^.^.^.^.^ Anora's POV ^.^.^.^.^
I didn't want to be here any longer so I dragged Loki from the garden. " Anora, why was I in the middle of the path?" I looked at him because most people do not even think about this. " It shows that you are having a change in heart, the path represents the barrier between good and bad." We walked past the training room and I nodded goodbye to Loki. I walked up to my punching bag made from steel and started punching. And punching. I felt myself slip into a state were I no longer had to think. I did this for hours and didn't even break a sweat. The bag finally gave out and it crumpled into a heap on the ground.
" Anora are you okay? Nobody's seen you for hours!" She ran to me when she saw the crumpled heap of metal. " What's wrong?" " I don't want to talk to or even see a single living soul for the next two days alright!" She looked at me shocked "But-" "I AM TIRED OF EVERYONES PROBLEMS IM GOING TO BE GONE FOR THE NEXT COUPLE OF DAYS SO I DONT RIP YOUR F**KING HEADS OFF!" I stormed out of the room and disappeared.
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The avengers, Loki, and Odin belong to marvel. I own the others.
Yes I know she had a sudden indescribable mood change, but I seriously had to find a way to vent my anger. I WILL TRY TO UPDATE BUT I MIGHT LACK ELECTRONICS SO EXCEPT A SUDDENLY LACK IN UPDATES.
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Forgotten(loki fanfic)|The Records of Líg series|
Fanfiction13 year old Anora was told her kidnapper had drugged her and filled her head with lies. She can't get over the fact that he felt so real. Turns out she was more than she thought she was. She has to turn Loki from a villain to the person he used to b...
