Recap:
And it was at that moment I knew exactly what to say.
I opened my mouth, looking at him, and said,
"I have no doubt about it, Loki."
End Recap.
Loki stared at me, shock written on his blue eyes.
"What did you say?"
I gave a small smile.
"I said, I have no doubt about it, Loki." I looked up at him. "I believe that you're a king. As well as a god."
A sad smile was etched across my face as I continued.
"You have a wonderful rule ahead you, I suspect. While, I? I have nothing. I've been running from people trying to take me away since I was 2 ½. But I guess… that's how things are I guess I wasn't meant to have anything."
Loki stared at me.
I stood up, and walked to a balcony. I could tell Loki was following.
"All I've ever wanted was to be- normal." When I reached the word 'normal' I started to sob quietly.
"Always shunned, always isolated, always… ending up alone… That's the life I live. You're a god, and a king. But why do I get the idea that you can somehow understand how I feel?"
I pried my eyes away from the dark night and turned to look at Loki.
"I may only be 5 years old. But I've known pain. I've known betrayal. I've known hate. But I don't think I've experienced it on the level as you have."
He looked speechless.
I took a deep breath.
"I'm one of the few remaining Crow Children."
With that, I spread out my black wings.
"… My name is Raven… And I am begging for your help."
Loki looked at me. I stared back at him.
Then I was shot in the leg by one of my pursuers.
"Ah!" I cried, clutching my leg in pain.
Loki soundlessly crouched down to my level, dug his fingers into my flesh and took out the bullet. With the bullet out, he muttered a couple of words that were in a language I'd never heard before. My wound healed.
I gaped.
Then, Loki turned to the doorway. In the doorway stood the man who acted as the leader of my pursuers. He was the one who frightened me the most.
Loki looked at the man.
"Who are you to attack a helpless girl… A unarmed girl nonetheless. What a weak mortal… Die." Loki's voice took a dangerous edge.
My eyes widened in shock.
Loki sped up to the man, and stabbed him with his scythe.
"Those who prey on the weak are weaker. For they are cowards."
The man fell to the ground, dead.
"You protected me… Why?" I asked Loki, "I've asked for help... But you're the first to give it."
