Hey all! No I'm not dead, just kinda fell into a slope with writing. Anyway, I saw Thor (a long time ago) and freaking loved it! Along with the love came inspiration, giving way to this new story, enjoy!

"No, let me go! I didn't do anything!"

The little girl cried and fought as she was dragged through the golden halls of Asgard's palace. Never before had she been to the magnificent place, and its strange pillars and smooth marble floors were all strange to her. She trembled with fear as the guards dragged her through the labyrinth of halls. Many of the nobles stared her down, their heads held high as they glared, making them even more frightening to the girl. She whimpered and looked ahead of her, where a man was being led away as well, her father. Oh how she wanted to cry out to him, to ask him to protect her, but she knew better, he would never protect her. She risked a glance at him, noting the way his dark brown hair covered his face, hiding him from the glares only she seemed to receive. The girl knew that under that thick, greasy mess of hair lay two piercing onyx eyes that always seemed to glint with malice and hatred for all who looked into them.

They came upon a new set of doors, large and golden, and the guards opened them to reveal a magnificent throne room gleaming with golden pillars and marble floors. The girl stared with such intensity she had forgotten all about her current position. A sudden yet gentle shove from the guard behind her snapped her out of her daze and she stumbled forward once again. As she neared the large golden throne, she spotted Odin All-Father for the first time. He sat, tall and regal upon the throne, patiently awaiting for the girl and her father to be brought forward. As was said in her village, the elder King did indeed have only one eye, shining a clear sky blue in the light of the hall. His other eye was covered with a golden plate of sorts, covering the bloody hole where his eye should have been. A large, not surprisingly, golden staff remained clutched in his hand as he looked down upon the girl and her father.

To the girl's surprise, it was not only Odin in the throne room with him. Next to him, as loyal and beautiful as ever, stood Frigga. Her long, golden brown hair cascaded down her back in flawless curls, half pinned up by a topaz floral clip. Her warm brown eyes seemed to smile at the girl, bringing a little hope to her heart.

Even more surprising to the girl was the extra two presences on the Kings right, his sons, Thor and Loki. Thor, although still a child, at least a year older than the girl, already was beginning to show his muscles and broad shouldered figure. His golden hair and blue eyes would become his attracting charm when it came to women. He quirked his head at her as she entered and gave a small smile. The girl blushed slightly and turned to look at Loki. Even now, he seemed the more attractive one, with his raven black hair and emerald eyes sparkling with mischief. He was nowhere near as brawny as Thor, but the girl liked that about him. Already she could tell he would indeed grow to be tall and thin, but at the same time well-toned. He caught her staring, and for a split second all they could see and feel was each other. The girl's heart fluttered and she knitted her eyebrows in confusion to the strange feeling, shaking her head to clear her of it.

Unbeknownst to her, Loki had felt the same thing, and now lightly rested a hand over his heart, trying to comprehend what had just happened. He was a very smart lad, and it aggravated him not knowing something. He frowned and returned his attention to the girl, who now looked straight ahead at his father.

The girl got to the foot of the throne and was bidden to kneel as her father did, though quite unwillingly. Odin stood and slammed his staff to the floor. "Brennus Nikolauson, you have been brought before me, branded a traitor in your own realm. Do you deny this accusation?"

Brennus, smiled then started laughing, daring to look up and meet the King's eye, "Listen here, old man, why deny what's obviously true? Of course I betrayed you! Asgards time has come! She must fall! And who would be better to destroy your precious realm than the Jotuns? Oh, I've had it concocting for years, making the right connections, learning your military secrets and all your security, and now the time is come! You will all die! All die!"

Brennus began to laugh maniacally, his onyx eyes glinting with madness. Loki frowned and leaned into his father, "He lies, father. I don't know how but I know he's lying."

Odin looked to his youngest son, who pleaded at the King with wide, green eyes. Odin knew his son was a liar and cunning young lad himself, but Odin knew his son and could decipher truth from lie. Odin smiled at his sons "talent" and looked down upon Brennus, who still laughed hysterically. His laughs quieted down into giggling fits of madness, then he looked up at the King coyly. Odin spoke, a dangerous tone in his voice, "Control yourself, madman, your punishment will not be lenient as it is."

Brennus scoffed, "Kill me if that's what you see fit, but the damage is done!" He grins maniacally, "And only I can repair it."

Loki frowns, the man really was a horrible liar. Who couldn't see it? The ways his eyes glanced around so often, how his hands shook in their binds, how he would meet nobody's eye. He exchanged a nod with Odin, signaling their understanding. Odin slams his staff down once again, shaking the floor ever so slightly. "Brennus, you are a liar and a traitor to Asgard. I, Odin Allfather, decree you banished to the realm of Alfheim. No one shall show you any kindness or hospitality the rest of your days. Take him away."

Slowly, Brennus's maniac grin faded into a twisted snarl of fury. In a blind rage, he lunged for the mighty King, only to be halted by a flash of golden power from Odin's staff. Brennus cries out in agony and drops to the floor, moaning in pain. The guards step forward to take him away, only to be lashed out at by the madman. With a crazed glint in his dark eyes, he spies his daughter, watching the spectacle with wide, terrified eyes. With a furious snarl, he lunges for her, intent on killing the insignificant life form in his sights. Suddenly, silvery-white wings with indigo tipped feathers spread behind the girl and she shot into the air gracefully, narrowly missing her father's murderous reach. She hovered in the air, watching as the guards, at long last, took hold of her father and began dragging him away.

As he was taken away, he shouted up at the hovering angel, "You worthless piece of filth! Look what you've done! I'm exiled because of YOU! But you know what?! Who's going to want you now, eh?! A lonely little orphan with nothing! NOTHNG, YOU HEAR ME?! NOTHING! YOU ARE WORTH NOTHING YOU LITTLE-!"

The criminal was dragged out of the room before any more damage could be done. Slowly, the girl lowered herself to the floor, and began to weep, burying her face in her hands, the beautiful wings behind her drooping to the floor.

However, Odin took the time to study her. She was a strange creature, one he had no seen in a long time. Yet, his suspicions could not yet be confirmed, not until he knew if the one detail missing in his theory was a part of her. He furrowed his brows, going deep into thought. He shut his eyes, wondering what to do with the girl. The King opened his eyes, having come upon a decision. He stood, "What is your name, little one?" he called to her gently.

Startled by the sudden voice, the girl shot up and onto her knee, crossing her arm over her chest in respect. She swallowed nervously, not daring to look up lest she meet the old King's eye, "I-I have no n-n-name, my King. F-Fath-...Brennus claimed I-I wasn't w-worth the trouble of naming."

Odin raised in eyebrow in surprise, but other than that kept his facial expression blank, "Have you no mother?" he asked.

The girl's gaze hardened suddenly on the floor, but she did not look up, "Brennus killed her because I was a girl."

Next to Odin, Frigga gasped, covering her mouth with a dainty hand. The queen had a soft spot for mothers and children, and this revelation stung the queen deeply. Her heart ached even more when sudden, yet unwilling tears slipped from the girl's eyes. Desperate to help her, the queen whispered to her husband, "Dearest, she never partook in her father's crimes, her resentment for the man is quite clear. Why don't we take her in ourselves? You said yourself a fortnight ago you would like to have a daughter. She is gifted as well, and will never grow into those gifts on her own. Besides, our sons would love a little sister! What say you, love?"

The King thought long and hard on his wife's words, and couldn't help but agree with her. Her words were true, he did want a daughter, a little girl to keep his sons company, and bear him grandchildren when the time comes. He smiled at the thought of this gifted girl as his own child. Taking a breath, the King spoke, "Young one, you have no home, nowhere to go to...that is no longer the case. I have consulted with the queen and we are in agreement. We will take you under our wing, you will live as daughter to myself and Queen Frigga, and sister to my sons, Thor and Loki. Do you accept the offer?"

Now, the girl looked up, mouth agape, completely speechless. A family, a real family, parents who loved each other and elder brothers who would be there for her. Everything the girl had ever wanted was being offered to her on a silver platter, by the King himself. Humbly, she answered, "I accept your offer, my King."

"Than by my right as Odin Allfather, I name you...Princess Kaia of Asgard, and you my call me 'father'," Odin added with a smile.

In a surge of happiness, Kaia flew up the steps and embraced the King in a gentle hug, which Odin happily returned. "Thank you...father," Kaia whispered, tears of joy slipping from her eyes.

Meanwhile, Thor and Loki watched the spectacle with wide eyes and bright smiles. Odin took note of his sons and gestured they come forward to meet their new family member. Eagerly, Thor reached out to give his new sister a hug, only to have her fly up again, hovering over the family. Thor retracted his hand, looking up at her apologetically. Kaia tilted her head, slowly floating down to land in front to the prince. Then, with a happy grin, she twined her arms around his neck in a gentle hug, which Thor happily shared. Loki stepped forward then, a bit shy, and approached her cautiously after she parted from Thor. Loki bowed to her and she giggled, setting a hand on his shoulder and hugging him as well. Once again, that strange feeling in their hearts arose, causing a vague blush to erupt onto Kaia's cheeks, even Loki's face was tinted pink.

After they parted, Odin told them, "My sons, do you know where the spare bedroom is? The one across the hall from your own?"

Both of the young princes nodded. "Take her to her chambers then, allow her to get settled in. Should you need myself or your mother, we shall be here."

Kaia was unable to believe it, in just a few short hours, her life had taken a complete turn for the better. In an uncontrollable surge of happiness, she flew up, a sudden indigo mist swirling about her hands. All of a sudden, an indigo bolt of energy fired from her hands and harmlessly onto the ceiling. Luckily, she was not fully grown into her powers, so the bolts were not as powerful as they would be when she grew up. Blushing madly and mumbling several apologies, she landed back on the ground between Thor and Loki.

Odin, however, grinned, his theory of what she was complete. "That's alright, young one, you will grow into them, learn to control them. Now, Thor, Loki, escort her to her new chambers."

All 3 children nodded and sped out of the throne room, walking back into the labyrinth of golden halls. Thor began chatting excitedly with her about her powers, "What was that, sister? That...that energy bolt! That was amazing! How ever did you do it?!"

Kaia flushed, embarrassed at all the attention Thor was giving her. Never before had she received such attention from anybody. She swallowed, "Well...I don't know really. I mean, I've had them for as long as I can remember, but so far they only come when I get emotional. I guess I got excited back there in the throne room."

Thor laughed heartily, "Indeed you did! I find them fascinating! They are the same color as your eyes!"

It was true, the indigo bolt matched Kaia's own bluish-violet eyes. She smiled, "Yeah, I guess they are."

All the while they talked, Loki remained silent, taking the time to study the girl. Her powers and wings would, without a doubt, attract some force of evil seeking her for their own use. This thought made him angry, angry that anyone would try to take the beautiful angel in front of him for their own selfish needs. He made a resolve then and there to aid her, train her best he could in her powers. After all, magic and energy were his area of expertise. Her bolts had to be some form of strange magic.

Soon, they came upon Kaia's new chambers, inside, the room adjusted itself to become Kaia's "dream room" of sorts. Thor opened the silver doors to reveal a room like no other. The walls were a beautiful cornflower blue with silver sparkles scattered across it, representing stars. The floors were of sparkling white marble tiles, complementing the pitch black ceiling scattered with silver and blue swirls. A fairly large balcony stood in the back of the room, accessible through glass doors. To the left, a luxurious bathroom with a tub to fit 10 people in the middle. A walk-in wardrobe was to the right of the room, filled with beautiful gowns and casual attire fit for a noblewoman.

Kaia stood at the doorway, mouth agape, "This is all mine?"

Thor grinned, "'Tis, little sister. Loki and I are right across the hall, my room with a golden door, and Loki's with the ebony door, much like his personality!"

He let out a booming laugh, but Kaia frowned, "I don't think he is."

At this, Loki looked at her in surprise. Most would laugh with Thor whenever he made a joke about Loki...not her, though. Upon hearing her distaste, Thor ceased his laughter, "My apologies, sister, I mean to offense towards my brother, however, if you see him that way than so be it. Now, I must go, I shall leave you to get settled in. Keep her company, brother!" Thor shouted as he left the room.

The elder prince's absence left Kaia and Loki alone in a somewhat awkward silence. That is, until Kaia cleared her throat, "So...in the village I used to live in...They said you were a sorcerer, or going to be one...is that true? Can you really do magic?"

Loki grinned, it was not often his gifts were praised. Suddenly, 10 Loki's filled the room and Kaia shrieked with surprise. "What do you think?" all Loki's asked.

Kaia rolled her eyes, walking up to a Loki and poking his chest, "Not very impressive if I can find you so easily," she teased.

The young prince quirked a brow and suddenly disappeared. Now, Kaia grew nervous, but kept a smile on her face, "Ok, Loki! I get it! You can come out now!"

"Good, that spell always takes a lot out of me, I need more practice," a smooth voice said from behind her.

She jumped slightly and turned to face him. Suddenly, she engulfed him in a hug, "You really are something special, Loki, don't ever doubt that for a second."

The prince stood still in shock, but eventually wrapped his arms around her as well. It was then a special bond began, one that would grow into something special as years went on.

So...good? Not good? Eh, R&R and let me know!