Chapter 1

I opened the door to my foster home, and a woman was there, waiting for me. "Arian, this is Sif. She'll be taking you to your new family." My foster mom,Diane, said, handing me my duffel bag, containing my possessions I owned for the past twelve, now thirteen years, considering today was my birthday.

I hugged goodbye to Diane and left with Sif. "Your father wanted you back home when you turned thirteen." She said.

"My real father?" I asked. She nodded.

She suddenly took my hand and before I knew it, We were whizzing through a tunnel of light in SPACE. I gasped as we landed in a grand room, which showed the entire universe. "Welcome to Asguard." Sif announced. I gaped.

She led me through a palace, weaving in and out of crowds on people, while I pressed against her. She finally got to her destination, which I guessed was the throne room.

"Sif, do you have the girl?" A voice said.

"Yes, Odin." She said presenting me to an old armored man with a gold eye patch. Beside him was a young man with blonde hair and holding a hammer.

I immediately recognized him from my Norse books. Thor, god of lightning. Odin, the King of Asguard.

"I'm going insane. This is a a dream, and when I wake up, I'll be in good New York." I said, rubbing my eyes.

"What is your name?" Odin asked.

"Arian."

"Your name means light." Thor mused. "Are you aware of your family?" he asked.

"No, sir."

"Please call me Uncle." Thor replied.

"Huh?" I squeaked. "But, you don't have a sib-" A gear clicked in my head. "Loki?" I gasped. "I AM insane! First, I've been on Earth for THIRTEEN YEARS without any family. Now you're telling me that I'm RELATED to a god? So I'm going to live for 5,000 years? Why didn't you keep me here if I had a family?!" I yelled.

"Follow me." Thor said, leaving the room. I followed.

We went deeper and deeper into the castle, until we hit the dungeon. "Do you remember the invasion of New York. Your father commanded that attack. Now he is residing here."

"Uncle Thor, so you're saying that I am a daughter of a villain?" I asked. We walked and walked until we got to a cell. A man with a stunning resemblance was in it.

"After all this time, you decide to visit me, Brother. Came to gloat." He said. I was standing behind Thor, so he couldn't see me.

"Enough illusions, Loki." Thor commanded. The proud man melted away, revealing the same one disheveled and depressed, black streaking the wall behind him, broken chairs on the ground, books ripped, hair and clothes rumpled and messy. "Brother, you have a visitor." Thor said.

I stepped out from behind him, and Loki's eyes widened in shock. I walked towards the cell, and walked through the barrier like it was water. "Dad?" I whispered.

"Arian." He gasped. I knew I was my father. I rushed into his open arms, crying into his shoulder. Loki gripped my back tightly. "I knew you would come back, my little light." He whispered. I looked at my father as he brushed the tears from my face.

"You've grown." he said, cradling me in his arms. "Sif kept her promise to me." Loki kissed the top of my head, refusing to let go.

That was the day I met him. After the war with the dark elves, Loki faked his death and took the throne. Which made me the princess.