I meet him when I was 9 years old, I was running, yes indeed I was, I remember because I could smell the air, its smell like something odd something that I could not described, like sadness and old memories, I was running towards my freedom, my mother and father where and important status in Asgard, yet they act like kindness and bravest people society ever know, but that does not meant that they let me be a normal child, I never feel like a normal child true to be told, I remember my favorite dress getting dirt all over the tail, the little golden details that started from my neck all the way into my tail it made it look like wings, like each little feather have been sew with a own details and yet even with all my back designed beautifully, the pale blue of the whole dress made a contrast in a perfect way, and then my hair, my mother always told me that my hair will be a place to hide my secrets and even if that does not made any sense in those days I always smile, my brunette hair curled always differently, strand by strand forming a curl each year longer, and I never realize that that day was and always be the day I….
*Memory*
"And yet I was free, at last I stop by the bakery almost at the end of the city, even if my family could paid well to the baker, the always give their sweetest bread, I was heading thorns the meadow next to the bifrost, I sat there almost every time I could, the day was getting over soon the sky was turning orange turning the meadow into his final moments before dark, the grass was getting warmer and the trees almost make beautiful melodies, I laid and closed my eyes taking those last rays of heat thru my body, peaceful…
-Hey-said I voice, suddenly something hard hits my face
-Ouch- I scream, opening my eyes furious looking for the voice and graving and apple? I look into a tree and find nothing.
-Over here- the voice screams onto a tree and look and nothing –Not there here- said again in my right and yet nothing am I going mad?
-Here-said in my Left and nothing-Behind you- turn and yet nothing-or maybe behind you-said the voice next to my ear.
I scream the lungs out, turn and punch with my eyes close, noy dare to open them until a hear a growl.
-What did you do that for?- said a boy no much older than me, his hair was black and his skin was pale almost white, without counting that red liquid that was coming out of his nose, he look at me with emerald eyes almost unrealistic.
-Who are you?-I said angry and ignoring his question.
-I'm Loki son of…- I Neal and look into his nose.
-Don't care who are you son of, now why did you throw me and apple?-I said raising an eyebrow.
-Nothing I just…-he said
-you just what?-
-I don't know- he said blushing making it almost like the color od the blood.
-Well, doesn't matter now take your hand of your nose-
-Why?-he said in a shout
-Because I need to see if it's broken-
-And how would you know if it's broken?-he shouted
-Because-I said annoyed- my mother teach the basic stuff, now come- I said standing up and offering a hand.
-To where?-he said almost worry which make me chuckle.
-at least let me take you to the pond so that you could clean up, so are you coming or not?-
He doubt it but take my hand, and stared walking with me, the day was almost over and the night want to appeared. After an awkward walk we make it to the pond.
-Take your hand off- He stared at me and did, and it was awful, I almost wanted to laughed but I only giggle, I take my hand that still was holding his without even realize it and toke a piece of my dress and rip I.
-What are you doing? - Loki screams in shock.
-it's ok now hold still- I said before I wet the piece into the pond and stared to clean the dried blood.
-what are you doing this?-he said almost in a whisper.
-what? Am I hurting you?-I said without stopping.
-No, but I throw you that apple, I was the one who annoy you, so why are you helping me?-
-Maybe because I'm not the one with the broken nose, but am still mad-and then he laughed and it seen like one of those truly laughed and I smile. After 5 minutes it was dark and my job was complete.
-Annnd done, good an almost new-I said with a smirk
-Thanks-.
-Well I gonna go, bye Loki- I said before I turn.
-Wait! - Loki shouted graving my wrist –I…I still don't know your name-
-Nygis daughter of…-
-It doesn't matter, rigth?-he said- can we meet again?-
-if the odds are in a favor, of course-
-Goodbye Nygis will meet again I promise- Loki said before I left."