Talks and Frozen Teardrops

"Sure, what's up?" I ask, like talking to my supervillain dad is totally normal.

"I suppose Thor has told you of our heritage," he says, spitting out the words "Thor" and "heritage".

"No," I reply. "What do you mean?"

"I mean my true species," Loki snarls.

"Wouldn't that just be Asgardian?" I ask, confused.

Loki stares at me for a few seconds, as though trying to see if I'm lying or not. The corner of his eye twitches. Finally, he mutters "I am surprised Thor has not told you of this, or Odin for that matter. Then again, he kept the truth hidden from me for centuries, so perhaps it is not surprising. I am not Odin's son, or Thor's brother. I was adopted," he hisses, getting angrier and angrier, "no, STOLEN by Odin when I was a baby! AND THEN HE HAS THE NERVE!" Loki shouts, shuddering with rage "THE NERVE TO TELL ME ALL MY LIFE THAT I COULD BE KING, SAME AS THOR, WHEN REALLY, I'M THE SON OF THE KING OF FROST GIANTS! HE WOULD NEVER LET ME BE KING! I WAS MEANT TO BE A LIVING PEACE OFFERING!" Loki yells, slamming his fist into a nearby building and leaving a streak of blood on the wall.

I am stunned. I never knew why Loki tried to take over our planet all those years ago, but I'm guessing this has something to do with it. Getting lied to is never fun. That's why, despite being the daughter of the "god" of lies, I try not to lie too much, although I did my fair share of that when I first discovered my powers. I can only imagine how hurt Loki would be after discovering a lie that had been going on for centuries. Still, that's no excuse for trying to take over a planet. Loki doesn't need a planet to rule, he needs a therapist!

Unfortunately, I am not a therapist, and as Loki turns towards me with blood on his fist, and a cruel gleam in his eyes, I have no clue what to say. Part of me wants to run away, but another part of me would feel terrible for just leaving my dad without trying to make things better. I mean, he is my dad. So I give the super intelligent response of "That's not cool."

For a second, Loki looks like he's about to punch another wall. Then, he sighs, and his eyes lose their manic intensity. "It was not 'cool'," he agrees. "That is why I had to prove Odin wrong, to show him I'm not like the Jotun. That is why I tried to destroy their planet."

"WHAT?!" I yell. B-but you just said you're related to them! How could you!" I yell.

"It does not matter. Thor ruined everything before I could finish," Loki says, like not killing all the Frost Giants was a tragedy.

"YOU'RE A MONSTER!" I yell, not even caring that he's my dad anymore. I mean, what kind of dad destroys planets? Not the kind I want to be around, that's for sure! I start walking, no, RUNNING away, not caring where I'm going, just anywhere away from my crazy dad, and my blue alien relatives. I'm paying so little attention to where I'm going that when I turn a corner, I run right into someone!

"Sorry!" I exclaim, getting up and offering a hand to the person I knocked over.

"Laura!" A familiar voice exclaims. I look down at the person I knocked over and realize it's Coulson. "I'm glad you're alright," he says, reaching for my hand. "My team and I have been looking for you ever since I saw Loki teleport you—AAH!" he exclaims. I look at Coulson, who is now standing, and see his hand turning blue where I grabbed him.

"Sorry!" I exclaim, for what seems like the millionth time. Here I go, ruining everything with my out-of-control powers, as usual.

Fortunately, as I watch, Coulson's hand slowly starts to defrost. Unfortunately, between Coulson's scream and my apologies, Loki has managed to find me. "Laura, you will…." he trails off as he sees Coulson. "You should be dead."

"Sorry to disappoint you," Coulson says, keeping his tone light, but I know him well enough to tell that he's scared. And, honestly, so am I. Coulson is a nice guy, the type of guy I wish was my dad. I don't know why Loki thinks he should be dead, but I'm guessing that means he's going to try to kill him. My real dad trying to kill the guy I wish was my dad. Just great. Of course, I'm not just going to stand there and watch, I'm going to protect Coulson.

Unfortunately, it turns out Loki is the least of my problems, because a bunch of Frost Giants suddenly surround us! "Ah, the runt is hiding as usual," one of the Frost Giants sneers at Loki, "but it is no matter. You will be brought to justice, and this planet will fall! Come," the giant sneers, and his minions push us forwards. Surrounded by minions I realize I have no choice but to obey… for now. I briefly wonder why the Frost Giants are speaking English now, while they weren't before, but I quickly try to focus on how to escape from my current predicament. However, when I realize that even Loki is silently obeying the Jotun, I wonder if there is any hope left.

I don't know what's worse: the fact that these Frost Giants might take over their planet, that my dad destroyed theirs, or that I'm related to all of these people. Before I even realize what's happening, snowflakes start falling out of my eyes. Great. Not only am I crying, I'm crying like a weirdo alien in front of my enemies/relatives who will probably laugh at me about it. How could this day get any worse? Then I see how the fight is going, and I realize that yes, things CAN get worse!