Over countless mortals I had over my lifetime I just had to develop feelings for one of them. Well I have made my fair share of mistakes on some mortal women but none of these 'mingles' turned into something bigger. I stood near the landmark of Fan Fiction City. Actually I am leaning against the wall to the damaged Stark Tower whistling causally under the shade. Not a single Wattpadian bothered to clean the mess up and get the land mark repaired adequately.

It is beyond me what a damaged Stark Tower stood for.

The sound of a broken elevator starts in the middle of no where across from me. A worn, scratched, and old blue telephone box materialized in the clear hot sun light. Why the sunlight is not outrageously hot but it is generally warm outside for Wattpadheim. I guess this must be one of the perks to a website: seasons never change. I could be wrong on a wild assumption.

The doors to the TARDIS open.

Instead of SpikyKnight coming out in her usual avatar;SpikyKnight came out of the TARDIS with an avatar strikingly similar to the one from my dream. The scene at the bridge is not going to happen, I thought, I am not romantically interested in her. I felt happy to see SpikyKnight in color. Not in a boring shade of gray. Walkslowgirl had successfully convinced SpikyKnight to unmute me. SpikyKnight's hands are in fists, her eyes locked on me, and had a begrudging attitude.

SpikyKnight takes one step out of the TARDIS.

I stop whistling.

"You better have a solid damn reason to get on my friend's 'good' side and have her pester me all day!" SpikyKnight fumes. She has her guard up. Her eyes are not as 'friendly', she reminded me of a bull ready for the opponent's smallest move, and little patience for me. "So? What brings you to pull such a stunt?"

"It is not a stunt," I said. "I am here to prove you wrong."

"The only thing you can do on the computer is; type, hack, and other computer related functions," SpikyKnight said. "I am not wrong. The only reason I am here is to unmute you for an hour and then put it back in place after hearing what you have to say."

"No," I said. "I am here to show: not say."

SpikyKnight raises a brow.

"You gonna do something to my computer?" SpikyKnight asks.

"No," I said.

"Overheat it?" SpikyKnight asks.

I shook my right hand.

"Last time; no." I said.

Reading a magic book on how to manipulate technology to show a whole new realm from Asgard is well worth the time. Even though Thor had been the one to recommend I read it 3 months months ago I did not believe my brother to be the magic book reading type. I sent a strand of Asgardian magic at the floating username above SpikyKnight's helmet.

"This won't make your computer overheat," I said. "It will run fine."

The blue letters turn into whiteness.

SpikyKnight's eyes widen.

"How did you do that?" SpikyKnight asks.

"Your computer screen," I said. "You are seeing Wattpad as how it really looks."

"...What?" SpikyKnight asks, confused.

"You're not typing," I said. "There's a voice recognition software working right now and it is repeating every word you say. No means to—" I hear mad-fast paced tapping on small square buttons. "...Type."

"This is a trick," SpikyKnight said, as the thundering taps came to a stop. "It must be!"

I smile then lightly shake my head.

"Fortunately it is not," I said. "A hacker cannot make this book appear!"

I take out one of SpikyKnight's books—that I hadn't returned 6 months ago—from my bigger by the inside jean pocket and open the book up. I turn the pages before her eyes.  The shock on SpikyKnight's face is rather rewarding since not a lot do I show off.

"And turn it, and turn it," I look through the pages while skipping. "And turn it—" I stop skipping landing on one page. "Ooh look," I point to a paragraph with a small box beside it that has a man wearing a tweed jacket holding a small screwdriver sized item glowing green at the end of the stormy dark setting. I look over towards SpikyKnight while smiling, gloriously, over my finding. "You had The Eleventh Doctor's soundtrack inserted during the hospital scene."

SpikyKnight's jaw drops.

"And Texas," I said. "Are there really such thing as Texan Moose?"

SpikyKnight lifts her mouth back up.

"Everything is bigger there," SpikyKnight said. I make the book disappear. "Historically. This...is..so Sims like."

"Sims?" I ask.

"A simulation where you choose everything for virtual characters," SpikyKnight said. "Except there is not a username above your...head." She raises a brow. "But you have an account. This is confusing. You should have a username! Logically...."

"My username is the one you see," I interupt SpikyKnight. "I am Loki."

SpikyKnight folds her arms.

"Five years," SpikyKnight said. "Wow, it seems you categorize this as least important."

"No," I said. "Time is very different between you and I in our respective universes."

"You're from alternate universe." SpikyKnight said.

"Yes." I said.

"What's different there?" SpikyKnight asks.

"Frigga is still alive and so is Odin," I said. "But Jane Foster is not."

"So let me get this straight," SpikyKnight said. "To you its been...not that long but to me its been 5 years."

"Six months." I said.

"Dude," SpikyKnight said. "You time-traveled, sort of, because normally universes share the exact same time thingy. Well Pete's universe is a different story because they're one year behind The Doctor's Universe."

"I don't know who Pete is," I said.

"Be glad you don't," SpikyKnight said. "If you could do this thing to my computer screen this entire time...Why did you not use it 5 years ago?"

"I did not know that spell at the time," I said. "And I did not say anything about knowing the spell before then."

"Oh." SpikyKnight said.

"And you...wrote 50 stories over 5 years." I said.

"Yep." SpikyKnight said.

"That's a lot of stories." I said.

"I love to write," SpikyKnight said,as I saw a familiar glint in her eye. Her wary attitude went away to be replaced by the usual calm, friendly, and very enthusiastic attitude. "It's my passion."

Suddenly the sky went dark, a portal opens up, and everything eerily silent. I had a eerie feeling something not of Midgard is coming. Most Mortals obey their ominous gut then run for their lives. SpikyKnight's TARDIS disappears leaving its trademarked elevator sound. SpikyKnight looks up towards the dark gray sky.

"This is like the eye of a hurricane except it is not calm," SpikyKnight said. "This feels a lot like Runescape and Sims 3 put together."

Lightning strikes struck the buildings in the distance.

Then a heavy large and blue troll shaped figure crashed into the tower.

Something went wrong then.

I find myself on the ground, face first,and feel the side of my head aching. I get up feeling dizzy. At first sound is nothing except a high pitch screech to my ears like a microphone had fallen on to the stage. What happened? I look over seeing the tower had collapsed under the unexpected landing. I look around in the foggy area seeing a familiar shape come into view. Fear took over. This shape I had seen years ago. A shape I very much hate more than Frost Giants. Not only did I hate this figure but I feel great fear towards.

Thanos.

I step back.

"Why you have failed your mission," Thanos voice came from the smoke.

I trip over a piece of brick landing on the ground.

I see the short figure of a woman out of debris path.

SpikyKnight groans.

"Now," Thanos said. "I am here to collect a IOU from you," Thanos stops five feet away from me Thanos turns his head towards SpikyKnight and then looks back towards me slyly smiling. "A person of interest?"

"No!" I lied. "And you're late."

Thanos held up his hand that is covered by a golden gauntlet with stones inside it.

"I had to collect what you failed," Thanos said. "Your realm is in pieces."

I feel horrified.

Asgard.

Thanos had retrieved all the stones and the gauntlet.

"If you have what you want," I said. "Why come here?"

"I like to start my reign here," Thanos said, walking over towards SpikyKnight. I feel my heart beat faster. "Every mortal who uses this realm have been brought into it." Thanos picks up SpikyKnight. "It is real to them."

"No!" I shout, reaching my hand out.

"I'll be in the tree of souls," Thanos said, stepping back with the unconscious woman. "And you can decide to pay back your debt to me,the soul you sold to me." He becomes transparent. "24 hours. That is all you have."

Then Thanos is gone.

Thanos had got his way when I wasn't there.

I didn't know if the Avengers and Thor had survived the attack of Thanos.