A Loki's daughter story

Steve Rogers POV

      

  We were just cleaning up after the battle in New York. I saw an old car in an alley, it was abandoned, but when I looked under it I saw.....I saw a little girl. She looked about 12 years old, a-and homeless? I better wake her up.....wait- how did she sleep through a BATTLE? I better check if she's still breathing. She looks..... like she was in a massive fight....and there's blood on the ground....FRESH blood. I have to wake her up!

 "Hello? Are you ok?" I ask her. 

"Yeah I'm fine." She replies. 

"Are you hurt?"

"No" she said.

"Ok but where do you live? I can take you home if you want."

"I live on the streets so I don't have a home for you to bring me to" She replied.

"Who's blood is that? It looks fresh."

"Mine but I've had worse wounds, so it doesn't really matter. Why do you care anyway? Mr. CaPtain AmEriCa?" She said.

"You've had WORSE? I can practically see the BONE on your forearm! If I'm going to leave you all by yourself you have to go to the hospital!" 

"No! I'll go with you if I don't have to go to a hospital!" She said

She sounds scared of something.....or someone at the hospital. I better not push it though. 

"Ok come on"

"It's not like I have a choice" she mumbles, barely audible.

"You know you don't have to go with me if you truly don't want to." I say, sadly.

"No I truly DO want to go with you, but I'll probably get all comfortable then I'll have to go back to the streets. She said dejectedly.

"You could... I mean you could....live with me and the avengers....." I said.

"Do you mean it?" She asked happily.

"Yeah we have tons of guest room! One of them could be yours!" I said equally excited.

🤜🏻Time skip to avengers tower!🤛🏽

Tony's POV

I just got back to the tower after getting some shawarma, and I see Cap and a strange girl with stitches in her forearm, sitting on the couch. 

"Hey Cap! Who's the girl?" I ask.

"This is Sylvia!" He replies.

"Yeah ok. But why is she here?" I said with some sass.

"She was homeless and she needed medical attention, she was injured during a fight with one of the aliens. She is going to be living here now." He replied 

"Ok! What happened to your mother Sylvia?" I asked.

"Uh she not really around anymore. She died 4 years ago. After that I ran. I-I ran away like a coward." She said sadly and dejectedly.

"That doesn't make you a coward! It only shows how courageous you are!" I told her.

"So anyway what IS in your bag? You haven't let go of it since you got here." Steve asks her. 

"Well I have: my mothers leather jacket, the rest of my mothers old clothes, my grandpa's combat boots, a toothbrush, toothpaste, a brush, some money, and a necklace that my mother said belonged to my father." She said in one breath.

"Wow. Ok. So who is your father? Because I feel like I've seen you before.... just in boy form?" I asked her.

"I dont know. My mother said great things about him when she was really drunk. But otherwise never told me about him. She also gave me the necklace right before she died." She said plainly.

"How did she die?" Me and Steve asked at the same time.

"A gunshot to the heart. She killed herself. Just after drinking about 20 bottles of beer." She said. 

She acted like she couldn't care less about it. It pains me to think she had to go through this alone.

"Well....I called the police. They said we either have to adopt her or turn her over to foster care." Sam said.

"Tell them Steve Rogers will adopt her." Steve said.

"Thank you." Sylvia said just above a whisper.

"No problem!" Steve said.

A/N... 636 whole words! WOW!