Wolf In The City~{Loki's Daughter}

New York City {1}

A.N// Hi peeps! I'm cw and very much NOT AMERICAN. This book is a crossover with the originals and the avengers and contains swearing, although I'm only really planning to mention about the Originals side. I just really wanted to use the tribrid attribute to make the MC(main character) cool and confident. Please enjoy and any questions just ask but some I may not answer as they could be spoilers~//

New York City. Home to the Avengers and your friendly neighborhood Spiderman, and I suppose also me, but no one cares for who I am. Oh right, I should introduce myself. My name is Sydney and that's the only name you need to know.

At this very moment I'm a 14 year old run away from my 'family' home in New Orleans. And yes that was far to travel on my own but when your family consists of homicidal vampires and hybrids you have to get as far as possible. Why I'm running? Well that's a story for another day...in the very distant future; they don't see me as being family. Not anymore. 

Right now I'm sitting on the back of a bench watching people scurry by, rushing to and fro going to work, school or God knows where. Or should I say Gods? You probably don't realize the fact that since the Mighty Thor and Loki came to Earth; religion has been having some... issues. Where the majority of religions where based around the fact that there was only one omnipotent God, finding out that the Norse Gods exist was a bit 'I told you so' in religions face. Not that this stops people practicing their faith but it definitely did cause a little bit of a crisis. I had zero issues however, if there really was a God then I'm pretty sure I wouldn't exist.

Just as depression was about to cause me to philosophize why in all the universe I came to be, an officer started walking over looking slightly pissed off probably because it happens to be a Monday and I should be in school.

        "Hello young miss," he started with a forced friendly attitude. It's Monday, nobody wants to be awake. 

        "Hi." I simply stated, a very fake but real looking smile sweetly drawn on my face.

        "Can I ask why you're not in school?" 

Because I don't go to school 

Is what I wanted to say, but then that's too much effort explaining how and why I ran away and most definitely a one way ticket back into the arms of my oh so loving family. That was sarcasm if you couldn't tell. So instead I replied with a simple, "Oh I don't go to school". See? Not the same thing.

I could see his face visibly change into that of a confused one as he glanced me up and down. I visibly do look like I'm 14, 15 if I wear a bit of make-up.   "I'm home-schooled. That's why I don't go to school" I lied, LIKE A BOSS! But lying is in my nature, only the trained eye can see through my lies, and people that skilled are very rare.

His face slowly started returning to that normal Monday Glee and he walked away. His parting statement being: "well make sure you're mom knows where you are".

My heart felt like it had a dagger through it again. "Yeah. She does." was all i could muster up as I fiddled my thumbs around in circles. My mom had been dead for just over 7 years. I really don't like thinking about it so instead I hopped off the bench started wondering how I was supposed to survive the full moon without ripping someone to shreds, especially when New York was so busy at all times. 

Just then, Gunshots were heard from all around, echoing off of the many buildings around me. 

"THERE SHE IS!" I heard one of the men shout. I looked behind me to see about 5 men running directly at me.

Well shit. This is not how I wanted my day to play out. 

I started running. Not exactly knowing where I was going. I turned a few corners then peeked behind me.

SERIOUSLY! 13 MEN?!? 

I continued running only to be blown into the front of a shop window by an explosion.

"Ow." I said to myself whist taking a huge shard glass out of my side.

I stood up only to see the chaos that bomb had unleashed. Sirens blaring, cars were on fire, people screaming in fear and pain. Who even were these people? They don't seem like anyone who's previously been after me. 

Soon more explosions went off leaving everyone in a state of panic.

One of the men noticed me looking around and called the others. I was surrounded. With no way to escape except to fight. 

        "Come on guys. All of you lot are armed to a T against little me. This is hardly fair." I spoke with a pout on my face.

One of the men stepped forward-