Prologue

Although neither wanted to admit it, Loki and Jane had a lot in common. For example, both despised young children. So when Jane became pregnant with Thor's baby, she was not very happy. She acted fine around Thor for the nine months, then left soon after giving birth, leaving Thor alone with the baby. Thor was lost. He had no idea how to care for his baby girl, and called to the Avengers for help. Steve Rodgers answered his call and came to help him raise baby Marisol. The three of them lived happily for a year until war broke out on Asgard and Thor was called back to protect his home. Steve waited for years for Thor to return, but he never did. He told young Marisol stories about her father, but she grew up calling Steve Dad. And although he didn't talk about it with Marisol, she knew about her mother, Jane, who abandoned her when she was a newborn…

Chapter One

"You did the right thing, you know," Loki said to Jane Foster. Jane was glad she chose not to deal with the baby, and she was done with Thor, but Marisol had come to visit a week ago, and it brought Jane back to when she was still with Thor.

"I know," Jane replied. "But I didn't know Thor was going to leave too."

"He meant to return," Loki said. "He loved Marisol; he'd never purposely leave her. Besides, she grew up with Rodgers. I'm sure he'd make a marvelous parent," Loki said with a hint or sarcasm.

Steve Rodgers raised Marisol like she was his own. He was a marvelous parent to Loki's neice, but Loki still despised him.

"Why did she come to you after all these years anyway? And why did you call me here?" Loki was getting towards his point. He liked Jane. She was alright, for a mortal. Jane didn't like Loki though, but she was troubled after seeing her daughter.

"Marisol came to see me. A week ago. She looks like me, but is powerful like her father."

"What did she say?"

"She wanted me to take her to Asgard to see Thor. He left when she was a baby. She had no memories of him. I let her go. I let her use the portal I've been working on."

"Foster! You know you are not to let anyone use it!"

"She wanted to meet her father! I owed her."

"Well, you don't think Thor will let her stay, do you?! He'll have to bring her back himself. Which means he will return here to Midgard."

"I know," Jane said quietly. "I didn't mean for this to happen."

Loki rolled his eyes. "Not only will he return, but so will Marisol, who you say is powerful? Tell me about her."

"Honestly, Loki, she's your niece, you seriously don't know anything about her?"

"She's YOUR daughter!"

"Right. Well, she's fifteen now. Tall, smart, strong. She has powers. She came make fire come out of her hands."

"What else can she do?"

"I don't know, I don't think she meant to show me the fire. She just got angry and it happened. She probably has other powers she doesn't want me to know about. I did see a sword though. It seems to be a part of her. It seems to come out of her wrist, like it's built into her arm."

"Asgardian armor," Loki explained. "Thor must have given it to her before she left, when she was a baby."

"Who gives a sword to a baby?"

"Your idiot, it's a bracelet. It turns into a sword. Obviously, it wouldn't work until she's older."

"Oh. Well, I'm not Asgardian, how do you expect me to know that stuff?"

"Anyway," Loki said, changing the subject. "We need to know more about her. And we need to know why Thor never returned to raise her. I know Thor, he would not have left Marisol unless lives depended on it."

"Well, you're from Asgard," Jane said. "Shouldn't you know?"

"Actually, I'm from Jotenheim," he corrected her. "But yes, I did know what was happening in Asgard, until…"

"Until what?"

"Do you know what happened after you went back to Midgard? After the Aether was removed from your body?"

"What happened?"

"I was king. Well, actually, I took on Odin's form, and served as king through his body. He eventually overpowered me and I had to escape in fear that he might kill me."

"You chose to come to Earth because I was here, didn't you?"

Loki sighed and took a step closer to Jane, so they were standing face to face. "Yes. You are very intelligent, for a mortal."

Jane gave him a shove, but Loki remained in his place and smirked.

"I wasn't lying that one time. I do like you. But if you slap me again, I'll have to return the favor."

"Prove it," Jane said defiantly, standing on her tip toes to reach Loki's height.

"I will," Loki whispered. He closed his eyes and leaned into Jane slowly, until his cold lips touched hers.

Jane didn't move, but she let Loki get close. She felt his cold breath on her face, and she closed her eyes, taking in his cool scent.

No, she thought. She opened her eyes and gave him a hard shove, but Loki didn't move, and instead Jane ended up pushing herself backwards. She fell backwards onto a big comfy armchair she had in her living room.

Loki opened his eyes, and smirked, hiding his disappointment.

"Well then." He said, holding his arms out wide. "Show me to the portal."