Daughter of the Wildcat:Dark Shadow (Book 1) Loki/Oc

Chapter 20- Don't go

Mackenzie Pov

After a while me, and Loki got out of the water. We were soaking wet, and goofing around.

I laughed with a huge smile on my face.

I grabbed my dry clothes as Loki did the same. I walked over to him, and grabbed his hand. He didn't push me back, or anything. This guy is opening up! Well in a odd way... I then dragged Loki out of the meadow.

"What's that?"Loki asked pointing to the place I currently live at, and called home.

I looked at him not sure what to say.

'Umm. A school."I said with a shrugg. I didn't even believe that. Loki looked at me sliently telling me to go on.

I took a deep breath.

"Well this really-really-really r-"I stopped because Loki looked at me with a rasied eye brow. I chuckled.

"Anyways, this smart, intelligent, and caring man named Charles Xavier owns this school. It's called Charles Xavier School for gifted youngsters."I stated.

"So, it's like a Misgardian college? A school for scholars? You live there? Your to young for Misgardian college, I belive."Loki said. I rolled my eyes then continued.

"Its not a college.But, to humans it is. It's a school, and a home. People like me, Vic, and Myra live there."I explained.

Loki looked in deep thought for a moment.

"You, and your family aren't fully mortal am I correct?"

I nodded,"We just have powers, and stuff. We are not immorals. Well maybe some ferals.... because of our healing. But anyways."I trailed off.

Loki nodded. I think he understood. But Loki is very smart, and intelligent so I guessing he could pieces together. He is a trickster, you know?

I then realized that I wasn't wet anymore. So I put my clothes back on. When I was done I realized that Loki had his clothes back on, as well. He wore a dark green button down, and black jeans. That was one outfit he had hand picked out from Macy's. I how much I love Macy's. Anyways.

I grabbed Loki's hand, and proceeded to drag him inside the school. The place was the same. Huge. And huge some more.

Third Person Pov
In Asgard

It was quiet. Almost deadly quiet . Beautiful people  walked all around minding their own business. Even their footsteps were slient. Everything about this place was beautiful, extensive, huge, and fancy.

The walls, and almost everything else was a bright, shiny, gold color. The finest gold.

People did their normal duties. Not having a care in the world. Was that good? Was that bad? They didn't care. At least it didn't look like it.

However, a woman stood near a golden banister. She didn't look happy, nor angry. She was beautiful, as everyone as. With one more look at the crowding she gratefully made her way towards the darkest part of the whole castle. The dungeon. Where Asgard's greatest fears, and dislikes where located. Where the most  dangerous creatures lived rotting in a cell for the rest of their lives.

The woman paused there infront of her where the dungeon was were two male guards in heavy golden armour .  The two guards held a silver staff against the door in a form of a X.

The two men then noticed the woman. They both bowed in a form of respect.

"Lady Frigga may I help you?"Asked the guard named Jack. The woman known as Frigga smiled. The guards couldn't tell if it was forced or  real. But they didn't care, it was a honor to even talk to Frigga.

"Yes. I need to go in there."Frigga said, and pointed towards the doors . The guards looked at each other, and then hesitantly opened the doors. Frigga smiled, and walked in.

She ignored the creatures that sent her death, and hungry glares. She also igonored the creatures that said such ugly things, even uglier than their selves.

Frigga walked until she reached her destination. However, she frown noticing the cell. It was empty.

Frigga gasped. "My son he is gone! Loki! Where is my son!?"Frigga cried out in a yell.

Mackenzie Pov

I was currently painting with Loki. Well, I painted, and Loki watched. We were in my room. And I had got bored. I had nothing to do! So I decided to start on a new painting. I had no idea on what to paint.

Loki told me to paint some meaningful. So I decided to paint a symbol. A symbol that stands for me, my family, people I love and care about, my friends, mutants, stuff I love. And Loki!

I turned towards Loki, and smiled. He smiled back. I then turned back to my painting. Another hour later, and I was finished.

"Hey Loki. Guess what?"I said covering my artwork, and putting the suppiles up.

Loki stopped for a second , then glared at me. A smirk then tugged at his smirks.

"Hmm. You finshed your painting?"He joked. I nodded , grabbed Loki's hand, and pulled him off the bed.

With a flip of my hand my painting was reavled. Loki studied it closely.

"Beautiful."He commented.

I nodded as if I was saying thanks. Loki then moved closer to me.

"Like you."He whispered in my ear. I shriver, and heat soon filled my cheeks.

Suddenly, my door was opened. I gasped, and turned to see Logan. I growled at him, and he glared.

"We have a problem!"Logan exclaimed.

"What!?"I yelled. In a rush Logan grabbed my arm, and started pulling me somewhere. Loki followed behind.

Before, I knew it. Me, and Logan went falling into a wall. The wall broke, and we fell through it. I groaned.

Then noticed something was off, and wrong. Terrible wrong.

"LOKI!"I screamed.