The last thing that Loki thought he would find on his trip to Midgard was a girl sitting in the middle of a frozen pond. Normally Loki would keep walking and pretend that he saw nothing, but there was something about this particular girl that made him stop and ponder. First of all, why on earth was this girl sitting in the middle of a pond of all places? Didn't she know that the ice could break underneath her? But there she sat curled into a ball with head resting on her knees and her arms wrapped around her legs as if to pull them closer. In one of her hands she held a long staff that had a shepherd's crook at the end. Her long pure white hair fell around her shoulders and down her back, almost obscuring her from view. Upon closer inspection Loki realized that this girl wore nothing but a thin blue sweater, small brown shorts, and leather straps that zig zagged from her ankles up to just below her knees. Was this girl insane, and what parents let their child out of the house dressed like that in the middle of winter? Loki began to approach the pale girl who had yet to look up. It was then that Loki noticed the bird like, thing, fluttering around the girls head, occasionally tugging on the hair to get her attention. It was the bird thing that saw Loki first and started to tug more frantically at the girls hair.

"What baby tooth?" She asked in an angelic voice as she looked up. Loki couldn't help the gasp that escaped his mouth. This girl was no less than the most beautiful thing he had ever encountered. Her head whipped around and startling light blue eyes met his emerald green ones. For a moment a flicker of hope glistened in those sad and lonely eyes before quickly disappearing. She sighed and looked down into the pond below her. Her shoulders were slumped in defeat and tears were built up in her eyes. Loki had never seen anyone more miserable than this girl.

"Why are you so sad?" Loki asked finally addressing the girl. She gasped and whipped her head back around as if startled to be spoken to. It was then that Loki realised that if he looked close enough he could make out a snowflake like pattern in those blue irises.

"Y-you can see me?" She stuttered out.

"Of course, why wouldn't I be able too?" He asked in confusion. Before Loki could blink the girl had thrown herself at Loki and had her arms securely wrapped around his neck. Loki stumbled back from the force the girl hit him with. Loki tended to be very uncomfortable with comforting someone, so one could imagine how distressed he was when a girl he barely knew latched herself onto him and started crying.

"Ah," he said "please don't cry. I'm not good with crying people." The girl, as if realizing what she had done, quickly pulled back and wiped her eyes. Standing up, the top of the girls head barely reached Loki's shoulder, and her hair reached the back of her knees. She didn't look any older than fifteen, though looks could be deceiving. Loki was a testament to that because he looked to be eighteen and was almost five hundred.

"I'm sorry." She said while scuffing her foot on the ground. "It is not very often that I can touch or interact with someone."

"What do you mean?" Just then a group of laughing kid came into view. Loki quickly made himself invisible to them.

"Oh look, convenient kids are convenient." She said before quickly flying, yes flying, over to the kids. Whoever she was, this girl was not normal. She landed a few yards in front of the kids.

"Hey guys what's up?" She said. "Nice cold day out don't you think?" Loki couldn't help but think how rude these kids were for continuing to ignore the girl. She continued to babble to the children before they got to her and one of them passed right through her. She sighed before walking back out onto the pond.

"See," she said dejectedly, "no one can see or hear me."

"But, why?" Loki asked

"Because they don't believe."

"But what about your family? They must be able to see you."

"I don't have any family." She responded. "It has been me and baby tooth for as long as I can remember."

Loki set his mouth in a straight line before grabbing the girls wrist and dragging her towards land.

"What are you doing? Where are you taking me? I don't even know who you are." He looked back and smiled.

"My name is Loki Odinson and I'm taking you to where you won't be lonely anymore."

"Why?" Loki froze at that. Why did he want go take her home? Maybe it was because he himself was lonely. Even though he had family and so called friends, he was still the odd one out. However, he was not about to tell here that. Loki simply shrugged his shoulders and responded

"Because I want to." She looked over her shoulder to baby tooth.

"What do you say baby tooth, want to go on an adventure." Said creature flew into her hair before peaking out on her shoulder.

"Alright," she said looking back at Loki. "Let's go." Then she smiled. The first genuine smile that Loki had seen. It was the most breathtaking thing Loki had ever seen. Loki, who had yet to drop the girls wrist, began to pull her along again. Once they reach a big empty field Loki looked at the sky and called to seemingly no one.

"Heimdall, it is me, open the bifrost."

"By the way, you still haven't told me your name yet." She smiled up at him again. Loki had to remind himself to breathe at the sight.

"My name is Jack." She said. "Jack Frost."