Hello guys, this is my first fanfic, so go easy on me, but I do appreciate critique ^.^
➹Mar
I was a child once. Your probably wondering how such a powerful Demi Goddess today was once something so vulnerable and young many years ago. I shall tell you my story.
My father mated with a mortal, whom I was cast away from when I was born. Her people did not appreciate the presence of any sort of god in their community and I never got to know her. Father was a good father, although he wasn't the best, he often had to leave on missions, so I was left to my own devices. I learnt to scribe and read, I trained myself, learning to control my powers, and kept an eye on the gods favourite world, Earth. Partly because I wanted to find out more about my mother, partly because I had developed an idol in my motivations. He surprised me, he wielded arrows, yet he moved with speed and agility. No other mere mortal could achieve such a high level of skill, but I wasnt a mortal, I wanted to learn more from this man named Hawkeye. I'd kept it secret for many years, as I grew up, I crafted my own bow and arrows, sneaking off to a secluded area to practice firing arrows at targets, and I got better and better with practice. Hours of training payed off. I was 16 years old when my father decided I was old enough to visit Earth. I was so excited, I would finally get to meet Hawkeye!
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Ashe lowered her eyes from the criticising stares around her. She couldnt help it, her eyes had become accustomed to it ever since she could register there were stares about her.
They always stared, some in disgust, some were neutral. Very few were friendly, but she was used to it. She quickened her pace across the courtyard, she wished once more she could be invisible, hidden away from the prying eyes. She scanned ahead of her, spotting the tall and dark features of her father, Jarred. She hurried to walk beside him, as he mounted his horse. Ashe loved her father's horse, he was a large black stallion, with the very fitting name of Thunder, his hooves pounded the ground heavily as he trotted towards the bridge that separated the Bifrost from Asgard. Her nerves jolted her as she mounted her steed, a beautiful grey mare, named Whisper, quite the opposite of the big black battle horse who was now several lengths away from her as Jarred drove him towards the Bifrost. Following him, Ashe cantered, catching up just as the Guardian of the Bifrost, Heimdall, opened the great portal. Ashe remained calm as her father leant over and whispered in her ear,
"Now, you understand that you are to stay by me, while I attend to this business, don't you?" Ashe turned her head to meet his eyes, nodding calmly, his storm-grey eyes softened, as he planted a light kiss on his daughter's cheek,
"Good, I don't want any accidents."
"Yes, Jarred." his eyes hardened at the address, but he said nothing, he'd accepted long ago that his only daughter will never love him further than respectful. After dismounting, the pair stepped into the Bifrost, letting it take them to Earth.