Daughter of Loki

Ch.4

Hey guys! My first few chapter's were like an introduction so they didn't really have anyone's POV in them but for the rest of the story it should be from Nessa' s POV. I might add in some other's. Please leave comments in the comments section I would love to here your feedback. (This part is when Thor first comes to Midgard.)

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Nessa POV

“Nessa..." a familiar voice called beckoning me from my sleep. I groaned and turned over trying to snuggle back into the sheets. “I know you hear me..." the voice said again this time poking me in my side.

I stiffled a giggle and burrowed my head deeper into my pillow in an attempt to hide my smile. But my attempts were in vain because I was pushed off the side of the bed and onto the floor in a heap.

I pushed my blankets from off of my head and glared at my dad. “Hey I told you. Get ready I need your help with something at SHIELD." He said walking out of my room.

Instantly my sour mood went out of the window and I was at my closet, courtesy of my powers. I grabbed a pair of jeans, a long sleeved blue shirt and threw them on.

I grabbed my shoes and teleported to the kitchen where my dad was. He turned around and handed me a banana already used to me popping up out of nowhere at times.

I took it gratefully and slipped on my shoes while I peeled it.

We got in the car and I listened quietly while he told me what he wanted me to do. “We have a target and he is very... temperamental." He paused and glanced at me. I nodded and he began again.

“I need you to go in and figure out what he's doing here and if he is a threat." He said. “You want me... to use my powers?" I asked hesitantly.

“Yes Nessa, you're ten now I'm confident that you can do it." He said reassuringly. We pulled up to a diner down the street from where the target was.

We got out and walked into the diner and sat down in a booth by the window. I fidgeted nervously with the sleeves of my shirt but a hand stopped me. I looked up and met Coulson's kind eyes.

“Hey kid. You wanna take a walk?" he asked in his soft voice. I looked back at my sad silently asked permission with my eyes, and he nodded.

I got up and walked out the diner door with Coulson. We walked in silence for a couple minutes but then Coulson in spoke up. “Are you excited this is your first mission?" he asked glancing at me from the side of his eyes.

“Yeah... but what if I mess up?" I asked feeling the effects of my anxiety. My heart felt heavy and I felt like it was a struggle to take a couple of breathe of air. Next came the rush of voices in my head.

I could here everyone who was near me thinking. Their voices were so loud and distracting that I didn't notice that Phil had stopped and was kneeling in front of me. “Hey, hey your fine. Look at me."

I stopping freaking out and focused myself on looking at him. “You'll be fine. I promise, I'll be their with you every step of the way." he said giving me a squeeze on the shoulder.

I nodded and he reached in his pocket to pull something out. He held out his hand pressed a small device in my hand.

“If you get into any trouble, or if you feel threatened press this button and I'll come and get you personally." Coulson said demonstrating how to use it.