Loki's child- regrets

I ran hysterically towards. The main road my green coat. Flapping. Mentally in the wind. They was behind me . I don't know what it was but i knew it was behind. Me .i traveled long and far to reach this place . Right across another realm. It was time the boy knew who his father was . It was time to pay a visit to the detective. And the soldier

I was still running towards the street when the thing disappeared and I asymmetric it was because it did not what to be see by mortals. At last I arrived at. The door which I left my son 8 years ago. I rang I the bell . One .two . Three. Four . Five.

The door swung open to reveal a young boy with Curly black hair and the bluest eyes ( I put an enchantment on him so he looks like his adopted parents) the boy yelled for his dads then disappeared upstairs just as the pair was coming down . "Who are you " John stuttered confused on who I was

" I'm here for the boy " I spat trying to sound as imitating as I could . I needed the boy who was a vital piece of my plan. If I was to take over Asgard , I will need him by my side . I pushed past me but the soldier would not move . Without hesitating I drew out my knife and slit his throat. Blood pour from the gaping wound , seeping into the recently polished wood flooring . The slit was not deep enough to kill him straight away but give it time .I was Rather angry at this and cursed as I went to finish the job. But there he was crouched protectively over johns body

' touch him or my family and I will kill you " the detective growled at me foolishly '

" not if I kill you first " I snapped back, I could feel the wicked glint in my eye as I touched the tip of my staff to his chest and he fell limply to the floor .dead. in fact they both now was.

I stormed up stairs to find Hamish curled up in a ball. At this point I was becoming impatient and slung him across my shoulder . But as I stalked past the lifeless body's of his dead parents . The heat broken cries of a eight year old reached my ears. Finally I carefully set the boy down and drew out my dagger and pointed it at him . He squinted his eyes , tensed his body waiting for the death .

It never came .

I span the dagger around and pushed in into my soulless heart.. as I fell to the floor I apologized silently to God . But even my death would not be enough to right the wrongs I had committed.