Hela-Loki's Daughter

Chapter Four

Wherever I was it was quick, I wa should in a speed so fast I couldn't move not breathe. Then it was over.

I stood in a metal room, similar to my room on the Hellicarier, but I already knew that it wasn't.

Whoever had brought me here was gone, but so help me if the guy came back I would kill him in a heartbeat!

I ran to the door and tried to open it but of course it was locked, so I tried to teleport out of the room, didn't work.

And knowing my luck there were no windows and only a single vent that was too small for me to fit into.

I screamed loudly and the door swung open revealing my captor.

"Hela what's wrong?" My real father said from the door frame. My eyes widened as I took the opportunity to escape. I quickly teleported behind him racing through the halls that belonged to a normal house. I eventually make it to the front door, not even taking the time to swing it open I try teleporting out. But somehow I can't, so i try to open it. I heard the pounding footsteps of Loki as I figure out that the door is locked.

"Hela, wh-what are you doing?" Loki asked his hand on his forehead.

"I'm trying to get away from the deranged lunitic that is my father!"

I back up a bit and brought a hair pin out of my hair, since the lock seemed to have a key for it, I started to quickly lock it as Loki walked closer towards me.

"Your not going to be able to pick it Hela. Now calm down and let me explain."

I turned spring swiftly and crossed my arms,"Pitch it to me, reindeer games."

He shook his head and sat down in the kitchen, patting the chair next to him. I begrudgingly sat down, I glanced around the kitchen, I saw no knives or any type of thing that could hurt him.

"Hela."

"Loki."

"Call me father or dad." He pleaded.

I shook my head no and spat,"Your no father to me."

He looked a bit hurt and nodded,"Well I brought you to this little kitchen for some answers, and I'm going to give them to you. So I already know your going to ask,'Well where have you been?' and my answer is that I wasn't allowed permission to see you and as you grew I wouldn't be able to recognize you. For you were ripped form my arms as a small infant."

"And this somehow gives you the right to kill hundreds of innocent people?"

He stiffened and the eventually reasoned,"It gave me no right but you must realize that i was under control of the teseract."

I smirked and stated,"I have touched the teseract as well as had it in my posession for weeks and never had the urge to kill someone much less hurt someone."

I had stated the truth. I had the teseract as a research mission for weeks at a rime, keeping it in my room so that no criminal could get it. Through that time the only thing i killed was a fly.

He looked at me in a mix of confusion and curiosity. I got up from the chair I sat on and said,"Well I think you got more out of me then o did of you."