(Disclaimer: The following is a transcribed version of the Marvel show Loki. The original storylines, world-building, characters, and plot developments, do not belong to me.)

Year 2012. Along the landscape of the metropolis, New York was in shambles from the invasion of the Chitauri that took place just moments ago. Various columns of smoke rose from the countless skyscrapers that somehow managed to stay in tact. The outside of Stark Tower was no better, with half of the letters from the banner missing and the rest of them in ruins.

"On my way now to coordinate search and rescue." Captain America stated clearly into the communications device, taking up a prompt stride towards the elevator.

Loki's image shimmered as the leader of the Avengers passed him by, mirroring his appearance. "On my way down to coordinate search and rescue." He mocked before reverting back to his true form. "I mean, honestly. How do you keep your food dow-"

"Shut up." Thor said to him deliberately, before slapping a metal device over Loki's mouth and shoving him into a walk towards the elevator. Tony shut the case to the Tesseract before joining the rest of them in the elevator.

Hulk took a step towards it.

"Hey! Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Thor said, extending Mjolnir forward.

"Hey, hey, Buddy." Stark said before extending his hands around him impatiently. "What do you think? Maximum occupancy has been reached."

"Take the stairs." Thor added.

Loki produced a mischevious wave to the disgruntled Hulk as the doors to the elevator were closing, the hint of a grin bloomed from beyond the metal covering. Downstairs, the elevator opened up; the Avengers exited it to be intercepted by a swarm of suited government agents.

"Hand over the case, Stark." One of them prompted, immediately reaching for the case. Tony stuttered as the agents wrestled it out of his hands.

"Hand it over." Another reiterated.

The case had slipped out of Tony's grasp, clattering onto the floor before it suddenly slid. Loki's eyes followed in puzzlement as it did. One of the agents in full swat armor picked it up, paying no notice to its peculiar movement and made his way towards the other end of the hallway. He reached for the knob of the door leading to the stairs when suddenly the entire thing was violently ripped open in a burst of splinters and shrapnel. The suitcase flew into the air after the explosion, unlatching as it hit the floor, causing the Tesseract to come tumbling out of it, skidding over far enough to smack against Loki's boots. 

"NO! STAIRS!" The Hulk bellowed as he emerged from it left into the hallway.

Loki looked down, then without hesitation, bent over and reached for the blue cube on the ground, exploding into a cloud of blue mist in an instant.

***

Gobi Desert, Mongolia.

Gusts of wind blew the sands across the desert. Loki's body was covered in sand when he awoke. He awakened seemingly in a daze, ripping the metal device that was clamped over his mouth. Five figures approached him; women dressed in robes. They stared at him. Loki stared back before his eyes darted around in his environment. He got to his feet in an instant. He spied a nearby boulder sunken into the ground then instinctively leaped on top of it. 

"I am Loki of Asgard." He proclaimed. "And I am burdened with glorious purpose."

Almost immediately upon finishing his statement one of the women spoke inquisitively in Mongolian, perhaps to ask him who he was. Or what he was doing here.

"I..." Loki began before ceasing to speak as an enormous yellow door emerged several feet away. Three figures clad in black armor emerged from it. One squatted down 

next to a shining object in the sand, analyzing it with some kind of handheld module.

Loki turned back to the Mongolians. "Nevermind." he said then ran over to the newly emerged figures.  

"Don't touch that!" Loki commanded. As he approached them the figures in armor readied their weapons, some sort of baton-typed armament. A fourth figure emerged from a new doorway. The woman pulled out a device, similar to the others.

"Appears to be a standard sequence violation." She said, looking at the device. "Branch is growing at a stable rate and slope. Variant identified."

Loki cocked his head. "I beg your pardon."

"On behalf of the Time Variance Authority, I hereby arrest you for crimes against the Sacred Timeline." She said. "Hands up."

The three other solders charged their batons.

"You're coming with us." The commanding officer finished.

"I'm sorry, who's us?" Loki questioned.

This time the commanding officer charged her own baton. It glowed with a purple light in contrast with the yellow glow of the other soldiers' weapons. "Last chance Variant."

Loki chuckled in amusement. "It's been a very long day. And I think I've had my fill of idiots in armored suits telling me what to do, so if you don't mind..." The soldier stepped forward towards him. "...this is actually your last chance. Now get out of my way."

The moment Loki took a step forward the soldier smacked him with her baton. Loki's entire body suddenly slowed as if suspended in time entirely. Waves rippled along his cheek from where the officer hit him. She approached him soon afterwards, producing a collar strap. The moment it came in contact with Loki's head it wrapped itself around his neck, a red flash of light shined the moment it clicked into place.

"You are now moving at 1/16th speed, but feeling all that pain in real time." She stated as Loki slowly writhed.

Time resumed. Loki fell to the ground, collapsing in the dirt. The two other soldiers made their way over to Loki, grabbing him by his arms and hoisting him up.

"Reset the timeline." The commanding officer ordered as the agents passed. She looked down at the Tesseract, bending down into a crouch to pick it up from the ground, as the fourth soldier approached where Loki fell and placed down a grenade looking object. Activating the device, the soldier walked away and rejoined the rest. The device turned purple upon engaging; suddenly a colorful energy began to emit along the ground. Loki looked back at it before the agents shoved him forward into the newly fomed yellow door in front of him.

Before he knew it, Loki was in a new room, a new environment altogether. The commanding officer escorted him down the hallway into a desk registery area.

"What is this place?"Loki asked. No response.

A man sat at the desk in front of a green man of alien descent alongside another officer in heavy armor.

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"What species?" The man at the desk asked the other officer.

"Variant Skrull."

The man nodded in awknowledgement, handing the other man a clipboard. Another door opened to reveal a man of caucasian ethnicity with long black hair in a business suit, struggling against the grasp of another officer in armor.

"My dad is on the board of Goldman Sachs." The man in the suit said. "One phone call and your whole job is privatized. How'd you like that?"

Loki took advantage of the distraction to sprint away from the officer, but suddenly after she pulled out a device from her pocket and pressed it, he was warped back to the place he began. He looked back at the officer in puzzlement and then ran again. Same result. This time landing on the ground in front of her. Loki grunted with effort and wrestling against the time collar around his neck.

"Come on." The officer ordered, dragging Loki up from the floor.

"You're making a terrible mistake." Loki said as the woman pushed him towards the desk.

The man at the desk prepared to hand the woman a clipboard to fill out. "Hello ma'am, uh..."

"Log this as evidence." She said, placing the tesseract on the desk.

"O-kay." The man said with uncertainty as she walked Loki away from the desk. "Can you at least tell me what it is?"

"It's a Tesseract." Loki said, looking back at the man behind the desk. "Be very careful with it."

"Sounds dumb." The man said.

The woman walked Loki over to an elevator door, pulling down the lever of a module next to it.

"Know this." Loki said, facing the officer to point his finger at her. "You cross me, there are deadly consequences."

"We'll see." She replied. 

As the doors to the elevator parted, Loki was pushed inside. He looked back only to see the smile on her face as the doors slid back closed onto the dark room. Something prodded him. He grunted in rebuke then turned around. As the lights turned on he was greeted by a robot on the wall attached to a screen with a smile on his face. The creature reached out with one of its appendages to touch his cloak.

Loki immediately swatted it away. "Absolutely not. This is fine Asgardian leather."

The smile on the screen widened. "Hold very still."

In a second a yellow laser appeared, trailing down Loki's entire body. In moments, Loki's entire suit of armor was reduced to smoke. Loki looked down at his naked body in puzzlement. He was facing up towards the machine in preparation for protest just before a latch beneath his feet opened up from the bottom, allowing him to fall through. He landed on his feet. He looked down at himself, as if surprised that he had managed to land unscathed, but moreso in puzzlement at the beige and orange-lined uniform he was suddenly in. He looked up and flinched at the desk and the person that was in front of him.

A man in a sweater and glasses pushed a tall stack of papers towards him. "Please sign to verify this is everything you've ever said."

"What?" Loki questioned.

The huge column of papers next to the man shifted down, producing a new page. He turned towards the machine to retrieve it then placed it along with the pen on the top of the stack. "Sign this too."

"Oh this is absurd." Loki protested.

Another paper from the column machine slided down. The worker at the desk grabbed it and added it to the pile. "And this."

Loki looked down at the new stack and produced an impatient sigh before looking down at the stack of papers, holding back the urge to speak again, then grabbed the pen before angrily scribbling his name down onto the page. The moment Loki stepped back to his original place he fell through another latch in the floor. As he landed he looked up to the ceiling, pointing defiantly at it before looking back down at the new room he found himself in. Before him was a large machine resemblng that of a metal detector. Next to it stood a small man holding a clipboard.

"Please confirm to your knowledge that you are not a fully robotic being, were born an organic creature, and do in fact posess what many cultures would call a soul." The man said.

"What?" Loki said. "To my knowledge? Do alot of people not know if they're robots?"

"Thank you for your confirmation. Please move through." The man replied.

Loki took a hesitant step forward and scanned the machine up and down, then immediately reeled back. "What if I was a robot and I didn't know it?"

"The machine would melt you from the inside out." The man stated then motioned with his hand. "Please move along sir."

Loki took one more hesitant look at the machine. "Okay. I'm not a robot, so I'll be fine."

He took a step forward into the machine, looking away and closing his eyes. The machine came to life and produced a flash of light as if it were taking a picture. A photograph emerged from a slot in the machine. The man intercepted it.

"What's that?" Loki asked.

"Your temporal aura." The man responded.

"What's that?" Loki repeated the question.

"Please, through the door." The man said as the doors in front of him opened. 

Loki entered. The room had two service window desks at the other end of it along with a long string of line dividers along the way there. The other dark haired man that he had encountered earlier was in the next room.

"Take a ticket." The armored guard at the start of the dividers said.

"What is this a deli?" The man asked crudely. "No." 

The man began traversing through the line. Loki followed after him.

"Take a ticket." The man told him.

Loki produced an annoyed look and turned to the officer. "There's only two of us in here."

"Take. A. Ticket."

Loki rolled his eyes and snagged at the ticket machine impatiently lifting it in front of him for the guard to see before walking through the aisles of line dividers.

"This is a mistake I shouldn't be here!" Loki exclaimed as he got halfway through it.

Suddenly the television screen at the other end of the room flickered on and a female voice emerged on the intercom. "Hey there! You're probably saying: This is a mistake. I shouldn't even be here!" 

An anthromorphosized clock appeared on screen. "Welcome to the Time Variance Authority. I'm Miss Minutes, and it's my job to catch you up before you stand trial for your crimes. So let's not waste another minute. Settle in, sharpen your pencils and check this out."

"Long ago, there was a vast multiversal war. Countless unique timelines battled each other for supremacy. Nearly resulting in the total destruction of...well everything. But then, the all knowing Time Keepers emerged, bringing peace by reorganizing the multiverse into a single timeline: The Sacred Timeline. Now the Time-Keepers protect and preserve the proper flow of time for everyone and everything. But sometimes people like you veer off the path the Time Keepers created. We call those Variants. Maybe you started an uprising, or were just late for work. Whatever it was, stepping off your path created a nexus event, which left unchecked, could branch off into madness, leading to another multiversal war. But don't worry, to make sure that doesn't happen, the Time Keepers created the TVA and all its incredible workers. The TVA has stepped in to fix your mistake and set time back on its predetermined path. Now that your actions have left you without a place on the timeline, you must stand trial for your offenses. So sit tight and we'll get you in front of a judge in no time. Just make sure you have your ticket and you'll be seen by the next available attendant. For all time. Always."

After the television shut off again Loki scoffed audibly. "Time Keepers? Sacred Timeline? Who actually believes this bunkum?"

"Ticket, sir." The Minuteman said.

"That guy didn't give me a ticket, I tried to ask for one-" The other man said.

"Ticket. Sir." The Minuteman repeated.

The other man gestured towards the previous guard. "I tried to ask that guy for a ticket!"

"Sir..."The Minuteman continued, drawing the Timestick from his belt.

"What are you raising your voice at me for, bucket head-"

The Minuteman prodded the man with his Timestick. A flood of color blossomed out of the spot where the weapon connected and within seconds the man had completely vaporized, vanishing into nothing as if he had never existed.

Loki shuddered as he watched in horror at what just happened, then frantically scrounged around in his pockets.

"Thank you for visiting the TVA." Miss Minutes's voice sounded on the intercom again just as Loki produced his ticket, raising it eagerly in the air. "Don't hesitate to tell us how we're doing!"