Little Stark (A Tony Stark Daughter Fan fiction)

Epilogue

The air on Jotunhiem was frigid and while the suit gave Monica some warmth, she was still shivering, her lips turning as blue as the skin of those who took her. "What a strange mortal, so determined to protect those who aren't even your own species." A voice said, it was feather like and deep at the same time, a throaty sound that made Monica shiver some more.

This was an entirely new experience, Miles was nothing in comparison. Miles was a child who took your favorite toy, Obadiah was like a mean parent that sent you to your room. These people, they were the terrorists that your parents were terrified of, they are why you weren't allowed to leave your parents sight in a new place. They were cruel, terrifying, and they were angry. Hell they were furious with the Asgardians after Loki's incident and Monica was the weakest one in the palace.

"You run their parimeter, fight alongside their Prince, save their King, all for what? Do you think the mighty Odin will waste his troops to save you?" He taunted, she couldn't see him, she didn't even think he was here.

Then his hand wrapped around her throat and squeezed her airways shut. Monica's eyes were wide as she clawed at his hand, his red eyes glowed bright. "Do you hate us? Us Frost Giants?" He hissed, his face was contorted in rage.

It all became clear, he was taking his anger out on her for the Asgardian's indiscretions. So she shook her head. "No, I. Don't. Hate. Them." She gasped, shocking the man and making him drop her.

He stared at her with absolute shock, like she told him that Laufey was still alive and that him and Loki ruled Asgard. "What? But, how?"

"I don't hate Frost Giants, I hate bad people who could do better with their life but choose not to." She rasped, her eyes noticing Thor's red cape behind the man. "I hate people who spread fear and hate instead of compassion and forgiveness." She continued, Thor, Sif, and the Warriors Three stalked in. "This all equates to I absolutely despise you as an individual and one more thing."

He was shaking in anger as she looked him dead in the eye. "I've been stalling you."

He turned around but it was too late as Thor's hammer hit his jaw while Sif thrusted her sword forward and embedded it in his stomach. Fandral grabbed Monica and helped her stand. "Come, we must move quickly, Father is stalling them, it won't last long." Thor quietly commanded. The group nodded, Monica was slung into Fandral's arms as her being strangled lessened her speed.

They all made it outside the castle when Thor stopped them. "Wait for father." He said, staring back at the castle.

Three loud bangs sounded before Odin came out, riding his horse with an army of Frost Giants chasing him. "Time to go Thor!" Moniva shouted, hitting Fandral's arm anxiously. Eventually Odin caught up, swinging Monica on his horse while the other warriors jumped on the horses they left waiting for them.

The speed the horses offered soon beat out the speed the Frost Giants got by running but they didn't slow. Instead they sped up as they ran toward a small crevice in a wall.

Guys?" Monica shouted. "Majesty that's a wall!" She shouted.

"Good Onservation Lady Stark." Odin shouted.

Her heart lept into her throat. "Majesty? Walls are typically solid!" She screamed, bringing up her arms just as they passed straight through the wall. "My face is still alive, why am I still alive?"

Odin laughed, his warm chest vibrating against her back. "Magic often bends the rules for science!"

Monica groaned, feeling slightly nauseous as she realized she passed straight through a solid wall and ended up in a different world. "Physics is about to have a heart attack." She groaned.