Loki's Child

Loki's Child

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Frigga (but she prefers the nickname Frisk) is just a normal kid, she enjoys playing pranks on teachers, Reading, geeking out over the latest tech, Researching Norse mythology, and taking apart and rewriting random objects around her household...normal teenager stuff basically. Though she has always felt like something about her was, how do I put it...different. She assumed that was just some sort of midlife teenager crisis crap. Until she saw the villain who had wrecked her hometown, New York...Loki and then the jumbled puzzles of her life began to click back together. (does contain strong language...read with caution if you are an innocent child)
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The cold water dripped inside on my cell, as the droplets hit my bare back, I could only shudder from the feel. I knew he would be back any given minute. He had another PR meeting with his team, Captain America, what a joke. If only they really knew who he was. A monster that Hydra cooked up. I could hear the other man groaning, they had started pumping him with more super soldier serum to keep him alive, but his body was rejecting it. Whenever I was able to, I would sneak off to the corner of my cell and talk to him, he would never respond, but I had a feeling it comforted him knowing I was here for him. Like I had a choice. Where could I go? I couldn't remember who I was, not strong enough to fight off Steve, or smart enough to get myself out. I heard the heavy door to my cell room creak open, heavy footsteps walked in, stopping right in front of me. "Wow, I had a really long day! All I need to do is unwind with my little Sarah." I didn't even bother screaming, I was just so numb to it. This story contains alot of explicit sex scenes, triggers of violence, rape, Stockholm syndrome, abuse, and kidnapping. 18 and older content. I do not own the rights to any of the characters besides Sarah/Ava. #24 in Steve Roger's Stories out of 34.5K #1 Marvel out of 104K November 1st 2022 #1 Loki out of 31.3K November 1st 2022 #1 Adult Content out of 9.23K Nov. 15, 2022 #16 Chris Evans out of 8.5k

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