Keylie's POV.
I stared at the mask. Was he a villain? Oh great now I've done it. I've brought a villain into Stark Tower.
Then Peter came back... And saw me with the mask. He walked up to me and grabbed his mask. "Who are you?" I ask. "Are you a villain? Or a good guy."
"A good guy" why hadn't my father ever tell me about this hero. Assuming he was telling the truth.
"What do they call you then? "
"Um a lot of things. But most people call me Spider Man. I'm New Yorks Hero."
"I thought Stark was New Yorks hero?"
"No. He never helped New York. He was more overseas. Then he joined the Advengers."
"Ok..."
"So who are you?"
"I am Keylie, daughter of Loki. I live on Asgard and came here to Midgard for a visit."
"Midgard?"
"Yeah. Here. You guys call it earth. We call it Midgard. It's one of the nine realms ."
Then Peter turned to the window. "Spiders sense is tingling" he mumbled. Then he started taking his clothes off! But I saw that he had more of his suit underneath. "Duty calls" he sling on his satchel and putting on his mask. He then swung out the window. I rushed to the window, smacking my hip against the bar in the process, to see if he was going to fall. Or if he flys. The I saw him swinging on ropes that came out of his wrists. I like him... A lot. But he's scared of me. Then I noticed my wine spilled on the counter and on to the carpet. Oh great I'm in trouble now.
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Loki's Daughter
Hayran KurguMy name's Keylie . I'm 5'7 and 19 years old. I have raven black hair and emerald green eyes. A classic prankster, absolutely awesome at Magic, creating chaos and making mischief. But what can you expect from a child of a the god of mischief? I do...