{UNEDITED} Told from mostly Loki's point of view during his time in Asgardian prison. {A better summary to come}

Alice is recruited to New York City after Loki and his army are too much for the six avengers to handle. Normally they wouldn't ask a girl like her, but because she was caught in a chemically created fire years ago, she can create fire through her breath and the palms of her hands. She gladly leaves North Carolina and her curious friends, to defeat The Chitauri. (Loki Fanfic)

"Her name is Hela," he replied, watching the infant lose interest in the shield and move onto something else. Hela looked up at the mention of her name and the same grin came across her face. The smile reminded the Avengers of Loki, it was clearly obvious. The child seemed more innocent, but she was clearly his daughter. It didn't take a genius to know what they were about to do. The Avengers were about to have their hands full. Loki's only daughter was taken from him when she was just a baby. Her father was a criminal and unfit to care for her, and her mother was dead, so Odin ordered Hela to be sent to Midgard. Thor automatically calls up S.H.I.E.L.D. and soon Hela is being sent there to be raised by the Avengers. How will the young girl turn out being raised by superheroes, and more importantly, how will Earth's Mightiest Heroes fair against Loki's daughter?

"Pain is only temporary, do not let it consume you, let it go and you shall have peace." As an Asgardian, Liara grew up next to the two sons of the All Father, Thor and Loki. As the galaxy seems to be falling into turmoil and an arranged marriage on the horizon, Liara must learn to harness her control of fire whilst controlling her marriage to her best friend. Will she learn to love him, or will she rebel?

Smoke was heavy and thick in the air, it made it all the more difficult to see in the crowded place. The lights were dim throughout the area but she could feel the focus, the glow shinning down on her. Griping tightly onto the icy metal of the microphone, she let the tension, the constant worry in her bones thaw, allowing it to liquefy and drip off of her body. This was her element, her forte. This was her escape. Loki fanfiction, just writing it to vent out my frustrations mainly. Enjoy ;] **Sitting on discontinued but there might be some potential with this, not too sure yet**