Loving Him loki's daughter fic sequel to Agent Hel

Betrayal

The look of hurt on my father's face nearly killed me. I froze, while the words sink in. "You are no father of mine." The words echoed in my head. I groaned. My plan had failed. My father was growing only angrier, and not at his alien warriors, or the Avengers. He was angry with me, and I had only kindeled the flame.

He took several long strides towards me, the anger on his face growing. I flinched, taking quickly retreating, but the glass fence to the balcony impeded my progress. I clutched at it, my knuckles growing white.

Closer and closer my father crept, every footstep echoing as loud as my pounding heart. I flinched as he neared, turning my head away, as to not look into his hurt eyes.

He growled, low and dangerous. I shrunk away.

His full armor appeared, his golden horns glinting in the sunlight, his scepter forming on his hand. I bit my lip, staring hard at the ground. My hands still clutched at the railing, holding it like a lifeline. Then the ground shook as the bottom of his scepter came on contact with the floor, and I felt myself tumble backwards, over the railing, my stomach turning over in my gut as I fell towards my death.

Or so I thought.

Hardly a story above the ground, I was slamed into something hard. I clenched my eyes shut, waiting for my death. But I felt a strong, thick arm wrap around my torso, and my body clenched as the hulk grabbed onto the sides of Stark tower, clutching me tightly on one arm.

I stopped screaming, not being able to recall even opening my mouth. I shuddered, burying myself under the thick arm, feeling strangely safe. I didn't dare look up at my father, who stood above, watching us like a hawk. I couldn't bring myself to.

The hulk jumped onto the ground below, holding my frail figure tightly in his large hands. Shaking, I slid out of his grasp and onto the ground, leaning heavily on the hulk for balance. I sat down, breathing heavily.

"When did you get here?" I asked the hulk. He shrugged his giant green shoulders. He glanced up at Loki, as if asking my permission to go and hulk smash the god. I nodded, but knew that he wouldn't be waiting up there. Knowing my father, he'd want to vanish from the scene of the crime. A glance at the sky proved my theory, as I could see him riding one of the alien's crafts.

Groaning, I picked myself up, dreading the return to the raging battle.