden and his eyes a lighter shade of blue. His face, though, was angular, rather than oval.
"Who are you?"
"Calm down, brother, that's the variant I told you about."
"Ah, apologies."
"No harm done."
"Before you ask, I am simply checking to see how you all are doing."
"You already visited the rest, then."
"I have. The kid was afraid to talk to his Thor; the lovebirds were trying to fix the TemPad to time travel and stop Thanos."
"Pity we don't have one."
He rubbed his eyes. It definitely would make him feel guilty if the same choice was not offered to this counterpart. He closed his eyes, peering back in time to the moment where Thanos had destroyed the stones.
A portal opened, pulling the Mad Titan through time.
He did not waste a moment, immediately targeting the arm wearing the gauntlet. A plasma blade sprung forth from his hand, severing the limb from the elbow. Thanos screamed in pain before Loki flicked his wrist, launching him back.
It happened so fast that both his counterpart and this timeline's Thor were only able to watch with gaping mouths.
He turned the partially melted gauntlet in his hand, pulling out the limb inside. His nose crinkled, and he threw it away. He held the gauntlet to Thor. This version of his brother slowly raised his hand, fingers closing around the metal. He exhaled sharply once he pulled the gauntlet, with all six stones intact.
"I told you he was terrifying," his old counterpart muttered to Thor, who shook his head.
"Brother, Loki, I… I don't know what to say," he said, looking at him with misty eyes.
His lips tightened and he patted Thor on the shoulders. Their looks might differ, but this one could be just as emotional as his Thor. "You don't have to say anything. Thwarting fools like Thanos is reward enough for me."
"I owe you again," his counterpart said.
"Don't be a villain; we'll call it even."
"You don't have to worry; I had enough of it for ten lifetimes."
"Good luck to you both; it's time I was on my way," he said, locking on his timeline.
Thor put a hand on his shoulder, gesturing at the palace. "Would you like to stay at least for the celebrations?"
He patted the oversized hand. "There is something I have to do. My curiosity has been eating me."
His counterpart nodded, understanding in his eyes. "A pity. But know this, you are always welcome here."
"Thank you both," he said with a wave of his hand, disappearing back into his timeline.
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Timeline Alpha
He arrived in his room, sending a mental message to Cosmo. He first found his mother, explaining to her that Thor was safe and in good hands. He also left a bracelet with her, saying he would be busy with something important.
He also sent a message to his father, saying no thanks were necessary for solving the diplomatic issues with the Jotnar. He still didn't want to talk to him. Perhaps the journey would clear his mind enough that he would want to.
Cosmo barged into the room, sitting on her hind legs before him. "Boss, where are we going?" she asked, her magical telepathy sounding more natural than the collar.
He knelt, giving her pets on her head and under her chin, smiling as he did so. "To another universe. My curiosity reached its peak, and I can't wait another second."
"Another universe? Cool. What are we waiting for?" she asked, her tail swinging wildly.
"Nothing. I prepared everything; let us go," he said.
Rising to his feet, he searched for the barriers that He Who Remains had discovered. His hands glowed a deep emerald color, and he grasped them, pulling apart. The barriers resisted the force, pushing back to maintain the universal cohesion. He pushed back even more, tearing open a pure white rift in the fabric of space.
He took a deep breath and stepped through, feeling his body buzz with excitement. Cosmo leaped inside, right behind him.
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Notes: Loki's first trip will be to a DC Universe first, and then God of War Ragnarok, Stargate, Invincible, Star Wars, Lord of the Rings, Supernatural and Genshin Impact. As for Harry Potter, I need to work on it a bit more before saying anything concrete. See you guys next week.
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In the next chapter:
"I have Asgard, my family, and my friends." Who else did he need to use his powers for?
"What would they want you to do? Ignoring your father, of course." He chuckled at her petulant tone. She never got along with his father, who merely found her to be a curiosity.
"I believe in letting them solve their own problems."
"Doesn't mean you can't lend a hand."
He threw his head back, groaning. "Maybe we can visit this Queen Bee and poke her hive a bit."
Time to play the hero.
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Midgard
"Wait, but how?" Jane asked, rubbing her eyes. She wasn't sure if she was dreaming or her bleary eyes were making her see things due to lack of caffeine.
"Magic," he said, wiggling his fingers with green sparks bursting to life.
She took a notebook, flipping it open. "But won't those SHIELD agents know?"
"You do not have to worry. I placed a charm on this place. The agents will see nothing," he said. None of the objects he retrieved would be visible to the agents, nor could they touch any.
"I don't know how to thank you."
"It was kind of our fault, and you took my brother in. No thanks are necessary," he said, waving his hand.
"We did hit him with our car, twice," Darcy muttered, moving some papers away.
"And don't forget how you tased Thor," Erik reminded.
Loki's eyes widened and his grin reached his ears. "You tased the God of Thunder?"
"Yeah," Darcy winced, realizing how bad of an idea that was. "He just freaked me out."
"That will get you famous on Asgard. Taking down Thor with his own powers," he said, chuckling. Everyone would get a good laugh out of it.
"Hilarious," his brother drawled, crossing his arms.
He patted him on the shoulder, still smiling. "It is. I am glad you agree."
Thor shook his head. "So where are you off to?"
Loki glanced at him. It had become easier for Thor to read his intentions these last years. "I need to follow up on some people. Then I intend to take Cosmo with me for a short trip."
"Who is Cosmo?" Darcy asked.
"She is Loki's hound."
"Like the one the Soviets sent to space," Erik said, remembering the name.
"She is that Cosmo."
"But how? Did she somehow make it to Asgard?" Jane asked, looking at Thor expectantly. His brother turned to him. Cosmo did not care if her tale was told, but he still wanted to ask for permission.
Loki shrugged. If Thor wanted to spend more time with Jane, he wasn't going to begrudge him a story.
"No, her story is a bit more complicated," he said, gesturing for them to take a seat.
—
"Anything else from Earth alive out there?"
"None that I know of."
"Here," he said, holding out a green circlet of magic, intertwined together like vines. "If there is an emergency, call me."
"Thank you, brother; have a safe trip."
—
Timeline CL1
Slipping between timelines was like going through a pool of jello. He felt himself struggle to push through the barrier for a moment. When the feeling passed, he stood in Asgard.
One with skiffs in the sky.
Otherwise, it was identical to the one he knew. There were no grand differences he could see. The same golden towers, spires, houses, and, of course, the palace.
He sought his child's variant.
He was in the garden, simply sitting there.
"You seem to be in a good mood," he commented, appearing behind the boy. He flinched, rolling away from the bench and conjuring a blade. He ignored it, sitting on the other end of the empty seat.
"What are you doing here?" "The child-Loki hissed, eyes darting around. Contrary to his worries, the garden was empty. If everyone kept to their schedule, Odin was listening to petitions, Frigga was entertaining guests in another section of the garden, and Thor was off on an adventure.
"Checking to see how you are doing," he explained as the kid sat back.
"I am fine," he muttered, looking at the ground, his voice too low.
"You don't sound like it."
"It's nothing."
Loki huffed, watching his child variant sulk. "Come now, if you aren't going to be honest with yourself, who else would you be?"
"It's just…" he finally started to speak but fell silent again.
"Yes?"
"I can't speak to Thor. I can't even look him in the eyes."
"Ah."
Child Loki snorted, glaring at him. "That's your sagely advice?"
"No. My advice is for you to stop worrying over something that did not happen," he said. It wouldn't be that easy, but the kid would have to start somewhere.
His fingers dug into his palms, his lips wobbling. "But that's the thing. It did happen. I did it with my own hands," he said, screaming towards the end.
He didn't say anything, giving the kid time to calm down.
"You are focusing on the wrong part," he said as the boy's breathing returned to normal.
"And what should I focus on?"
"On the fact that you have your brother here, alive and well. You can sit here and wallow in your pity or make use of this opportunity."
His head snapped up, but his soft voice did not match the fire in his eyes. "I don't know how."
"Ever played football?" he asked, creating a football with gold and white hexagons.
"No."
He pulled out a paper book, one of the earliest versions he had written when the computers weren't so widespread. "Here is a rule book. In my Asgard, it is a favorite pastime of many. Since it is a team sport with plenty of rivalry, I wager everyone would love it."
"But…"
He smiled, putting a hand on his child's variant's shoulder. "The timelines stretch into infinity. It is inevitable that there is more than one Loki out there whose Thor is dead. They would give everything for this opportunity."
He looked down, silent while turning the ball between his hands. When he raised his head, his eyes were clear. "Okay, I'll go find him."
"Good. Take care, kid; this will probably be the last time we see each other."
"Thank you."
He slowly faded out of the timeline into the new one.
—
Timeline LB1
New Asgard did not live to its name. The golden realm eternal had been reduced to a village of stone and wood on Midgard. The population was a fraction of what it was. Still, they had survived. He saw what appeared to be the new palace and was about to walk towards the building when a voice, quite a bit drunk, called for him.
"Lackey, what are you doing here without your girlfriend?" An Aesir woman, dressed in Midgardian clothing, approached, a bottle of mead in her hand. Her dark, loose hair, sharp cheekbones, and determined gaze weren't features he would forget so easily.
"Who might you be?" he asked. She might be someone that did not exist in her timeline or someone whom he had yet to meet.
She stopped, bottle halfway to her lips, brows furrowing. "Did she hit you too hard?"
"I am from another timeline," he explained. If his counterparts knew her, then she might be aware of him.
Her droopy eyes widened and she went stiff. "Are you the one they call the superior Loki?"
"Yes."
"You don't look any different," she said.
Loki flicked his hand, sending her to Midgard's moon. Counting to five, he brought her back. She collapsed on her knees, heaving for breath.
Looks can be deceiving. "Who were you, again?" he asked her but turned back to face the new arrivals. His counterparts, who were dressed in similar human garbs, were approaching him.
"She is the King of New Asgard and the former Commander of the Valkyries," his male counterpart explained, helping the Valkyrie up.
"Brunnhilde," he snapped his fingers, realizing who she was. "I remember now, Sigrun had mentioned you," he said. He still remembered what he had promised to the deceased Valkyrie.
Brunnhilde pushed his counterpart aside, grasping him by the shoulders. Her eyes were wide and wavering. "Wait, is she alive in your timeline?"
"No. I spoke to her spirit," he said with a ghost of a smile, gently pulling her hands away.
"What did she say?"
"That it wasn't your fault." Valkyrie chuckled, though it was bitter and devoid of any humor. She walked away, snatching the bottle on the ground and sloshing the mead down.
"What are you doing here?" Sylvie asked. She certainly did not expect to see the strongest Loki again.
"Checking to see how you are doing."
"Did you kill them?" she asked, her eyes boring a hole into his head.
"The Kangs? Yes."
"Good. And He Who Remains?"
"I don't know, and I don't care. He claimed he would find a place to retire. I told him not to cross paths with me again."
She clicked her tongue, walking away.
"What about you two? How are things here?"
"Thor is happy to have two siblings. The humans are the opposite about having two Lokis," Valkyrie said from the rock she was sitting on.
He chuckled.
"Wait till we get this TemPad working and take the stones before Thanos destroys them. We'll see if they still think the same," his male counterpart said, wiggling a finger.
Sylvie slapped his finger down, her face scrunched. "That's the thing. You don't know the first thing about temporal physics to fix that, and you are not willing to give it to anyone else."
"And Stark knows about time travel?" he asked, getting into her face.
"No, but he knows more about machines than anyone else in this world."
"Are they always like this?" he asked Valkyrie as the love birds continued to argue.
She pursed her lips, raising and dropping her shoulders. "Not really. Just whenever that device comes up."
He rolled his eyes, holding his hand out. "Here, give it to me."
His counterparts stopped, heads slowly turning to him. They turned to each other again, nodding at the same time. His male counterpart handed the broken tempered glass to him without a word.
His magic washed over it. The circuits were fried, a result of too much temporal radiation. It was a simple fix, and the device came to life.
Valkyrie, suddenly intrigued, approached the device.
"What now?"
"Now, we gather the Avengers, go back before Thanos snaps half the galaxy away, and chop his head off."
"Would you like to stay?"
"Not particularly. I wish you good luck in your endeavor. There is still the fashion disaster Loki I have to visit."
"You know, you are a far better Loki than him. Any chance we can switch you two."
"No," both Lokis replied at the same time. He snickered at the Valkyrie before fading away.
—
Timeline OL1
It fascinated him how two timelines could diverge so much in appearances. Where the buildings in New Asgard of the lovebirds were simple in their design, this one was grander. Taller buildings with over-the-top decorations and braziers on tall platforms lighting up the night sky.
This time, he appeared near his counterpart by pure luck. He and Thor were sitting near the small lake, two tankards in hands, drinking.
"At least you seem to be in a better state than the rest."
Both leaped to their feet, with Thor, who was taller and broader than his brother, ripping the battle axe out of the ground. His blonde hair was more golden and his eyes a lighter shade of blue. His face, though, was angular, rather than oval.
"Who are you?"
"Calm down, brother, that's the variant I told you about."
"Ah, apologies."
"No harm done."
"Before you ask, I am simply checking to see how you all are doing."
"You already visited the rest, then."
"I have. The kid was afraid to talk to his Thor; the lovebirds were trying to fix the TemPad to time travel and stop Thanos."
"Pity we don't have one."
He rubbed his eyes. It definitely would make him feel guilty if the same choice was not offered to this counterpart. He closed his eyes, peering back in time to the moment where Thanos had destroyed the stones.
A portal opened, pulling the Mad Titan through time.
He did not waste a moment, immediately targeting the arm wearing the gauntlet. A plasma blade sprung forth from his hand, severing the limb from the elbow. Thanos screamed in pain before Loki flicked his wrist, launching him back.
It happened so fast that both his counterpart and this timeline's Thor were only able to watch with gaping mouths.
He turned the partially melted gauntlet in his hand, pulling out the limb inside. His nose crinkled, and he threw it away. He held the gauntlet to Thor. This version of his brother slowly raised his hand, fingers closing around the metal. He exhaled sharply once he pulled the gauntlet, with all six stones intact.
"I told you he was terrifying," his old counterpart muttered to Thor, who shook his head.
"Brother, Loki, I… I don't know what to say," he said, looking at him with misty eyes.
His lips tightened and he patted Thor on the shoulders. Their looks might differ, but this one could be just as emotional as his Thor. "You don't have to say anything. Thwarting fools like Thanos is reward enough for me."
"I owe you again," his counterpart said.
"Don't be a villain; we'll call it even."
"You don't have to worry; I had enough of it for ten lifetimes."
"Good luck to you both; it's time I was on my way," he said, locking on his timeline.
Thor put a hand on his shoulder, gesturing at the palace. "Would you like to stay at least for the celebrations?"
He patted the oversized hand. "There is something I have to do. My curiosity has been eating me."
His counterpart nodded, understanding in his eyes. "A pity. But know this, you are always welcome here."
"Thank you both," he said with a wave of his hand, disappearing back into his timeline.
—
Timeline Alpha
He arrived in his room, sending a mental message to Cosmo. He first found his mother, explaining to her that Thor was safe and in good hands. He also left a bracelet with her, saying he would be busy with something important.
He also sent a message to his father, saying no thanks were necessary for solving the diplomatic issues with the Jotnar. He still didn't want to talk to him. Perhaps the journey would clear his mind enough that he would want to.
Cosmo barged into the room, sitting on her hind legs before him. "Boss, where are we going?" she asked, her magical telepathy sounding more natural than the collar.
He knelt, giving her pets on her head and under her chin, smiling as he did so. "To another universe. My curiosity reached its peak, and I can't wait another second."
"Another universe? Cool. What are we waiting for?" she asked, her tail swinging wildly.
"Nothing. I prepared everything; let us go," he said.
Rising to his feet, he searched for the barriers that He Who Remains had discovered. His hands glowed a deep emerald color, and he grasped them, pulling apart. The barriers resisted the force, pushing back to maintain the universal cohesion. He pushed back even more, tearing open a pure white rift in the fabric of space.
He took a deep breath and stepped through, feeling his body buzz with excitement. Cosmo leaped inside, right behind him.
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Notes: Loki's first trip will be to a DC Universe first, and then God of War Ragnarok, Stargate, Invincible, Star Wars, Lord of the Rings, Supernatural and Genshin Impact. As for Harry Potter, I need to work on it a bit more before saying anything concrete. See you guys next week.
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"I have Asgard, my family, and my friends." Who else did he need to use his powers for?
"What would they want you to do? Ignoring your father, of course." He chuckled at her petulant tone. She never got along with his father, who merely found her to be a curiosity.
"I believe in letting them solve their own problems."
"Doesn't mean you can't lend a hand."
He threw his head back, groaning. "Maybe we can visit this Queen Bee and poke her hive a bit."
Time to play the hero.
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Way I see it. Asgardians have a container/reactor in their body for magic. Humans are pipes that uses energy from other dimensions
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Asgardians are DnD Sorcerers, born with inherent magic with a specific "flavor" based on their inclinations and potential domains.
Kamar-Taj Sorcerers are DnD Warlocks, gaining their magic from pacts with various entities with domains filled with various forms of energy to channel as spells.
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Huh, did NOT realize this was going into the sudden multi-cross territory, haha. Wonder if he'll be able to help Raven. Maybe bring her with him as well, if she wants. Gotta get multiple goth baddies, haha. Looking forward to more.
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Wonder what kind of Other Universes the MC will visit? Will it be limited to Marvel? Will he be able to find/follow the Portals that connect the Marvel Multiverse and the DC Multiverse? Maybe he will be able to access the more distant Marvel Universes like Harry Potter(since there was a scene in a Marvel Comic that had them coming out of a wall in the background).
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Midgard
Universe D1
He was in Midgard. One in a different reality altogether, but he was certain it was Earth. The language he saw was English; the people were humans, and it had the same polluted air.
"Is this another Earth? " she asked through the telepathic link between them.
"Appears so. Come, let's take a stroll," he said, creating an illusionary leash around her. His general location was the Middle East. Which country, he wasn't certain, since it did not match with the maps of the Earth he knew.
He approached a grocery stall, eyeing the apples. The owner, a man with a weary gaze and appearance, greeted him with a smile. He was way past the age to be working. Looking at the state of the stall, he guessed the man had no other choice.
He bought a bag full of different fruits, with several bananas at Cosmo's request. He peeled one, handing it over to her, and ate another himself. Walking through the city, he began to get a clearer picture of the situation.
The infrastructure wasn't in good condition. Potholes in the roads and bridges, peeling paints, slums, and a terrible urban design. Whoever ruled the country did not appear to care for the people.
"Boss, are we going to do something?" she asked, whimpering at the sight of the begging children.
Loki felt something hot and ugly stir inside him. "Perhaps."
"Come on. These people are in a terrible state. You can make a difference," she said, butting her head on his leg.
"If I save them, what will they do when faced with the next great threat to their nation? Pray to me?" He didn't want to hand the fish to them so easily, yet he wasn't going to spend time teaching them how to fish either.
She whined, giving him those sad eyes again. "You are smart, aren't you? You can figure something out."
He closed his eyes. "You weren't this willing to save the Earth we know."
"I didn't think it was this bad," she said, looking at the group again.
"Let's just walk and see more," he said, handing the bag to the children.
Listening to the Midgardians, he was able to gather quite a bit of knowledge about the nation, Bialya.
An elderly couple were grumbling about the city's state. The husband didn't like how his home, Karif, had fallen down so far. The wife cursed the Queen Bee, the ruler of Bialya, and the ministers. Several military officers had gathered together for dinner. One blurted out a possible war with another country, Qurac, and the military buildup in the capital, Al-Qawiya.
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"So?"
"So what?" he asked, stroking the head on his lap.
"Aren't you going to do something?" He shrugged at the question, not sure what answer to give.
"Then what are you going to do with all that power? Just exist? What's the point of that?" She always helped around Asgard with her telekinesis whenever she could instead of just lazing around in her room.
"I have Asgard, my family, and my friends." Who else did he need to use his powers for?
"What would they want you to do? Ignoring your father, of course." He chuckled at her petulant tone. She never got along with his father, who merely found her to be a curiosity.
"I believe in letting them solve their own problems."
"Doesn't mean you can't lend a hand."
He threw his head back, groaning. "Maybe we can visit this Queen Bee and poke her hive a bit."
Time to play the hero.
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Al-Qawiya
He could have simply teleported near Queen Bee and interrogated her. However, that would be as fun as catching fish in a barrel. So he decided to do something a bit more elaborate for amusement.
He switched places with the minister of defense.
According to the news, the six ministers of Bialya were gathering in the palace to report to the queen on the state of the nation. He walked in, third in line behind the ministers of economy and interior.
The palace was ostentatious. Pure, blinding white, it was a mix of native and European architecture. Tall, square towers; a dome large enough to rival Asgard's throne room—he rolled his eyes at it. Asgard's palace took thousands of years to be what it was now. This was barely a decade or so old.
Queen Bee's narcissistic nature showed itself in the form of statues and busts outside the palace. Passing through a path with three large bronze statues on each side, they finally entered the palace.
The inside was just as bad, with paintings, either expensive-looking ones or Queen Bee's portraits, along with more busts.
He turned his attention to the ministers. From the first second, he noticed the almost euphoric look in their eyes. They seemed to be getting more excited the closer they were to the throne room.
A cursory scan revealed the reason.
A chemical compound was bound to their brain, particularly to the section responsible for sexual attraction. The one responsible was obvious.
"Boss, there is a weird smell in the air," Cosmo said, walking a bit behind, invisible to all but him. He had put on layered protections on her long ago. There was nothing that could bend her mind or so much as ruffle her fur.
"Pheromone-based mind control, how cute. Let's see what this Queen Bee is about," he said through the mental connection. So far she appeared to be a narcissistic, power-hungry parasite. She reminded him of another parasite he had enjoyed terminating.
"All hail Her Majesty, Queen Bee, the ruler of Bialya," the crier announced. They all went down to their knees, except him. He simply made them believe he was kneeling. "Rise and take your seats," Queen Bee ordered.
He finally got a clear look at her. Brown-skinned, she wore a dark corset top and trousers, along with a silk shawl. Her golden headband must be the equivalent of a crown, matching the fang-shaped earrings. She was pretty as far as despots went, with a slender, diamond face and dark blue eyes and long, flowing hair.
As ordered, the ministers took their seats like drones.
The minister of economy was the first one to give his report. In the meantime, he inspected the queen to determine the source of her power. He disassociated his consciousness from his body, inspecting the full body scan. Her scent glands produced pheromones, while she had an innate low-level psychic ability.
Both were genetic.
And ever so easy to get rid of.
He returned to his body, satisfied with what he had learned, just in time for his turn to report. He started by snapping his fingers. Queen Bee raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything.
The minister of economy frowned first, his face scrunching and relaxing, an act his comrades began to emulate. Her eyes widened as she realized what was happening.
"Why are we listening to her?" The Minister of Foreign Affairs asked, pinching the bridge of his nose. The rest of the cabinet looked at him, wondering the same.
Loki smiled, putting his feet on the table. "Simple pheromone- and psychic-based mind control. You all were her thralls for a long time."
Queen Bee tensed, eyes narrowing. "You are not Samir."
His shape changed, his face and clothes returning to normal, growing taller and more slender. "Bingo. I believe that's what you mortals use in these situations."
The minister of energy slammed his fist on the table, glaring at the queen. "I knew it. I knew something was wrong the day I took this position."
Bee tried to use her powers to take control of the situation again. Loki smirked, enjoying how her eyes widened with each failed attempt.
"Don't bother; you don't have your powers anymore. And the gentlemen here look like they are going to lynch you."
True to his words, the ministers turned to the queen, each waiting for another to move first.
Bee's eyes were burning with a look that would melt Uru. She pressed a hidden button on her throne. Several sections opened on the floor, deploying a thick layer of smoke. She managed to run just as the humans started coughing. They stumbled out of the room, giving her all the time she needed.
"Cosmo, if you would."
His canine companion growled with a light, pleased tone, running after the fleeing queen. She was fast, far faster than any of her kind. Bee had nowhere to go.
Loki got up, strolling towards his target.
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"Please, resist. I am sure Cosmo would love the excuse to tear your throat out," he said, grinning at the downed former monarch. Cosmo was on her back, growling, while Bee begged for someone to get the dog off her.
Cosmo growled, her teeth leaning down to the left of Bee's throat, her saliva dripping. He whistled and she backed off, leaving the woman to scramble back. She hit a tree, stopping.
"Boss, we got incoming," Cosmo said, turning to the door.
"Don't kill them. They are being used."
The group of security guards suddenly found themselves floating, their guns torn out of their hands. Cosmo slammed them to the ground, hard enough to knock each one out.
"So much for your security," he said with a light tone, a smirk on his lips afterwards.
Bee wasn't ready to surrender yet. "You haven't killed me yet. You want something."
He shrugged, kneeling down to her level. "An answer."
He created a black hole in his hand, sucking all the light within visible range, turning day to night. "I have enough power to destroy this planet with a snap of my fingers, yet I never saw the point of this desire for power and control. What drove you to do any of this?"
Beads of sweat began to gather on her forehead. She realized this wasn't a mere assassination attempt by a hired gun.
"Humanity deserves to be at the top of the galactic food chain. Control is necessary to ensure order and progress," she said. It was the purpose of the light and something necessary to fulfill her vision.
He kept gazing at her, face hard as stone, before he snorted. "According to your narrow, narcissistic view, no doubt."
She snarled, still trying to use her pheromones. "I have the power. Why shouldn't I use it? Why shouldn't these lesser beings kneel before me?"
"You remind me of Rapu," he said, letting out a dry, humorless laugh as a ghostly image of the said worm appeared next to Bee.
"He was a god I met on another planet. Thought the natives of the planet should worship him because he is Rapu, not because he deserved it."
He knelt down again, glaring at her, his hatred drowning hers out. "I was going to let the mobs lynch you, but I believe I can yet make a lesson out of you."
For the first time in a long while, she felt terror.
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All across Bialya, giant screens blinked into existence. Life came to a stop at the sight of Queen Bee, tied to a tree. A stranger stood before her, smiling.
"People of Bialya. Your parasitic queen has been mind-controlling people in positions of importance, which allowed her to rule this country as an unopposed despot. I give you the chance to take the reins into your hands; don't waste it."
With those words, the stranger snapped his fingers. A noose came down from the large branch of the tree, wrapping itself around Queen Bee's throat like a serpent, pulling. She began to struggle, trying to remove the noose to no effect. Her struggles were frantic at first. She clawed and shook, opening wounds on her throat.
Second after second, she slowed down, her eyes rolling to the back of her head, the gagging sound fading to nothing. Finally, her hands fell to her sides. She continued to slightly swing back and forth, motionless otherwise.
"There you have it," the stranger said, dismissing the screens.
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Mount Justice
"Who the heck is that?" Kid Flash asked, his voice lacking the usual exuberance. He had just seen the gruesome image of Queen Bee's dead body hanging on a tree.
"No match on any databases. He is not a known villain or a vigilante," Robin said as the search results came up empty. Whoever the stranger was, the possibility that he was not from Earth remained.
"What about Bialya? What is happening there now?"
"Mass riots broke out following Queen Bee's death. The government is trying to control the situation, but no luck there. The military and the law enforcement are in a state of chaos and can't respond effectively."
"Is it just me who isn't sad about it?" Artemis asked, crossing her arms.
There was no response to her question.
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The Watchtower
"You have nothing on him?" Superman asked, raising an eyebrow. All the founding members were in the meeting while the rest had matters to deal with.
Batman continued to work on the computer, not even turning around. "No. This is the first time he is seen. It is possible he is not from Earth."
"How many aliens are out there with this kind of tech or powers?" Flash asked the Green Lantern, who shrugged.
"Too many."
Martian Manhunter cleared his throat. "And Bialya?" The important matter was to help the nation stabilize itself. Bee's fate was already decided.
Flash read the latest message the League had received. "The cabinet reached the UN. They want our help to peacefully stop the protestors. I mean, we know Bee was mind-controlling them. There is no reason to say no."
"We could also contact this unknown individual if he is still in Bialya," Superman suggested. It was one thing for this man to kill Queen Bee. It was another matter for him to livestream it to the people of Bialya.
"What then? He hanged the internationally recognized ruler of the country, a despot or not. Do we try to arrest him?" Aquaman asked.
"They elected the minister of interior as the brand new prime minister with emergency powers. Legally, we can go after him should they make an official request," Manhunter summarized.
Flash crossed his arms. "Did he make a request?"
The green alien shook his head. "Just to mediate with the rioters."
"Then what are we waiting for?"
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Unknown Location
"Who is this new enemy of the Light?" a rough, guttural voice growled. Of all the setbacks they faced, having one of their own executed on live TV was not one any had seen coming.
"He is dangerous," an almost childlike voice said. He had considered taking a glance at the unknown, but the mere feeling of his magic made him back off.
An older, calmer voice spoke next. "That is obvious. The real question is how do we respond?"
"From his little speech, it is evident he cannot be brought to our side. Yet, he is unlikely to be accepted by the heroes," a fourth, sophisticated male said. Bee's death and the following riots meant the Light would have to quickly retreat from Bialya before their efforts were discovered.
The rest of the meeting failed to reach any concrete objectives.
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"We could invite him for a chat," Flash suggested, but their attention turned to the final teammate, who was trembling now.
"Fate, are you alright?" Lantern asked, raising a hand to shake the Lord of Order awake.
Dr. Fate, who was meditating, suddenly went stiff. His head snapped back. A torrent of green energy blasted out of his eyes and mouth, blinding them all. It abruptly stopped, and Fate fell forward, helmet and costume disintegrating, leaving Zatara's breathing form behind.
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Midgard
Universe D1
He was in Midgard. One in a different reality altogether, but he was certain it was Earth. The language he saw was English; the people were humans, and it had the same polluted air.
"Is this another Earth? " she asked through the telepathic link between them.
"Appears so. Come, let's take a stroll," he said, creating an illusionary leash around her. His general location was the Middle East. Which country, he wasn't certain, since it did not match with the maps of the Earth he knew.
He approached a grocery stall, eyeing the apples. The owner, a man with a weary gaze and appearance, greeted him with a smile. He was way past the age to be working. Looking at the state of the stall, he guessed the man had no other choice.
He bought a bag full of different fruits, with several bananas at Cosmo's request. He peeled one, handing it over to her, and ate another himself. Walking through the city, he began to get a clearer picture of the situation.
The infrastructure wasn't in good condition. Potholes in the roads and bridges, peeling paints, slums, and a terrible urban design. Whoever ruled the country did not appear to care for the people.
"Boss, are we going to do something?" she asked, whimpering at the sight of the begging children.
Loki felt something hot and ugly stir inside him. "Perhaps."
"Come on. These people are in a terrible state. You can make a difference," she said, butting her head on his leg.
"If I save them, what will they do when faced with the next great threat to their nation? Pray to me?" He didn't want to hand the fish to them so easily, yet he wasn't going to spend time teaching them how to fish either.
She whined, giving him those sad eyes again. "You are smart, aren't you? You can figure something out."
He closed his eyes. "You weren't this willing to save the Earth we know."
"I didn't think it was this bad," she said, looking at the group again.
"Let's just walk and see more," he said, handing the bag to the children.
Listening to the Midgardians, he was able to gather quite a bit of knowledge about the nation, Bialya.
An elderly couple were grumbling about the city's state. The husband didn't like how his home, Karif, had fallen down so far. The wife cursed the Queen Bee, the ruler of Bialya, and the ministers. Several military officers had gathered together for dinner. One blurted out a possible war with another country, Qurac, and the military buildup in the capital, Al-Qawiya.
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"So?"
"So what?" he asked, stroking the head on his lap.
"Aren't you going to do something?" He shrugged at the question, not sure what answer to give.
"Then what are you going to do with all that power? Just exist? What's the point of that?" She always helped around Asgard with her telekinesis whenever she could instead of just lazing around in her room.
"I have Asgard, my family, and my friends." Who else did he need to use his powers for?
"What would they want you to do? Ignoring your father, of course." He chuckled at her petulant tone. She never got along with his father, who merely found her to be a curiosity.
"I believe in letting them solve their own problems."
"Doesn't mean you can't lend a hand."
He threw his head back, groaning. "Maybe we can visit this Queen Bee and poke her hive a bit."
Time to play the hero.
—
Al-Qawiya
He could have simply teleported near Queen Bee and interrogated her. However, that would be as fun as catching fish in a barrel. So he decided to do something a bit more elaborate for amusement.
He switched places with the minister of defense.
According to the news, the six ministers of Bialya were gathering in the palace to report to the queen on the state of the nation. He walked in, third in line behind the ministers of economy and interior.
The palace was ostentatious. Pure, blinding white, it was a mix of native and European architecture. Tall, square towers; a dome large enough to rival Asgard's throne room—he rolled his eyes at it. Asgard's palace took thousands of years to be what it was now. This was barely a decade or so old.
Queen Bee's narcissistic nature showed itself in the form of statues and busts outside the palace. Passing through a path with three large bronze statues on each side, they finally entered the palace.
The inside was just as bad, with paintings, either expensive-looking ones or Queen Bee's portraits, along with more busts.
He turned his attention to the ministers. From the first second, he noticed the almost euphoric look in their eyes. They seemed to be getting more excited the closer they were to the throne room.
A cursory scan revealed the reason.
A chemical compound was bound to their brain, particularly to the section responsible for sexual attraction. The one responsible was obvious.
"Boss, there is a weird smell in the air," Cosmo said, walking a bit behind, invisible to all but him. He had put on layered protections on her long ago. There was nothing that could bend her mind or so much as ruffle her fur.
"Pheromone-based mind control, how cute. Let's see what this Queen Bee is about," he said through the mental connection. So far she appeared to be a narcissistic, power-hungry parasite. She reminded him of another parasite he had enjoyed terminating.
"All hail Her Majesty, Queen Bee, the ruler of Bialya," the crier announced. They all went down to their knees, except him. He simply made them believe he was kneeling. "Rise and take your seats," Queen Bee ordered.
He finally got a clear look at her. Brown-skinned, she wore a dark corset top and trousers, along with a silk shawl. Her golden headband must be the equivalent of a crown, matching the fang-shaped earrings. She was pretty as far as despots went, with a slender, diamond face and dark blue eyes and long, flowing hair.
As ordered, the ministers took their seats like drones.
The minister of economy was the first one to give his report. In the meantime, he inspected the queen to determine the source of her power. He disassociated his consciousness from his body, inspecting the full body scan. Her scent glands produced pheromones, while she had an innate low-level psychic ability.
Both were genetic.
And ever so easy to get rid of.
He returned to his body, satisfied with what he had learned, just in time for his turn to report. He started by snapping his fingers. Queen Bee raised an eyebrow but didn't say anything.
The minister of economy frowned first, his face scrunching and relaxing, an act his comrades began to emulate. Her eyes widened as she realized what was happening.
"Why are we listening to her?" The Minister of Foreign Affairs asked, pinching the bridge of his nose. The rest of the cabinet looked at him, wondering the same.
Loki smiled, putting his feet on the table. "Simple pheromone- and psychic-based mind control. You all were her thralls for a long time."
Queen Bee tensed, eyes narrowing. "You are not Samir."
His shape changed, his face and clothes returning to normal, growing taller and more slender. "Bingo. I believe that's what you mortals use in these situations."
The minister of energy slammed his fist on the table, glaring at the queen. "I knew it. I knew something was wrong the day I took this position."
Bee tried to use her powers to take control of the situation again. Loki smirked, enjoying how her eyes widened with each failed attempt.
"Don't bother; you don't have your powers anymore. And the gentlemen here look like they are going to lynch you."
True to his words, the ministers turned to the queen, each waiting for another to move first.
Bee's eyes were burning with a look that would melt Uru. She pressed a hidden button on her throne. Several sections opened on the floor, deploying a thick layer of smoke. She managed to run just as the humans started coughing. They stumbled out of the room, giving her all the time she needed.
"Cosmo, if you would."
His canine companion growled with a light, pleased tone, running after the fleeing queen. She was fast, far faster than any of her kind. Bee had nowhere to go.
Loki got up, strolling towards his target.
—
"Please, resist. I am sure Cosmo would love the excuse to tear your throat out," he said, grinning at the downed former monarch. Cosmo was on her back, growling, while Bee begged for someone to get the dog off her.
Cosmo growled, her teeth leaning down to the left of Bee's throat, her saliva dripping. He whistled and she backed off, leaving the woman to scramble back. She hit a tree, stopping.
"Boss, we got incoming," Cosmo said, turning to the door.
"Don't kill them. They are being used."
The group of security guards suddenly found themselves floating, their guns torn out of their hands. Cosmo slammed them to the ground, hard enough to knock each one out.
"So much for your security," he said with a light tone, a smirk on his lips afterwards.
Bee wasn't ready to surrender yet. "You haven't killed me yet. You want something."
He shrugged, kneeling down to her level. "An answer."
He created a black hole in his hand, sucking all the light within visible range, turning day to night. "I have enough power to destroy this planet with a snap of my fingers, yet I never saw the point of this desire for power and control. What drove you to do any of this?"
Beads of sweat began to gather on her forehead. She realized this wasn't a mere assassination attempt by a hired gun.
"Humanity deserves to be at the top of the galactic food chain. Control is necessary to ensure order and progress," she said. It was the purpose of the light and something necessary to fulfill her vision.
He kept gazing at her, face hard as stone, before he snorted. "According to your narrow, narcissistic view, no doubt."
She snarled, still trying to use her pheromones. "I have the power. Why shouldn't I use it? Why shouldn't these lesser beings kneel before me?"
"You remind me of Rapu," he said, letting out a dry, humorless laugh as a ghostly image of the said worm appeared next to Bee.
"He was a god I met on another planet. Thought the natives of the planet should worship him because he is Rapu, not because he deserved it."
He knelt down again, glaring at her, his hatred drowning hers out. "I was going to let the mobs lynch you, but I believe I can yet make a lesson out of you."
For the first time in a long while, she felt terror.
—
All across Bialya, giant screens blinked into existence. Life came to a stop at the sight of Queen Bee, tied to a tree. A stranger stood before her, smiling.
"People of Bialya. Your parasitic queen has been mind-controlling people in positions of importance, which allowed her to rule this country as an unopposed despot. I give you the chance to take the reins into your hands; don't waste it."
With those words, the stranger snapped his fingers. A noose came down from the large branch of the tree, wrapping itself around Queen Bee's throat like a serpent, pulling. She began to struggle, trying to remove the noose to no effect. Her struggles were frantic at first. She clawed and shook, opening wounds on her throat.
Second after second, she slowed down, her eyes rolling to the back of her head, the gagging sound fading to nothing. Finally, her hands fell to her sides. She continued to slightly swing back and forth, motionless otherwise.
"There you have it," the stranger said, dismissing the screens.
—
Mount Justice
"Who the heck is that?" Kid Flash asked, his voice lacking the usual exuberance. He had just seen the gruesome image of Queen Bee's dead body hanging on a tree.
"No match on any databases. He is not a known villain or a vigilante," Robin said as the search results came up empty. Whoever the stranger was, the possibility that he was not from Earth remained.
"What about Bialya? What is happening there now?"
"Mass riots broke out following Queen Bee's death. The government is trying to control the situation, but no luck there. The military and the law enforcement are in a state of chaos and can't respond effectively."
"Is it just me who isn't sad about it?" Artemis asked, crossing her arms.
There was no response to her question.
—
The Watchtower
"You have nothing on him?" Superman asked, raising an eyebrow. All the founding members were in the meeting while the rest had matters to deal with.
Batman continued to work on the computer, not even turning around. "No. This is the first time he is seen. It is possible he is not from Earth."
"How many aliens are out there with this kind of tech or powers?" Flash asked the Green Lantern, who shrugged.
"Too many."
Martian Manhunter cleared his throat. "And Bialya?" The important matter was to help the nation stabilize itself. Bee's fate was already decided.
Flash read the latest message the League had received. "The cabinet reached the UN. They want our help to peacefully stop the protestors. I mean, we know Bee was mind-controlling them. There is no reason to say no."
"We could also contact this unknown individual if he is still in Bialya," Superman suggested. It was one thing for this man to kill Queen Bee. It was another matter for him to livestream it to the people of Bialya.
"What then? He hanged the internationally recognized ruler of the country, a despot or not. Do we try to arrest him?" Aquaman asked.
"They elected the minister of interior as the brand new prime minister with emergency powers. Legally, we can go after him should they make an official request," Manhunter summarized.
Flash crossed his arms. "Did he make a request?"
The green alien shook his head. "Just to mediate with the rioters."
"Then what are we waiting for?"
—
Unknown Location
"Who is this new enemy of the Light?" a rough, guttural voice growled. Of all the setbacks they faced, having one of their own executed on live TV was not one any had seen coming.
"He is dangerous," an almost childlike voice said. He had considered taking a glance at the unknown, but the mere feeling of his magic made him back off.
An older, calmer voice spoke next. "That is obvious. The real question is how do we respond?"
"From his little speech, it is evident he cannot be brought to our side. Yet, he is unlikely to be accepted by the heroes," a fourth, sophisticated male said. Bee's death and the following riots meant the Light would have to quickly retreat from Bialya before their efforts were discovered.
The rest of the meeting failed to reach any concrete objectives.
—
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"We could invite him for a chat," Flash suggested, but their attention turned to the final teammate, who was trembling now.
"Fate, are you alright?" Lantern asked, raising a hand to shake the Lord of Order awake.
Dr. Fate, who was meditating, suddenly went stiff. His head snapped back. A torrent of green energy blasted out of his eyes and mouth, blinding them all. It abruptly stopped, and Fate fell forward, helmet and costume disintegrating, leaving Zatara's breathing form behind.
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Young Justice, eh? Slight disappointment, given that Raven is quite young there. Who knows, maybe she'll be aged up. Wonder how WW will react to meeting another god. And nice to see Loki and Cosmo moments. Looking forward to more.
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Ohh. I like this.
With his power level theirs not really anything that could stop him. Short of dark side .
I hope he sticks around for at least a few chapters.
And having Cosmo make the moral decisions for him does lead to some I teresting questions.
With his power level theirs not really anything that could stop him. Short of dark side .
I hope he sticks around for at least a few chapters.
And having Cosmo make the moral decisions for him does lead to some I teresting questions.
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Hah, poor Fate looked too deep into the Abyss and the Abyss stared back
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Chapter 35 - Gods of Old
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Hello there,
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Do you like Loki's creations, dangerous experiments, and willingness to challenge enemies that appear above his league? Then you will definitely like Thairon, the protagonist of my original story, Arrival : Ruptures. Comments, likes and reviews are appreciated. Here are the links for : AO3, Spacebattles, Royal Road and Webnovel.
—
Bialya
He was not about to abandon the country after setting it on fire, figuratively. Queen Bee's death had emboldened the population. With the upper management out of her control and the truth of her abilities revealed, the people were in a state of uproar.
He had done what he could. If the Bialyans wanted a better future, they would have to take it. He watched over the riots and the attempts to quell them. His interest was piqued when a man, one that wore his underwear over his blue spandex costume, landed gently in front of the crowd in the capital. He must have been a known figure because the masses stopped.
A closer look revealed he wasn't a human. The DNA had differences, but they were close enough he wagered the hero could have a child with a human.
He was negotiating, trying to peacefully end the protests. The people weren't so easily dissuaded, demanding all current ministers resign. They wanted free and fair elections to determine their future. It would not be left in the hands of the current administration, mind-controlled or not.
The administration was not so willing to relinquish its power.
The negotiator relayed the offer. The government would hold elections in one year after rooting out all of Queen Bee's accomplices.
The crowds marched once again. The superpowered individual did not attempt to stop them, merely calling for peace and reason.
His peace was disturbed by a chaotic feeling. Whatever approached felt like a mass of twisting, squirming strands of discord. He raised an eyebrow as the portal opened and something in the form of a child stepped out, holding an orange cat in his arms. He was dressed in a suit, with hair standing up like horns, a narrow, sharp face, and a grin.
"Well, well, if it isn't the one who killed the flightless pest. I have to admit, the chaos you spread in Bialya feels delectable."
Loki blinked at the words and turned ahead, continuing to stroke Cosmo's head.
"Are you ignoring me?!" the boy said, gritting his teeth. He did not answer, enjoying the moment. Whatever this creature was, he did not pose a threat to him. His chaotic nature wasn't something that piqued his interest.
"You are no fun," the boy said, pouting like a child. He opened a portal and left, knowing better than to start a fight he could not win.
—
Al-Qawiya
Superman's pleas fell on deaf ears. The massive crowd had no intention of stopping. He could not and would not use force. Batman suggested the man who executed Queen Bee might be able to influence the masses. The problem was finding him.
"Superman, I have him on satellite," Batman said. It was left to the world's greatest detective to track the unknown.
"What? Where?" he asked, rising above the crowd.
"He is resting in an oasis."
That couldn't have been so simple. "How did you find him so fast?"
"It wasn't there before."
"Who is going to speak to him?" he asked. Someone who could create an oasis noticeable on satellite wasn't an ordinary magician.
"I will," Wonder Woman said as she was closest to the oasis.
—
He was having another visitor, one who came by air this time. A demigod by the feeling of her, with half her DNA being pure energy.
"Greetings, stranger."
This Earth had quite the eccentric group of protectors. "Greetings."
"I am Diana of Themyscira."
"Loki of Asgard."
She crossed her arms, turning her head slightly to the side, narrowing her eyes. "Asgard? It has been a long time since a god from that realm was alive."
He raised an eyebrow. He had actually considered looking to see if Asgard existed in this dimension but had left it for later. She had answered his question. "In this universe perhaps."
"You are from another universe? What brought you here?" If he were telling the truth, which she had no reason to believe one way or the other, then what reason would there be for Loki the Trickster God to be here?
"Merely traveling to see what exists in the infinite," he explained, taking a sip from his mead.
She would take the trickster's words with a grain of salt. "You have caused quite a stir in this world."
"It is only natural that the death of a despot would ruffle many feathers." Who knew how many allies she had that feared they would be the next?
"It is the fact that there is a god who interferes in mortal affairs and executes someone." While the god part was new knowledge, someone of his strength overthrowing a government did indeed ruffle feathers.
He shrugged. She was not strong enough to pose a threat to him, and neither were her comrades. "These people were suffering, so I lent a hand. If you have an issue, you are free to try and fail to stop me."
"They are suffering now too. The riots are counterproductive to stabilizing the country," she said. There was truth to her words, for a state of order was necessary for Bialya to move forward. Yet, it would only come when the people were ready for it, not before.
"Then the government should give people what they want."
"You should know it's never that easy. The government is willing to..." she began, but he stopped her. "Hold elections in one year after clearing all of Queen Bee's followers in the administration?"
Her eyes widened for a fraction of a second. She realized he was actually watching the events that were unfolding across the country. Most likely the League too. "Yes. Bialya has already suffered too much. With all the different factions vying for power, there will only be chaos."
"I am sure the people will do what is best for them."
"Certainly. But they will need someone to calm them down first. They are too emotional to choose the best path."
"Well, far be it from me to interfere as long as the people aren't harmed in any way. Good luck to you with that," he said, shooing her away with his hand.
Diana rolled her eyes. "I meant you. You killed Queen Bee; they would listen to you."
Loki created a hat, putting it over his eyes. "I only meddled enough to give them a chance to fight back. They must work for the rest."
"Even if chaos grips this country?" she asked. He was willing to execute Queen Bee on live television, but telling people to calm down was too much?
"If I give them everything on a silver platter, it will not have a meaning. The people must fight, bleed, and die for what they want. Otherwise, when the next dictator wannabe comes along, they will be looking for someone to fight for them," he explained.
She fell silent, thinking and realizing the truth in his words. Her people had fought for the peace they currently enjoyed. She hesitated. Could they deprive the Bialyans of that chance?
"Wonder Woman, you can stop. The government just agreed to step down immediately," Batman explained.
She took a deep breath, her shoulders relaxing.
"Well, it appears your wishes have come true."
He huffed, a quiet, annoyed laugh escaping his lips. "This is not my home; my wishes mean nothing. This victory is people's and no one else's."
Diana smiled, gave a nod, and left.
—
The League's attempts to peacefully quell the riots poured gasoline into the fire. The palace was long surrounded. The government refused to meet their demands, and the Justice League's intervention was seen as support for the government.
The people climbed over the walls, broke down the doors, and prepared to tear the ministers apart. Only when the main building was covered by Green Lantern's light did the government fold. There was nowhere they could hide. If they left with the League, they would be exiles.
It left them only one option.
The Prime Minister announced the resignation of the cabinet. While the citizens rejoiced, the Green Lantern took them away so there wouldn't be bloodshed. The people were quick to elect an interim prime minister to lead the country until the elections.
Meanwhile, Loki watched everything with a smile.
—
Al-Qawiya
"The God of Mischief? That Loki? You didn't tell us about Asgard," Flash said, whispering. He knew a little bit about the Scandinavian myths. Loki wasn't looked at favorably in any way, shape, or form. He didn't know how many of the myths were true but wished they were not.
There definitely would be trouble if this got out. A god interfering so openly on Earth was not allowed due to many reasons, as Diana had said.
"Because they died a long time ago from what exists in Olympus' records. This Loki says he is from another dimension," she explained. The destruction of Asgard and many other pantheons wasn't detailed. The legends said that it had happened long, long ago.
Either they didn't know or it was kept a secret.
"Bialya just elected an exiled activist as the interim prime minister," Red Tornado reported.
Flash whistled. "They work really fast, don't they?" Barely a couple of hours and things seemed to be progressing well for the people.
Batman looked at him for a moment, his stone gaze not wavering. "Returning to the matter at hand, you said he seemed disinterested in doing more than he had?"
She nodded. "Correct. He seemed content to laze in the oasis with his dog." Whether it was out of laziness or actually the desire to let the people handle their problems, she wasn't certain.
"Assuming he doesn't suddenly decide there are more dictators to dispose of," Manhunter said. Queen Bee wasn't the only despot in the world. If Loki decided the rest had to be disposed of as well, they could not stop him in countries outside the League's jurisdiction.
"I honestly can't say anything about it."
"We could invite him for a chat," Flash suggested, but their attention turned to the final teammate, who was trembling now.
"Fate, are you alright?" Lantern asked, raising a hand to shake the Lord of Order awake.
Dr. Fate, who was meditating, suddenly went stiff. His head snapped back. A torrent of green energy blasted out of his eyes and mouth, blinding them all. It abruptly stopped, and Fate fell forward, helmet and costume disintegrating, leaving Zatara's breathing form behind.
"What the heck was that?" Green Lantern asked, rushing to the magician's side. He was alive and breathing but did not respond to him.
"What was he doing?" Batman asked.
Manhunter looked at the still form of Giovanni. "He said he would try to divine more about Loki."
"Giovanni, can you hear me?" Lantern asked, gently slapping him on the face. There was no reaction, not even a groan.
"Let's take him to the Tower first. We are done here anyway."
—
The Watchtower
The preliminary diagnosis showed that Giovanni was in a coma due to the magical backlash. They were assuming Loki did not like the fact he was being spied on and destroyed Nabu. Of course, there would be no action taken unless they were absolutely certain.
If they ever would.
There was a more important matter to handle first. Zatanna deserved to know her father was free, even if he was in a coma.
Diana left for Themyscira to find more about Loki and Asgard. The only knowledge they had came from the source god in question. With all that Loki was known for, the veracity of his words was nonexistent. Green Lantern left to search Oa's archives for the same reason, leaving Batman to reach out to the magical side of the world.
In truth, the Caped Crusader did not eliminate the information that Loki might be from another universe. Someone that strong did not lie hidden for so long, only to kill Queen Bee and then sleep in an oasis.
Him being from another dimension would explain it.
Superman contacted New Genesis, seeking answers. It was possible that the New Gods knew something about Loki and Asgard, perhaps more so than any other source. While they weren't a fan of interfering with Earth's matters, a god that was supposed to be dead would no doubt have their interest.
—
She barged into the medical room, ignoring the calls to slow down. She threw her arms around her father, sobbing. She already knew he was in a coma. Just being able to hug him like this was enough.
"How did Fate let him go?" she asked once her tears stopped. She hated that golden rust bucket of a helmet. She also knew it wouldn't let her father go so easily.
Manhunter's blank gaze looked at the still form of the man. "I am afraid the situation is too complicated."
Robin rolled his eyes. "Which means you are not going to tell us anything."
"When the right time comes, we will explain it to you. For now, Zatanna is excused from the team so she can be with her father," he said.
Displeased with the secrecy, the team left Zatanna with her father. They would find answers, one way or another.
—
Loki's Oasis
He scoffed, feeling the unwelcome eyes burn out of this realm. He was just about to fall asleep when he felt something try to gaze into his existence. He ignored it at first since he could not hope to succeed. However, the scrying got more intense and pushy.
As it had gazed at him, he gazed back, finding himself displeased with what he discovered. A self-proclaimed lord of order who was keeping his host a hostage after blackmailing him with his daughter. Disintegrating his connection to this realm was a far kinder fate, but outright destroying him would be too time-consuming.
For now, it would do.
—
Unknown Location
When Loki cut Nabu out of Earth, it had consequences. The Lords of Order were alarmed. It was not something any being, even if they were a god, could do so simply. Whatever had happened had greatly weakened their hand.
And strengthened the enemy's.
The Lords of Chaos were overjoyed, especially one Witch Boy. With Nabu gone, the Earth would be their playground. Once Earth was theirs, it would put the golden lords on the backfoot. The war that had been continuing for eons might finally have an end.
Klarion began to prepare, though he wondered what managed to banish Nabu from reality. The unknown god was a possibility, but if he was willing to kill that human for being evil, why would he vanquish Nabu? Someone else could be responsible, but he did not believe in coincidences.
Unaware, or rather, indifferent to the idea of learning dangers that were coming his way, Loki slept. Two superhero teams, an organization hellbent on domination, a group of beings who only cared to spread chaos, a multitude of governments, and, of course, the people of Bialya searched for him.
—
In the next chapter:
"Guess who just found out how your dad was freed?" Robin asked as he sat on his chair, taking his plate full of pancakes.
Zatanna sucked in a breath, coughing. "What? How?" she asked, gulping down a glass of water to soothe her throat.
The whole table stopped eating, turning to Robin.
The Boy Wonder smirked. "That new guy? His name is Loki, from the Scandinavian myths."
"Great, a trickster god was what we needed," Kid Flash said. Like New Genesis and Apokolips weren't enough, now they had the Scandinavians.
"Not only that," Robin continued, earning their attention once more, "he is also from another universe."
"What's he doing here?" She wanted to know everything.
"Traveling, apparently. I also learned where he currently is."
"Where?"
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—
Bialya
He was not about to abandon the country after setting it on fire, figuratively. Queen Bee's death had emboldened the population. With the upper management out of her control and the truth of her abilities revealed, the people were in a state of uproar.
He had done what he could. If the Bialyans wanted a better future, they would have to take it. He watched over the riots and the attempts to quell them. His interest was piqued when a man, one that wore his underwear over his blue spandex costume, landed gently in front of the crowd in the capital. He must have been a known figure because the masses stopped.
A closer look revealed he wasn't a human. The DNA had differences, but they were close enough he wagered the hero could have a child with a human.
He was negotiating, trying to peacefully end the protests. The people weren't so easily dissuaded, demanding all current ministers resign. They wanted free and fair elections to determine their future. It would not be left in the hands of the current administration, mind-controlled or not.
The administration was not so willing to relinquish its power.
The negotiator relayed the offer. The government would hold elections in one year after rooting out all of Queen Bee's accomplices.
The crowds marched once again. The superpowered individual did not attempt to stop them, merely calling for peace and reason.
His peace was disturbed by a chaotic feeling. Whatever approached felt like a mass of twisting, squirming strands of discord. He raised an eyebrow as the portal opened and something in the form of a child stepped out, holding an orange cat in his arms. He was dressed in a suit, with hair standing up like horns, a narrow, sharp face, and a grin.
"Well, well, if it isn't the one who killed the flightless pest. I have to admit, the chaos you spread in Bialya feels delectable."
Loki blinked at the words and turned ahead, continuing to stroke Cosmo's head.
"Are you ignoring me?!" the boy said, gritting his teeth. He did not answer, enjoying the moment. Whatever this creature was, he did not pose a threat to him. His chaotic nature wasn't something that piqued his interest.
"You are no fun," the boy said, pouting like a child. He opened a portal and left, knowing better than to start a fight he could not win.
—
Al-Qawiya
Superman's pleas fell on deaf ears. The massive crowd had no intention of stopping. He could not and would not use force. Batman suggested the man who executed Queen Bee might be able to influence the masses. The problem was finding him.
"Superman, I have him on satellite," Batman said. It was left to the world's greatest detective to track the unknown.
"What? Where?" he asked, rising above the crowd.
"He is resting in an oasis."
That couldn't have been so simple. "How did you find him so fast?"
"It wasn't there before."
"Who is going to speak to him?" he asked. Someone who could create an oasis noticeable on satellite wasn't an ordinary magician.
"I will," Wonder Woman said as she was closest to the oasis.
—
He was having another visitor, one who came by air this time. A demigod by the feeling of her, with half her DNA being pure energy.
"Greetings, stranger."
This Earth had quite the eccentric group of protectors. "Greetings."
"I am Diana of Themyscira."
"Loki of Asgard."
She crossed her arms, turning her head slightly to the side, narrowing her eyes. "Asgard? It has been a long time since a god from that realm was alive."
He raised an eyebrow. He had actually considered looking to see if Asgard existed in this dimension but had left it for later. She had answered his question. "In this universe perhaps."
"You are from another universe? What brought you here?" If he were telling the truth, which she had no reason to believe one way or the other, then what reason would there be for Loki the Trickster God to be here?
"Merely traveling to see what exists in the infinite," he explained, taking a sip from his mead.
She would take the trickster's words with a grain of salt. "You have caused quite a stir in this world."
"It is only natural that the death of a despot would ruffle many feathers." Who knew how many allies she had that feared they would be the next?
"It is the fact that there is a god who interferes in mortal affairs and executes someone." While the god part was new knowledge, someone of his strength overthrowing a government did indeed ruffle feathers.
He shrugged. She was not strong enough to pose a threat to him, and neither were her comrades. "These people were suffering, so I lent a hand. If you have an issue, you are free to try and fail to stop me."
"They are suffering now too. The riots are counterproductive to stabilizing the country," she said. There was truth to her words, for a state of order was necessary for Bialya to move forward. Yet, it would only come when the people were ready for it, not before.
"Then the government should give people what they want."
"You should know it's never that easy. The government is willing to..." she began, but he stopped her. "Hold elections in one year after clearing all of Queen Bee's followers in the administration?"
Her eyes widened for a fraction of a second. She realized he was actually watching the events that were unfolding across the country. Most likely the League too. "Yes. Bialya has already suffered too much. With all the different factions vying for power, there will only be chaos."
"I am sure the people will do what is best for them."
"Certainly. But they will need someone to calm them down first. They are too emotional to choose the best path."
"Well, far be it from me to interfere as long as the people aren't harmed in any way. Good luck to you with that," he said, shooing her away with his hand.
Diana rolled her eyes. "I meant you. You killed Queen Bee; they would listen to you."
Loki created a hat, putting it over his eyes. "I only meddled enough to give them a chance to fight back. They must work for the rest."
"Even if chaos grips this country?" she asked. He was willing to execute Queen Bee on live television, but telling people to calm down was too much?
"If I give them everything on a silver platter, it will not have a meaning. The people must fight, bleed, and die for what they want. Otherwise, when the next dictator wannabe comes along, they will be looking for someone to fight for them," he explained.
She fell silent, thinking and realizing the truth in his words. Her people had fought for the peace they currently enjoyed. She hesitated. Could they deprive the Bialyans of that chance?
"Wonder Woman, you can stop. The government just agreed to step down immediately," Batman explained.
She took a deep breath, her shoulders relaxing.
"Well, it appears your wishes have come true."
He huffed, a quiet, annoyed laugh escaping his lips. "This is not my home; my wishes mean nothing. This victory is people's and no one else's."
Diana smiled, gave a nod, and left.
—
The League's attempts to peacefully quell the riots poured gasoline into the fire. The palace was long surrounded. The government refused to meet their demands, and the Justice League's intervention was seen as support for the government.
The people climbed over the walls, broke down the doors, and prepared to tear the ministers apart. Only when the main building was covered by Green Lantern's light did the government fold. There was nowhere they could hide. If they left with the League, they would be exiles.
It left them only one option.
The Prime Minister announced the resignation of the cabinet. While the citizens rejoiced, the Green Lantern took them away so there wouldn't be bloodshed. The people were quick to elect an interim prime minister to lead the country until the elections.
Meanwhile, Loki watched everything with a smile.
—
Al-Qawiya
"The God of Mischief? That Loki? You didn't tell us about Asgard," Flash said, whispering. He knew a little bit about the Scandinavian myths. Loki wasn't looked at favorably in any way, shape, or form. He didn't know how many of the myths were true but wished they were not.
There definitely would be trouble if this got out. A god interfering so openly on Earth was not allowed due to many reasons, as Diana had said.
"Because they died a long time ago from what exists in Olympus' records. This Loki says he is from another dimension," she explained. The destruction of Asgard and many other pantheons wasn't detailed. The legends said that it had happened long, long ago.
Either they didn't know or it was kept a secret.
"Bialya just elected an exiled activist as the interim prime minister," Red Tornado reported.
Flash whistled. "They work really fast, don't they?" Barely a couple of hours and things seemed to be progressing well for the people.
Batman looked at him for a moment, his stone gaze not wavering. "Returning to the matter at hand, you said he seemed disinterested in doing more than he had?"
She nodded. "Correct. He seemed content to laze in the oasis with his dog." Whether it was out of laziness or actually the desire to let the people handle their problems, she wasn't certain.
"Assuming he doesn't suddenly decide there are more dictators to dispose of," Manhunter said. Queen Bee wasn't the only despot in the world. If Loki decided the rest had to be disposed of as well, they could not stop him in countries outside the League's jurisdiction.
"I honestly can't say anything about it."
"We could invite him for a chat," Flash suggested, but their attention turned to the final teammate, who was trembling now.
"Fate, are you alright?" Lantern asked, raising a hand to shake the Lord of Order awake.
Dr. Fate, who was meditating, suddenly went stiff. His head snapped back. A torrent of green energy blasted out of his eyes and mouth, blinding them all. It abruptly stopped, and Fate fell forward, helmet and costume disintegrating, leaving Zatara's breathing form behind.
"What the heck was that?" Green Lantern asked, rushing to the magician's side. He was alive and breathing but did not respond to him.
"What was he doing?" Batman asked.
Manhunter looked at the still form of Giovanni. "He said he would try to divine more about Loki."
"Giovanni, can you hear me?" Lantern asked, gently slapping him on the face. There was no reaction, not even a groan.
"Let's take him to the Tower first. We are done here anyway."
—
The Watchtower
The preliminary diagnosis showed that Giovanni was in a coma due to the magical backlash. They were assuming Loki did not like the fact he was being spied on and destroyed Nabu. Of course, there would be no action taken unless they were absolutely certain.
If they ever would.
There was a more important matter to handle first. Zatanna deserved to know her father was free, even if he was in a coma.
Diana left for Themyscira to find more about Loki and Asgard. The only knowledge they had came from the source god in question. With all that Loki was known for, the veracity of his words was nonexistent. Green Lantern left to search Oa's archives for the same reason, leaving Batman to reach out to the magical side of the world.
In truth, the Caped Crusader did not eliminate the information that Loki might be from another universe. Someone that strong did not lie hidden for so long, only to kill Queen Bee and then sleep in an oasis.
Him being from another dimension would explain it.
Superman contacted New Genesis, seeking answers. It was possible that the New Gods knew something about Loki and Asgard, perhaps more so than any other source. While they weren't a fan of interfering with Earth's matters, a god that was supposed to be dead would no doubt have their interest.
—
She barged into the medical room, ignoring the calls to slow down. She threw her arms around her father, sobbing. She already knew he was in a coma. Just being able to hug him like this was enough.
"How did Fate let him go?" she asked once her tears stopped. She hated that golden rust bucket of a helmet. She also knew it wouldn't let her father go so easily.
Manhunter's blank gaze looked at the still form of the man. "I am afraid the situation is too complicated."
Robin rolled his eyes. "Which means you are not going to tell us anything."
"When the right time comes, we will explain it to you. For now, Zatanna is excused from the team so she can be with her father," he said.
Displeased with the secrecy, the team left Zatanna with her father. They would find answers, one way or another.
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Loki's Oasis
He scoffed, feeling the unwelcome eyes burn out of this realm. He was just about to fall asleep when he felt something try to gaze into his existence. He ignored it at first since he could not hope to succeed. However, the scrying got more intense and pushy.
As it had gazed at him, he gazed back, finding himself displeased with what he discovered. A self-proclaimed lord of order who was keeping his host a hostage after blackmailing him with his daughter. Disintegrating his connection to this realm was a far kinder fate, but outright destroying him would be too time-consuming.
For now, it would do.
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Unknown Location
When Loki cut Nabu out of Earth, it had consequences. The Lords of Order were alarmed. It was not something any being, even if they were a god, could do so simply. Whatever had happened had greatly weakened their hand.
And strengthened the enemy's.
The Lords of Chaos were overjoyed, especially one Witch Boy. With Nabu gone, the Earth would be their playground. Once Earth was theirs, it would put the golden lords on the backfoot. The war that had been continuing for eons might finally have an end.
Klarion began to prepare, though he wondered what managed to banish Nabu from reality. The unknown god was a possibility, but if he was willing to kill that human for being evil, why would he vanquish Nabu? Someone else could be responsible, but he did not believe in coincidences.
Unaware, or rather, indifferent to the idea of learning dangers that were coming his way, Loki slept. Two superhero teams, an organization hellbent on domination, a group of beings who only cared to spread chaos, a multitude of governments, and, of course, the people of Bialya searched for him.
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In the next chapter:
"Guess who just found out how your dad was freed?" Robin asked as he sat on his chair, taking his plate full of pancakes.
Zatanna sucked in a breath, coughing. "What? How?" she asked, gulping down a glass of water to soothe her throat.
The whole table stopped eating, turning to Robin.
The Boy Wonder smirked. "That new guy? His name is Loki, from the Scandinavian myths."
"Great, a trickster god was what we needed," Kid Flash said. Like New Genesis and Apokolips weren't enough, now they had the Scandinavians.
"Not only that," Robin continued, earning their attention once more, "he is also from another universe."
"What's he doing here?" She wanted to know everything.
"Traveling, apparently. I also learned where he currently is."
"Where?"
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Thanks for the chapter!
Man, Loki's trying to travel and do a bit of good here and there and everyone else is like, "Loki? That evil guy with the terrible rep?"
It's good he's as strong as he is, otherwise he'd have to care about other people's opinions and try to assure them that he's not the 'evil' Loki. Reminds me of time travel fics where the redeemed villain is thrown back prior to their redemption arc.
Man, Loki's trying to travel and do a bit of good here and there and everyone else is like, "Loki? That evil guy with the terrible rep?"
It's good he's as strong as he is, otherwise he'd have to care about other people's opinions and try to assure them that he's not the 'evil' Loki. Reminds me of time travel fics where the redeemed villain is thrown back prior to their redemption arc.
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Thanks for the update. Really love this fic.
Poor Loki. Looks like is shitty "reputation" will forever haunt him lol.
Poor Loki. Looks like is shitty "reputation" will forever haunt him lol.
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Seems Loki will be getting a visit from the Young Justice team soon. Wonder how that'll go. Here's hoping we got an aged up Raven, haha. Looking forward to more.