Thor stood before his fellow Avengers. All of them looked at him with an emotion he could only describe as conflicted. It was a mix between wonder, worry, and fear.
Natasha was the first to recover from the shock of the god's words.
"Are you telling us that Loki has a..." She started, but couldn't finish.
Steve finished for her. "A daughter?"
"And she's here on Earth?" Clint asked.
Everyone's eyes were on Thor as he sighed. "Yes. Loki has a daughter. Her name if Hela."
Bruce turned and faced the wall, slamming his hand into it. "After all we went through to keep him from taking over the Earth, and now this?"
Everyone but Thor sunk onto the couches that were nearby. Thor paced as he spoke.
"She's been here on Earth most of her life. Loki was seen unfit to raise a child and well, she was sent here. Much like her father, she was adopted. Except, she was raised by mortals, and doesn't know that she is in fact a godess. Neither does anyone else."
"And just how did you find all this out?" Tony asked, leaning back on the couch.
"I just found it out." Thor replied, sinking down next to Bruce, who's head was in his hands. "Loki asked me to help find her."
"He's out of prison?" This came from Steve, and Thor nodded in response.
Natasha sighed. "Well then, we better find her."
Author's note:
Short, I know. Please comment idea's! In fact, the first... hmm... 3 people who comment idea's, will be included into the story! So, please comment! I love hearing from you!