Part II – The Avengers
Asgard, 2012
A few months went by since my father's death, and I still miss him as much every day. Everyone around here seems to have forgotten about his existence. That is, until they see me and are reminded of him. My grandmother and Thor are the only two people who seem to miss him too, but never as much as I do. Now that the Bifrost is destroyed, my uncle has been on Asgard a lot more, and has been spending more time with me. He is the only paternal figure I have left. He told me all about his mortal, Jane, and how much he misses her. If you ask me, he is being a bit dramatic over a woman he knew for two days and a half, but what do I know? I've never been in love. I have also been spending a lot of time with my grandmother harnessing my powers and I am a lot more powerful now. Regardless, life has not been easy, and I cannot seem to find my happiness again. Wherever I try to go, people either pity or fear me. The maids refuse to look me in the eyes, Lady Sif and the Warriors Three seem to expect that I am going to burst into tears every time they mention my father's name, and the people of Asgard seem to fear I might follow my father's footsteps, bringing war on them.
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Fanfiction"By keeping this a secret, I've lost everyone that truly counts for me and I don't want to lose you. This is why I'm telling you now, I am Loki's daughter, Princess of Asgard." *All the rights for MCU characters and timeline go to Marvel*
