Nathaniel:

They took me to a hut. I recognized the style of architecture from another planet, not Norsett, but somewhere else. It looked like thousands of cultures of planets sent their criminals and refugees here, so I could be dealing with practically anyone in the galaxy.

Pots and swords sat on the table with a mixture of herbs and magical ingredients. I couldn't tell if this was a kitchen, a warlock hut or a torture chamber.

"Guys, for the last time!" I heard a boy's voice yell. "There are no gods or goddess here, they don't make themselves known to us."

"But I swear, this is the trickster god." I heard Skadi talk back.

"Loki has made himself visible unto us." Glow's voice replied.

"Let me see this for myself." The guy ended, then barged into the room I was in.

I had a split second to decide how to play this, good or bad cop. The girls seemed to think I was this Loki, god of tricks and mischief. But the guy was not assured quite yet. I would play this bad cop style, with a hint of sarcasm. I crossed my legs and lowered my chin, time to be a god of thieves.

"So 'Loki', how is it here in Midgard?" The man laughed. "Name's Alvin, alchemist of the tribe."

"Alvin." I cooed, tilting my head. "Such a wonderful name for a wonderful pet."

This seemed to catch him off guard, he took a step back. My act was working. Now time to finish it.

"Girls, would you please excuse us?" Alvin demanded, as the girls obeyed his orders.

Alvin had on a long brown coat, with giant pockets poking out with items. His hair was short and brown. His eye was dark brown as well, and I say eye because he only had one. The other was covered with an eyepatch. He had many potions and alchemist items in and around his body, hanging on straps and in packs. He only had on a bit of armor on his legs, and he used a stick to walk around.

"What's wrong?" I cooed. "Too scared to face and lose to me in the presence of girls?"

"I can see right through that act, you know." Alvin crossed his arms. "You're from Malison right?"

"How did you?"

"You totally look like the royal Zodiac family kid who got his power right before I was banished, also I can see your wings peeking out from your coat."

"But I thought I was so convincing." I kicked the coat over my feathers.

"You're not the only one who can act."

"But how?"

"Alvin Alchemist." Alvin bowed to me. "From Altima, twin planet to Norsett. And you are?"

"I don't have a name." I shrugged. "Sagittarius is my title, but my old name is Nathaniel."

"Nathaniel Sagittarius Zodiac." Alvin untied my bounds. "Cute name, for a child. How old are you?"

"Fourteen."

"Whew, what was it a month ago?"

"A week and three days."

"So Nathaniel." Alvin helped me off the ground. "What did you get banished here for?"

"I decided that I didn't particularly like how my father used me as a war machine. So I kind of acted out a bit and stole some power that wasn't mine and then ended up here. What about you?"

"Put a tack on the teacher's chair using an enchantment. That's also how I lost my eye."

"At least your reason kind of makes sense, logically."

"So did you have to fight?"

"Yeah."

"I don't understand why you are here."

"I don't really either."

Alvin went to his table and started chopping up herbs and placing them in bottles, then sealing them with corks. He hummed a song along as he did it.

"You're acting rather strange." I noticed aloud. "What are you trying to do?"

"I'm not exactly cut out for being a leader." Alvin smiled, sliding the rest of the herbs in a tube. "I'm more of a side man, side-kick, co-leader, or maybe even a second in command."

"And?"

"You're young blood. In this culture if anyone wants to resign their position, they would be executed, someone must take my place."

"Are you saying what I am thinking?"

He must want me to find someone to replace him, that way the two of us could get back to our planets without anyone noticing.

"Nathaniel, we must get you a proper Viking name. Then you shall be the new leader of this tribe, and I, your second in command."

That was not what I was thinking.

"Umm." I stammered. What could go wrong?

"Thane, sounds Viking. Thane the testable, Thane the destructible, Thane the merciless." Alvin went on naming more titles for me.

"I would rather just stick with Nathaniel." I held out my hand. "But I shall be your new leader, if you want me to take over."

"Well Nathaniel, can I call you Thaniel?"

"Absolutely not."

That nickname was reserved for my brother and only my brother. I wasn't about to replace Azun from my life that quickly.

"What about Nate?"

"No."

"Aniel?"

"I don't think that's a name."

"What about Thanos?"

"That I guess is ok, but don't let it become a thing."

Alvin laughed. "Don't worry. The civilians shall know you as Loki, god of thieves."

He shook my hand, making our friendship now a deal.

"Shall we go and tell the tribe who their new leader is?" Alvin smiled.

"We shall." I let go of his hand.

He was a rather disgusting person. His hand was dripping with sweat and dirt. I wiped the mess on my pants and followed him outside his hut. He grabbed his stick and banged it against the wall like a giant bell. It rang across the country side, where every person, every child, stopped what they were doing to see what Alvin had to say.

"My people!" Alvin yelled. "The gods walk among us. Here is Loki of Asgard! He has come to save us humans from the evil we have made, the cowards we have been!"

"What?" I whispered.

"I have no idea what the heck these people believe." Alvin whispered back to me. "I didn't even know what a Loki was until three minutes ago, everything makes so much more sense now. People used to throw stones at me then yell: Lokied."

"Ok." I nodded.

"My people!" Alvin continued. "Your new leader, by his demand, Loki!"

The crowd of people cheered, some gasped in horror, but most of them cheered. I walked over to the edge where Alvin stood. There were probably three hundred humans here, at the least anyways. This was just the market place, I had no clue how many were outside of this little area of the island.

"Hello!" I awkwardly waved to them. "Loki here, I'm a god I guess. Probably should have known that, since I have known myself all my life."

The crowd laughed.

"Oh, so you think I'm funny?" I cooed into character. "Want to hear a joke?"

The multitude of people, which happened to be increasing, nodded and shouted their agreement.

"Why did the chicken cross the road?" I paused. "To get to the ugly Viking house!"

The crowd was silent.

"Knock knock." I stated.

"Who's there?" I heard a man yell out.

"The chicken!" I yelled.

I clenched my stomach as I gave the biggest fake laugh I had ever given in my whole existence. The people joined in with me, shouting at the man who had answered that he was the ugly Viking. The whole multitude couldn't stop, it took all my effort to shout over them.

"My subjects!" I screamed. "You're now under my reign! Be prepared for the funniest and greatest rule of all!"

I pretended to do a mic drop, like Vestry always did. But I failed, because I forgot that no one here was from Malison and they have never seen a mic drop in their lives.

"Be prepared for the rule of the century!" I ended, running off to Alvin.

"How did I do?" I asked.

"They are all a bunch of brainless two year olds with weapons." Alvin laughed. "Anyone could convince them that the sky was green, instead of blue."

"So I take that I did fabulously?"

"You did indeed, my friend."

"Now let's go have some fun!" I grabbed his hand and yanked him through the town.

We did whatever we wanted, drank whatever we wanted. We even painted our faces blue, just because we could. That's what you do when you're leader and co-leader of a tribe of idiots. You have fun and there is no one to tell you you can't. No father to make you do things, no brothers to make decisions for you and no planet of people to make you into something you're not. It was the best day ever!