Author's Note: This chapter is a summary of Eira's childhood. I am new at fanfiction writing, so I will gladly accept constructive criticism. And, as many people have written before me, I do not own anything that you recognize from the Avengers, Thor, and the Marvel Universe. Any similarities to other stories are unintentional.

Hope you enjoy it!


As Odin stared down at the Jotun child in is arms, he imagined the possibilities and opportunities that taking in this child, Loki, could bring to his realm of Asguard. Any audible cries from Loki's younger twin, Eira, were drowned out by the piercing sounds Loki was emitting. The muffling of her cries were due to the several feet of stone separating the chamber Eira was hidden in from the main room that Odin stood in.

When Odin left, the two siblings, born with the bond of being twins, were separated from each other in childhood. Neither would see each other for centuries, and only one would learn of the other before their first meeting.


In her childhood, Eira was a happy young girl. She was mischievous, cunning, intelligent, and chaotic while also being brave, selfless, kind, and merciful. However, there was an unexplainable feeling of loss and emptiness in her heart. She learned to distract herself by educating herself in essential subjects such as mathematics, history, geography, several languages, astronomy, science, and so on while also practicing magic and learning how to fight, the ways of a warrior, battle strategies, how to rule a realm, and other essential subjects for a future ruler of Jotunheim.

By the Jotun age equivalent of a human thirteen year old, Eira was able to match scholars in debates on aforementioned essential subjects, apply her knowledge to practical situations, best the greatest warrior in Jotunheim, and manage the kingdom, not to mention that she was the most powerful Mage in the history of her realm.

But no matter what she did, that feeling of loss and emptiness remained.