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Loki P.O.V.
I glare at the wall. They took her again. Again. My daughter is out there with them. Who knows what they are doing to Aura. She's an innocent child. Who knows what they have done to her. I know Thor would not let them hurt her extremely. He loves her because after all, she is his niece. For years I hated my brother for taking Aura from me. When he would come to visit me at times, he would tell me a little bit about her and the amazing little girl she is becoming. It is still not to same as being there to see her grow up, but at least he is telling me something about her. He is the only person who ever visits me.
The day Thor took Aura from me was the worst day of my entire life. The guards held me back as I saw my child taken away, screaming and crying. They threw me in prison without a second glance in my direction. I hated everyone at the time. They took away my daughter. They kept me in a cage.
Every once in a while, a thought would dawn upon me. She is probably having a better life without me. She is probably happy and loved. Maybe it is better that they took her from me. I only cause trouble and bring pain. Maybe she would be better off without me.
But then I would think about all the times I played with her. I am a good father. Right? I want to have her back. To take care of her. She is my daughter. Not theirs. Not anybody else's. MY daughter.
When I look at her, I see the person who saved me. If she were not here, I would have done other foolish things and hurt more people. She changed me.
It kills me to think about how I thought of her in the beginning. A burden. I did not want anything to do with my child at first. Guilt eats away at me. I pushed her away. All because I wanted to run around doing foolish things. I tried to take care of her, but I did miss my old life. I resented her for a small time. But then when Thor took her, with my permission, to Mid-guard, it slowly ate at me. I had become so accustomed to caring for the small child, that I had no idea what to do with myself. I tried to fill the small void I felt in my heart with my friends. But they were too childish and irresponsible.
I quickly grew tired of their childish ways and longed for my six-month-old daughter to come back. Life was boring without her. Everywhere I looked there was something that reminded me of her. A toy, a piece of clothing, baby shampoo, everything. I could not walk into my room without thinking of her. Memories of our little time would hit me and I would get an unbearable pain in my heart. I could not sleep without worrying about Aura. Was she okay? Were they treating her right? Did she miss me?
When she was gone I got a good look at myself. I realized, I missed the small grins and looks she would give me. The way she would flap her arms when she was happy and how she babbled to herself. She would give me kisses on the cheek and hug me. If I yelled one moment, shed' still give me a kiss. She loved me no matter what I did, how I looked, or how I behaved. She did not judge me for running around like a crazy man when things got hectic. She instead loved me more. No matter how bad things got, she loved me.
When Thor brought her back, I did not want to let go of Aura. I cried in happiness that she was back and okay.
The day Thor took her, it came unexpectedly. He asked me for a glass of water. I did not think much of it. Then some guards started following me and I knew something was up. I knew he had been planning something. I hurried outside, but the guards were trying to hold me back. Thor had disappeared from my view once the guards shut the door. Disappeared with my daughter.
I feel tears prick the back of my eyes. I'm usually not one to cry, but when my daughter is taken from me, I can't help but shed a few tears.
The memory of when she was dragged out of the room by Barton fills my head. She had looks afraid. Afraid and angry. I could not do anything to stop it though. I was locked in a cage while she was taken away. Once again I failed to protect my daughter. Once again she was taken away.
" Let me go!!!! " Aura yells loudly in alarm as Clint grabs her " Daddy! " I try to getaway. " Let me go! I want my daddy! " Aura tries to kick at Clint, but he grabs her legs and holds them down. I watch in horror as they carry her out of the room, kicking and screaming. Screaming for me. " Stop! Let me down! Daddy! Daddy! " Aura sobs as she scratches at Clint's back. Her beautiful black hair falls into her face, shielding away her emerald eyes.
I snap out of the memory. My baby girl is somewhere with those people. Feeling horrible and probably hating me for not being able to stop them from taking her. I am a God!!! I should be able to stop them. I should have tried harder.
The sound of footsteps walking towards my cell snap me out of my thoughts. I look up at the man. " Let's go. We're taking you back to Mid-guard. "
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Complicated Miracle
Fanfiction13-year-old Aura was harshly taken away from her father, Loki, at the age of four. The once, happy and hyper girl, is now a sad, depressed girl. No matter what the Avengers, her caretakers, and their kids do, no one can cheer up the girl. One day, A...