"Where am I?", I whispered, when I found myself on the ground near the battlefield.

I looked around and saw a guy who picked the Tesseract that I dropped, when I was falling.

While I was trying to catch my breath, this guy took the Tesseract and disappeared with words "This doesn't belong to you".

"You son of a-", I tried to shout out but I heard so familiar voice saying "I knew it!" It was Thor and... Steve Rogers?! Thanos?! The man out of time is worthy?!

I had no idea about what was going on and before anyone saw me (especially Thanos) I turned myself into a mouse to come closer, watch the battle (it might be helpful) and try to figure out where I was.

I couldn't recognize my brother. I mean, not brother, guy who was forced to be my brother. His stile has changed a lot, he was so angry and savage. This timeline wasn't nice to him, obviously. That's what this idiot deserves. As far as I'm concerned, this-timeline-me isn't here. God, if only I could understand at least which year this is and what this-timeline-me is doing.

After some time a lot of portals appeared on the sky and hundreds of the warriors (and maybe the Avengers which I don't know) rushed on the field. It was the perfect time to join them dressed up like an Asgardian warrior, so I can fight against one who got me into this mess and if he dies (I hope so), I will be free and won't be forced to run away from this purple moron (at least in this timeline). I did as I decided. Fighting the army of Chitauri which was my army a day ago felt really weird. Like I was a hero. But of course this will never happen, i'm doing this just for my own good. New avengers are really strong and young, by the way. At least, i'm fighting together with the mighty mortals.

We've been fighting for almost an hour and I saw how Iron man took the stones from Mad Titan. Tony Stark, is that you? He wasn't joking, wasn't indulging, wasn't mocking his opponent. He was full of seriousness and determination. I was very surprised because I remembered him as a frenzy asshole with a radioactive heart. He just fought... It was a bold and brave move because he's not able to hold all of the stones which means... By and large he was going to die... Sacrifice himself for the safety of the Universe. The Titan became a real madman and wanted to recreate the Universe. Create a "thankful" one, as he says. I was on the other side of the field, so I barely could see what was happening but the light from the electricity was conspicuous.

"I am inevitable", Thanos said.

What a self-confident purple ass. You should've seen his face expression when he realized that he was tricked and the stones are no longer on his gauntlet.

"And I... Am... Iron man!", had said Stark before snapping his fingers.

Thanos and his people were dissolving right before my eyes. Mad Titan sat on the rock waiting for his demise. And he crumbled. He seemed so pathetic, helpless and weak in these seconds. Now war is ended. Man of iron ended it. But he himself was completely weak. Tony laid down on the ground to have a rest. Unlike Thanos he didn't look pathetic, he looked strong, strong enough to leave everything he got behind just to save others. His friends and family approached him to say goodbye. A few minutes... And he left this world, leaving it for his loved ones, for earthlings and many different other races, which he doesn't even suspect. True hero. Now I respect him so much because I'm alive just due to him. So pity I couldn't say thank you to him. What's happening to me? Am I saying thank you to a mortal man? Mortal man without any unnatural powers who saved the Universe just because he has a brain and courage, unlikely to all other mortals. The only mortal whom I respect. Rest in peace, Anthony Stark... You are the only one who deserved it...

***

It's been almost a year since Iron man ended Thanos and his army. I'm living in London in the beautiful big house that was reminding me of the palace in Asgard in which I was living my whole life. I couldn't live in the little house because I couldn't get used to the lack of the space and kind of had claustrophobia in them. I sold all gold that I had with me before leaving Asgard to get money and develop a new life here. I've learned from the internet that this year is 2024 and this-timeline-me was dead. He died saving my so-called brother. How idiot this-timeline-me was. Can't believe that he did this to let Thor live. Disgusting. But the most interesting part started a week after the big battle...

I was sitting at the kitchen and drank morning tea before going out for a walk, when someone knocked my door. This was really interesting because I don't even talk to anyone except of the walls in my house, if it counts. Anyway, I opened the door carefully with a knife in the sleeve, "Who are you and what do you want?"

It was a woman of about 50 by Midgardian standards.

"Don't worry, I'm a friend to you, Loki."

"How do you know my name? Who are you?"

"I'm Christina Gannis. I was searching for you. Somehow I felt that you're still alive. I want to cooperate with you."

"I don't cooperate with anyone. Goodbye."

I was about to close the door, when the lady stopped me:

"Firstly, let me in and listen to me. Then decide."

"There is a problem, you can't tell me what to do. So, goodbye"

"What if I tell you that you still have a chance to take revenge for things that were done to you?"

I thought for a moment and decided to get acquainted with her intentions. I let her in.

"Nice house", she said, entering the living room.

"Just tell me what do you want and get out of my house! I didn't let you in to have a friendly talk!", I shouted, walking from one corner to another.

"Okay, keep calm.", she sat on the sofa and started the speech.

"I want you to collect an army of remarkable people-"

"You mean someone like the Avengers? I'm their enemy, I can't interact with them, you know that, right? I'm not the one who is able to defend mortals. I-"

"I know! That's why I'm telling you this. You'll gather an army and we can attack them."

There was an awkward silence for a few seconds, until a loud laugh burst out of me. The woman gave me a weird look.

"What?! Do you hear what you're saying? This is ridiculous! Sounds like a fiction from cheap stupid book for 3 years old children.", I said in a mocking tone.

"Slow down! I didn't tell you the whole plan."

"And what else is holding your superglorious plan?", I asked with crossed arms.

"I should start from the beginning. I had worked for H.Y.D.R.A., before the Avengers didn't ruin our empire. I was one of the best workers and had a great idea about manipulating people. Humans are afraid of mental pain more than the physical one. Physical pain can be stopped but mental... Mental pain is a ghost... A shadow that follows you, doesn't let itself being forgotten, it slowly kills you inside... And that's why giving people mental pain would make them do whatever you want. The only thing they would need is avoiding it. Release their minds from it. Be free."

I was attentively listening to every word that came from lady's mouth and it made sense. She described it so accurately that I remembered my own mental pains that I buried deep in my soul and covered it with the mask of indifference. And I still didn't feel free. Perfect opportunity to take revenge.

"And what's exactly are we going to do?", I asked, leaning on the window sill.

"As you understood I couldn't realize this idea and I was waiting for someone like you, the one who can handle this work easily. An army, that you will collect, will destroy the Avengers and help H.Y.D.R.A. to bloom and rise. Also we'll give people the mental pain by killing their loved ones, so it would be easier to rule them and send them in our direction. We'll reign this world again!"

"This sounds messed up... And very evil..."

"Isn't it your profession?"

"Oh no, I like this! Just one demand: We're cooperating. I'm not working for you, i'm working with you. And about the army, I want it to be mine!"

"No problem, let's make this official. You should sign this document. It includes our rights and some rules. I mean, we're strangers, we need a quarantee."

"That's right, just give me some time to read it", I took the paper and started reading.

"Also, you'll have all the documents that will let you live in London without any problem with authorities. Money isn't a problem too, I am your sponsor. Laptop, mobile phone, even your food - I'm paying for everything. The only thing that you need to do - make an army and find a place to train and keep soldiers there."

"How kind of you! Don't worry, I know exactly what I am gonna do. Just don't bother me.", I mumbled, after reading and signing.

"Deal!"

"When do we start?", I said with a mischievous smirk.

"Today."

This was the moment when I changed the course of my story. Maybe for good or maybe not. Most likely not for good. But I don't care. I just want to do it... I think i'll have so much fun...

I am Loki, God of mischief, and this is how one cooperation changed my life...

A/N: I think this is just a waste of time but I'm still going to write this because I'm tired of waiting for Loki series.