“Loki.” Odin said.
Loki turns away from the gigantic window exposing the dark sky with stars that may be realms. He had been busy tuning out the argument Thor and Odin had been sharing about Fandral’s injuries and the visit to Jotunhiem. Loki had successfully learned to tune out conversations like these.
“Father.” Thor pleads. “It was my fault—“
“Enough is enough.” Odin interjects. “The one responsible here is Loki,my son.”
Thor looks away from Odin.
“Yes, Father?” Loki said.
“I hereby banish you to Midgard until you learn what love is.” Odin said, as Loki’s face remained calm and innocent. The next minute Loki’s face turned into confusion. Thor is visibly confused how Loki doesn’t know what love is. “You will not be able to enter.”
His fury is quite loud and booming. Loki is shocked why he’s punishing him.
“You’re unworthy of these powers; UNWORTHY.” Odin stresses as Loki is closed to the Bifrost portal. “Your magic will not work on Midgard; not until you learn what love is. Tricking your brother into arrogantly declaring war on Jotunheim by attacking, nearly losing Fandral, and betraying the ones you’ve loved. I,Odin Allfather, CAST YOU OUT.”
Loki awoke on a bed.
“Where am I?” Loki looks around, squinting his eyes at the absurdly white walls. His eyes adjusted to the new change in color. There’s a window that shows a grassy hill with streets and buildings. He quickly found an answer to his question. “Midgard.”
Loki snaps his fingers at the window.
“I can’t use magic . . .” Loki observes, looking down to his lap. Until I learn this foolish ‘love’.His eyebrows furrowed together as he looks to the counter. “Hm?”
Loki picks up the small candy box. He looks at the scrawny writing on the paper that read ‘For J.J.” and something about “Joy” in red ink.Loki looks up at the ceiling recalling how he didn’t get burnt by the Jotunheim warrior. I forgot to ask Father, Loki shook his head with a sigh. How did Odin find out it was him who persuaded Thor into going?
“Who is this Joy?” Loki asks himself. His shoulders elevate upwards. “Odd name for a mortal.”
Loki gets up from the bed. He heard a crack from his back while straightening himself up.
“What did I land on?” Loki said, with a ‘what the hell’ look and groans as he looks to the ceiling.
His clothes were neatly folded on a chair beside the bed. Loki picks up his clothes noting how dressed in a bathroom connected to the room. His legs didn’t feel so cramped, stiff, and hard. This is probably because how often he ran on Asgard when-ever his plans backfired. After getting dressed our goody two shoes Norse God went to the nurse at a desk.
“Who left me here?” Loki asks the nurse.
The Nurse wiggled her nose, with an old pair of glasses on the bridge of her nose.
“She prefered to be anonymous.” The Nurse said.
Loki narrows his eyes at her.
“Anonymous?” Loki said the word like it was a question.
“Yes.” The Nurse repeats herself. “You are an interesting case of . . . really steel skin. She didn’t want her name to be—“
“That’s funny.” Loki sarcastically said. “I know her name is Joy.”
The Nurse gasps as her face turns completely white and her hands went on both sides of her cheeks.
“You can’t possibly have known this!” The Nurse said in a low voice after she puts her hands down.
Loki could tell she has some arthritis in her hands—it’s developing slowly though—obviously.
“I have this.” Loki holds the candy box.
The Nurse’s white eyes grew wide.
Loki opens it, and eats some candy—after he unwrapped it—from the box.
The Nurse’s face changes to a ‘oh crap’. Then she sighs, with the sound of a defeated intelligent woman in her voice. Loki chews--with his mouth closed—on the candy bar. Loki held an index finger up when one of the people had a question. Loki did this ever so polite-ly. He has a ‘tell me’ reaction.
. . . 4:35 PM . . .
. . Joy’s House . . .
“No.” Joy said, walking away from an older man. “You are not my dad.”
“But I raised you!” This Man is Oratio Lawson. Oratio raises his voice.
Joy turns around.
“You are not my dad.” Joy said with a growl in her voice. “All these years . . .” Her voice is inked in betrayal. “It came to you. That I am a simple girl who can be taken in and persuaded her that she was adopted through an adoption agency? NO.” She stomped her foot. “I wasn’t adopted through that way. I was found! Mother gave me the papers to prove it. She gave me it.”
Joy waves the papers in Oratio’s broad view.
Oratio takes a step back.
“I didn-t-“ Oratio began to say.
“Didn’t think it was time until mother told me?” Joy said, with a hiss. “Right before she died in my arms while you were cheating on her?”
“I was on important business.” Oratio said. “I was at work.”
Joy takes off her weird glasses.
“I’m blind as a bat thanks to not taking me to the doctor.” Joy’s eyes look weird and not really normal. “I never have gone to the Doctor. These glasses are the only kinds that work without going to the Doctor. It makes sense why you insisted I didn’t go to the hospital and you treated me like a precious doll. I am not a doll.”
Her words made it seem harsh and over protective.
“Of course you are not.” Oratio said.
Joy takes her keys out.
“Shut up.” Joy said, with an ink of hate in her voice. “I’m not done .You were not on business. Mother told me everything about these ladies you have been seeing. Now you don’t have a wife to be suspicious about your whereabouts anymore. You thief-liar-backstabbing—“
“Joy!” Oratio calls her out.
Joy grit her teeth together
“You are a time keeper of secrets.” Joy said, putting her glasses back on. “And what is my parent’s real name?”
Oratio looks down to his right, while scratching the back of his head.
“I don’t know.” Oratio admits, looking back at her. “You were there. We were young. You were just a baby at the shootout. We found your real mother dead beside the baby car seat.” We see the color on Joy’s face drain, her eyes become red as tears were beginning to force themselves out, and her face twisted into fury. "You were crying! What should we have done? Leave you there to die? We took you in. We treated you like family.”
Joy opens the door, facing away from Oratio.
“Family?” Joy said, with one hand on the knob.
“Yes, family.” Oratio said, thinking he got through her.
Joy got into the house and then picks up a lamp that hadn’t been plugged in.
“You are not my father!” Joy yells, turning around and then throws the lamp after him.
She shut the door after that. Oratio knocks on the door three times. My mother is dead, Joy thought as she wipes off the tears. She walks away from the door hoping he would go back to Alabama with his girlfriend Lucci. If a shootout is responsible for her mother’s death then who is Joy’s father? Why are her eyes like this?
Joy went into the kitchen and puts a letter on the counter. She goes over to fridge.
“Adopted?” She heard Loki.
Joy grabs a knife.
“None of your business.” Joy said, turning around.
Loki is leaning against the doorway with this intrigued look on his face. Fear replaced her initial anger towards Oratio.
“It is when you drop me off at a peasant’s house.” Loki said.
Joy blinks. She hadn’t heard that word since being a student in school.
“How the hell did you get into my house?” Joy asks.
Loki raises an eyebrow at Joy’s colorful word. It seemed quite unusual for someone a mortal to ask a simple question with ‘hell’ added in it. Perhaps his first day on this realm could be the most confusing one in the history of ‘Midgard visits’ he’s been having through the years. A cave—which he used to get pass Headwall and Odin, occasionally—located somewhere secret is now blocked from letting him back in.
“Father sent me here.” Loki said. “And the knife won’t kill me.”
Joy throws the knife at Loki but it then bounces off him and lands on the floor.
“W-w-w-ho?” Joy stutters, with eyes wide open at the unusual situation with the knife.
“Odin.” Loki said.
Joy gulps down her fear; her eyes locked on the man who should be in the hospital.
“I don’t know who the crap is Odin.” Joy said, rolling her eye.
“Do you know who I am?” Loki asks.
Joy frowns at his question.
“You are the guy I hit with my car.” Joy said, a bit apologetic. “Sorry about that.” She looks away from Loki. “And supposed to be in the hospital.” Her eyes gazed at the paper slip on the counter. Then she looks up to Loki. “Other than that. I don’t know.”
“I am Loki.” Loki said. “Loki Laufeyson of Asgard.”
“Loki, get out of here before I call the cops.” Joy warns him.
“Why were you driving in the rain?” Loki asks. “Just answer this question.” He picks up a green apple. He rotates it using his hands and focuses on it to make red. Nothing happened to it from this attempt. “And then I’m gone.”
“Out.” Joy said, taking out a broom. “Intruder!”
Joy chases Loki out of her house, courageously.