Loki.
Loki...... The mystery man in the lighthouse who was hurt. Loki, the man who cares about me enough to name me. I sigh and watch him sleep. That sounds so creepy. I stand up and drag myself to the kitchen, there's nothing for breakfast to eat, and there are apple trees insight of the lighthouse so I grab a basket and walk to the trees. Standing up on tiptoes I reach up for the ripest I can find. When the basket is full, I turn around to go back inside when a man in a red iron suit stops me.
"Let's go." He says as he grips my wrist.
"LOKI." I scream at the top of my lungs. An ironclad hand clamps over my mouth and as I am dragged away I see Loki hobbling out of the door. His eyes connect with mine, and then he's gone.
Dad.
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FanfictionRed is your average orphan girl. Then she gets kicked out for no reason. Then she meets Loki, an injured God. And maybe it's just the way she is, but he begins to care for the girl. Red must choose between a father who abandoned her, and a frien...
