...April 12th..2014...Saturday..

..Asgard...

When I arrived there were guards waiting for me. The guards took the unconscious Loki away. Thank god I had my magical-make up on or else I would be a freak standing in the most revered building to the Norse Mythology. I couldn't believe there stood Heimdall except he is an African American man—which is unique to say for the least—holding his sword with one hand and covered in golden armor.

Thor came in.

"Who are you?" Thor asks.

"Emily Strange," I said. "I...It is a long story."

"You had Loki all this time and you finally decided to come?" Thor asks.

I frown.

"Not all this time!" I said. "Back when you first met me; I didn't know Loki that well."

"And now you do," Thor said. "You have been with my brother and not once did you send him here to pay for his crimes."

"Your father had—" I start to say but Thor interrupts.

"My father is dead," Thor said.

There goes my back up confirm.

"To you, I am the All-Father," Thor said. "And it didn't occur to you that filling me in about the task my father may have given you could help?" I lower my head feeling my face heat up. "I will deal with you later, what ever you may be, and what my father promised is off the table."

"It already was off the table,All-Father," I said. "I told Odin long ago."

"And then you finally decide to bring him here?" Thor asks.

"Loki was sick," I said. "And mortal doctor's cannot treat gods."