Chapter 2: Storm Rages

Thunder continued to rage in the night sky with the citizens of Metropolis finding themselves uncertain as to what the cyclone meant never knowing that a stranger was among them. Shadowed by magic, Loki found a large manor hidden in the dark hills far from the city stealing it from its owner, enchanting the man to selling it to the Asgardian. The rain began not much longer after Loki entered the house carrying his prize heading up the winding stairs to get her cleaned up and out of the wet clothes.

The large manor was impressive by human standards and the God found that he had little trouble finding a large bedroom. Loki put her down gently onto the bed before he searched the drawers finding to his delight a dark green nightgown for the girl. It was the perfect colour if she was to be his' from now on making short work of the wet blue and red clothing taking her into the large washroom to gently bathe her. As water washed over her creamy skin, the God ran his hands over the soft breasts pinching the pink pebbles smirking at her unconscious moans. She was responsive and it delighted him to no end playing with her flesh before forcing himself to finish washing her. He would claim her later wanting to hear her cries of pleasure. Picking her up from the tub, Kara was soon dried, dressed and tucked into the bed.

Loki got into the shower after caring for her all the while, thunder rumbled its rage outside the house, lighting crackling in the clouds. After he was bathed and had dealt with an issue, Loki entered the room with a towel hanging low on his waist watching the sky with a smirk. Thor was angry and anguished. It also filled him with such sadness feeling tears once again glistening in the blue eyes feeling the great weight of his actions along with his loneliness. Kara would be the only one to understand him now and maybe one day, he'd reconcile with his family. "I miss you to my brother and shall prove one day that I was right to destroy them all. I love you Thor and I will prove to you all that I am a warrior worthy of being your equals." Thunder rumbled outside with tears flowing on his face, rain gently beating on the window pane outside. Loki turned from the rain to get dressed in black silk sleeping pants before he too let himself rest. It had been a long day hoping to return home one day but not knowing when. Outside the storm rage with the God of Thunder's anguish over the loss of his brother and of not being able to see Jane again.