I know this was going to just be a one-shot but my sister asked me to make another one this morning before she went to work so I made one just for her. Enjoy
She was running, running as fast as should could with her small legs through the building. She didn't know why she was running but she was running. There was a scream down the hall and she willed her legs faster to get to it. But why? Was it someone she knew? Or was it just because she wanted to? Nafalis wasn't sure as she entered a room and covered in mouth in horror. There kneeling on the ground was her mother. Her body was covered in blood and as the man let go she fell to the ground. He looked at her and gave an evil smirk and grunted in pleasure. She looked at him.
He had short black hair and black eyes that gleamed evilly at her. She backed away from him, her small hands still covering her mouth. He let out a yell, brought out a bloody knife, and charged at her. Nafalis didn't make a sound as she turned and ran down the hall. Suddenly the hall turned into a forest path and she was pushing leaves out of her way. She started to slow down and she looked back to see the man still chasing her. Suddenly someone jumped out in front of him and pushed him out of the way. Nafalis found herself stopping and watched as the two men fought. Suddenly she saw her father, Loki, stand up and look at her. Nafalis smiled. Suddenly the black eyed man jumped to his feet and a knife came out of Loki's back. At this Nafalis let out a blood-curtailing scream...
Hearing herself scream had woken Nafalis up. She sat up in her bed that was a bit big for her and looked around to see the real world. The door to her right, a small wardrobe to her left along with a window to a city that was lit with lights, and in front of her a mirror with an attached table that held her brush and a few other things. Tear poured of Nafalis's eyes as she curled up into a tight ball. She shook as the memory of seeing her father murdered fell into her mind... He stood up and looked at her. For a short moment she smiled, but the smile faded into screaming as the knife went through his stomach...
"No daddy!" Nafalis screamed as she realized she had dreamt that small part again. The doors to her room entered but she didn't look away from her legs to see who it was. Someone sat down next to her. Two long arms pulled her against her father's chest. She held onto him tightly as he ran his long fingers through her hair. She cried and her grip tightened.
"Shh, it's ok, the nightmare is gone," he whispered to her. Lately Nafalis had been having bad dreams about her mother dying and sometimes him as well. Loki did not know why this was happening, all he knew was that his daughter kept waking up in the middle of the night screaming then crying and he didn't like it. Loki gently set his chin on her head and rocked her back and fourth. "Shh, it's ok now." She nodded against his chest and looked up at him. She set a hand on his chest as if to double check that there was in fact no hole there.
"I want them to stop," she said. He nodded down at her.
"I know, I do too," he told her. She looked over at the window and was silent a moment. Loki loved Nafalis, at this moment she was all he had. Of course he still had Thor but he hadn't seen him in awhile. Nafalis sat there in her fathers arms, quiet and falling back asleep. Loki looked down at her to see her fast asleep. Loki gave a soft smile and put her back to bed. He stood up and walked out with a soft shut of the doors.