Prologue

'Why have I been summoned, father?' Thor was not sure what to expect when the maid said that the king had called for him. There were no expressions on her face, and he was walking in the darkness until he reached the throne where his father silently waited his son. The silence was not broken immediately.

'We have received some news which we must share with you.'

Thor observed his father and turned toward his mother with an questioning gaze. 'What is it?'

'Did you know that Loki had been on earth nine years ago?'

The silence and hasty changed expression witnessed his innocent. 'I was not aware at all.'

'Nine years ago, he went to earth. I sent him but I never knew what had happened?'

'Why would you send Loki to Earth?'

'There was a threat, and Loki needed to locate him.'

'Why are you telling me this now?'

'We have discovered… that he has a son.'

The silence was chaotic. There was no noise but the ground of Asgard was shaking.

'He has a son?'

His father nodded, 'Jace Green'.

'Does he know?'

'I do not think so.'

'Where are they?'

'They live in New Orleans.'

'Who is the mother?'

'Chiara Green'

Silence returned and stayed for a long while. It was only broken by a mother's heart when the queen spoke, 'we must bring them here. We must protect them. They are not safe on earth. What if somebody finds out that he is Loki's son? They might hurt him.'

'They are not like that on earth, mother.'

'Would you really risk the boy's life on that assumption?'

Thor stared at his mother but was unable to answer. Odin was too weak but it appeared that he agreed with his wife for his silence was focused on Thor. There was some sort of hope in the distance between the father and the son, and Thor finally decided to smile. 'I will bring him home.' Odin and Frigga smiled to their son.

After three years he was to return to earth. The idea of meeting Jane again stroked him but he pushed that thought away as he remembered that his visit was only a mission. Asgard and his father still needed him. He passed his friends without a word and they watched him with astonishment. There was no time for explanation.

Chapter 1

The sound of his steps would always make her smile. She never really knew why, but when the door opened and she heard him running toward the kitchen, everything else did not matter. She merely listened as Jace Green entered. 'Amma, we got the math test back. I got an A +.' Chiara Green turned around with a broad smiled and big chocolate cake in her hand. 'I knew you would!' His widened with excitement as cried, 'You made the special Friday cake!'

'Good grades will give you a large chocolate cake.' She bribed playfully.

'I will get the milk.' He rushed toward the fridge as Chiara walked into the living room and placed the cake on the table. Jace ran and jumped into the chair. Chiara laughed as she sat in front of him and gave him a spoon. For some seconds, Jace only ate and enjoyed the cake but the silence changed. His expression showed that something bothering him. Chiara gazed at him for a while but then asked, 'what is it, Jace?' He smiled and said, 'they still talk about New York.' The broad smile on Chiara's face faded, and with worried eyes she stared at her son. She breathed heavily and then tried to smile again, 'I know, Jace. They are just very worried. They never knew that these sort of thing existed. They are afraid.'

'Will they hate me if they find out?'

'No, they won't.'

'You are lying, Amma. You always say to Aunt that humans are not much better themselves.'

'I have trust issues. You can't trust me on that point.' She smiled.

'Did you know that Hitler would never have become so powerful if people didn't support him?'

'That is the past.'

'Some philosophers believe that time is a circle, and it will always end back where it started. '

'Jace, you really need to stop reading these kinds of things. It is not that simple. If one theory says that one thing, there are probably hundreds of theories that say other things.'

Jace did not reply but merely stared at his cake. He had changed much in the last eight years but staring at the chocolate cake was a big warning sigh for Chiara. 'What is wrong, Jace?'

'I lied to you, Amma. I am not fine. I think something is wrong. I think I have some powers.'

Chiara dropped the fork but tried to maintain a calm expression. 'What kind of powers?'

'I can double myself like dad. I did last month.'

'Honey, you know that you have to tell me these kinds of things.'

'I got scared, Amma.'

Chiara breathed again and then smiled truthfully. 'Jace, I told you everything so that you didn't have to be scared. You know that I love you no matter what.'

'I can't control it.'

'We will figure something out.'

'Maybe, we should ask for help.'

'Who could help us?'

'Thor…' Jace's voice had changed and his had widened but Chiara did not notice and merely laughed, 'well good luck finding Asgard.'

Jace did not reply but merely stared at the window behind his mother. She finally noticed that his gaze was directed toward something else, and she turned around. A man was standing outside their apartment window. Actually he was flying. The face was familiar. They had seen it when the news covered the New York incident. It was indeed Thor.

Chiara did not breathe until she heard Jace laughing, 'Amma, it is Thor.' He rushed toward the window to open it. Thor was as surprised as everyone else, and Chiara stood up from the chair as if she had to run. Calmly, Thor flew in. His eyes remained on Jace, who boldly smiled and laughed. However, Thor and Chiara were speechless. Suddenly, Thor briefly laughed, 'you look just like him.'

Jace smiled, 'Amma says the same.'

Finally Thor turned his gaze toward Chiara, who did not bother to smile at all. She stared at him with skepticism and asked, 'what are you doing here?'

'My family has just found out that… Loki… He is…'

'He is nothing to Loki. He is only my son.'

Jace's smile vanished and Thor observed Chiara. 'I am only here to protect you.'

'We don't need your help.'

Jace interrupted, 'but Amma…'

Chiara glanced at her son but then looked away from them both. 'He is the son of a God. This is not the world he belongs to.'

Chiara remained quiet but Jace took her hand said, 'Amma, please…'

'Jace, they will take you away from me.'

'I will not! I am here to protect you both. I want to bring you to Asgard.'

Chiara stepped back from Thor and answered in a shocked tone, 'We can't go to Asqard.'

'You will be safe there.'

Chiara was about to deny again but Jace pulled her hand and his eyes were watery as he said, 'Amma, please. I want to go to Asgard. Amma, please…'

She stared at her pleading son. She tried to find a strict motherly tone but she knew that Jace was scared. He had never been so before and that worried her. Thor waited anxiously and eventually with a dissatisfied mine she agreed.

'If something happens to him, I will not spare you.' She glanced at Thor, who merely smiled back.