Okay so if anyone knows how to make breaks in lines, you know like a line or something to indicate a timeline change I would like to know how since no matter what I do it seems to not work. Until then I hope you guys can find the time skips and POV changes. Sorry about that guys. At the end of this chapter she is 19 years old just saying.
"How do you find life lately? What's it like being the daughter of Tony Stark?" These and other constant questions were yelled at me by paparazzi when the world found out Stark had taken a girl into his home, one so young at that. I kept my distance and the rumors eventually died down. This didn't mean that I was left alone though. People in the streets started asking me for my autograph! It was rather uncomfortable for someone like me who usually preferred anonimity. During the first week of my stay I was shown into Tony's private lab, even given the key for it. I had already taken on the project of helping him create a better more "fashionable" reactor to keep his heart beating. During that week I had tried to find the courage to tell him what I could do, but I kept wimping out. Sure he knew I was a mini genius and I had an affinity for technology but he never saw me tinker, I'd made sure of that. About two weeks in the guilt was killing me and I had to tell someone.
It had been a long day and I'd kept busy by taking apart various apparatus and putting them back together just to see how they worked. I'd been playing with one of the assembly machines as of late, adding improvements where I saw fit to see if Tony would notice.
"Hey Jarvis, do you have another wrench? I need a smaller one." I didn't know the technical names for everything yet so I had to ask for exactly what I wanted. At the moment I was concentrating on keeping a few wires held up with my powers to better see the inside of the robot I was messing with. There was no answer but a wrench appeared in the lift none the less. I picked it up, inspecting it before using it to loosen some of the smaller nuts and bolts within the machine.
"Ah ha! Here's your problem old buddy! Just a few loose chips. Looks like this wire here is a bit corroded too." I muttered to myself, taking out the programmable piece to better look at that nasty wire. It was actually sparking a bit even though I'd killed the power to this particular machine. Good thing I was wearing rubber glove or I'd probably be toasty by now. I pushed the rolling chair back to get a few tools from the kit including a new wire and some saudering tools. I'd done this sort of thing about two days ago so I was just hoping I didn't fuck it up.
I concentrated hard on the tools making them float about. They knew what to do better than me anyway. They did as they should do, removing the old wire and replacing it. All the time I just watched letting my mind control the pieces. I concentrated on what I wanted them to do and they simply did it. As the wire was finally replaced I let everything fall back into place.
"There, that should fix you up nicely." I replaced the panel on the steel outer layer and screwed it back on using my gaze. A blue light surrounded the screws, pushing them in much tighter than any screwdriver would.
"That was pretty awesome kid, think you could teach me how to do that?" I froze. Tony was right over my shoulder and I hadn't even noticed him. I guess I'd been more concentrated on fixing the machine than paying attention to my surroundings. I couldn't say anything, I was far too scared. What would he think of me now?
"Hey, I didn't scare you that bad did I?" He actually sounded worried. I turned to face him. He didn't look upset but I couldn't be sure.
"I...I..." What was I supposed to say? I was way too frightened. He'd be like them wouldn't he? He'd tell me that I was a worthless freak and I'd be kicked out onto the streets. I could feel the tears coming to my eyes already. Tony noticed almost instantly.
"What did I say Naiira? Shit, are you alright?" He sounded utterly upset. Was I upsetting him by crying? His arms wrapped awkwardly around my back. He must not be used to comforting people...wait...he was comforting me? I wasn't used to this.
"You...you don't think I'm a freak?" I asked. Tony looked at me like I had three heads.
"Should I?" For a moment we stared at each other. I was so used to people calling me names when they saw my powers. It was why I learned to keep them hidden. I guess I was getting so comfortable here I had forgotten that. Yet Tony seemed unfazed.
"Well...everyone else does." I admitted. He shook his head, obviously fighting the urge to laugh. I was shocked, utterly confused at his reaction.
"I have a damn generator in my chest keeping me alive. I feel like compared to me you are pretty normal." He muttered. I shook my head.
"I can read minds." This made him raise an eyebrow.
"That's even cooler." A smirk appeared on his face. I couldn't help the smile that was emerging upon my features. He had a rather contagious sort of happiness that seemed to infect me. He really wasn't angry or upset. This was new, what was I supposed to say?
"Naiira? You okay?" He asked. I blinked a few times.
"I'm not used to this response I guess. You really don't mind?" He shook his head.
"Nah, you got more moxie than I first thought kid. Think you can teach me how to do any of that?" I was way too overjoyed by now.
"I could try but you might be to old at this point." I joked. He nudged me.
"That just isn't funny." He chuckled.
"Then why are you laughing dad?" He hated being called dad, it made him feel old. He ruffled my hair, messing it up.
"Don't push your luck kiddo." He chuckled.
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"So you seem happy, but your mind is still quite loud." It was the voice! The one from the night I had been beaten.
"I think you just can't stop talking to me. Somehow I imagine you don't have many to practice with this sort of thing either." A snigger from the voice.
"You have a point, there are none here that have the capabilities." His speech was still quite formal, I wondered if that was just the way he spoke.
"So I have a last name now. My full name is Naiira Freya Stark. My father picked the middle name when I told him I like norse mythology. Figured since we talk so much you'd at least like my name." I was smiling at this point, the grin on my face stretching wide.
"You really don't know who you speak to do you Midgardian?" I knew that word, Midgard was one of the realms of Yggdrasil, the tree of life.
"You speak of Midgard, home of humans, the middle realm of Yggdrasil, the great tree. You aren't from around here are you?" I could somehow feel the man smile across our connection.
"I knew you had more intellect than a normal Midgardian just like the power you wield is extraordinary." I thought for a minute, but I didn't recall the man telling me his name.
"I've met a guy who fights in an iron suit and I can talk to people through minds as well as heal myself, emit blue energy, and have the control of more energy than is probably made on earth. I guess you could say nothing surprises me anymore." I laid back on my bed, watching the ceiling.
"Perhaps I have still underestimated you. Since you have given your title I shall give you mine. My name is Loki Odinson of Asgard and I am what you humans would consider a god." Really? All of this awesome stuff was really just hitting me in the face lately.
"God of mischief and lies, I imagine the mythology is off though. There was never mention of you being able to use telepathy although I do remember something about you being incredibly handsome." I couldn't believe my boldness. In a way I believed and in another I thought this was a total hoax. Yet how could he speak to me through my mind?
"I can hear your thoughts you know mortal and I don't appreciate your sarcasm." He hissed. I had forgotten he was in my mind.
"Can you prove it then?" My body suddenly felt numb as if I had fallen asleep and I found myself in darkness.
"Proof enough for you foolish girl?" I couldn't see anything.
"Are there any lights in here?" The darkness flickered slightly until the scene of a forest appeared, a waterfall falling before me. I could feel the water spray on my face, hear the birds singing in the trees.
"You have to be kidding me!" I practically jumped out of my skin when someone tapped my shoulder. The person chuckled and I turned to face them. He was beautiful really. His midnight black slicked hair reached just below his ears, the pale skin contrasting with the dark color. He wore some sort of leather armor with mixtures of green, gold, and black. A pair of black boots were on his feet and the rest of the armor was covered by a long trench coat complete with collar and frayed ends that swung around him with the wind. Yet the most beautiful thing about him were those eyes, the bright liquid emeralds that shone above his high cheekbones. Before my eyes a golden helmet materialized on his head with horns that protruded and bent back. In his hand was a golden scepter with a blade at the end. It was as tall as him so a few inches taller than me. His lean body moved with such grace as he walked towards me, his smile showing off those pearly white teeth. There was no way a human could be this gorgeous.
"Do you believe now?" I nodded carefully, my jaw dropping slightly but I tried really hard not to drool. When I finally closed my mouth a blush dusted my cheeks.
"So uh…why did you contact me again?" I couldn't look at him, it was like staring into the sun, beautiful and forbidden. He lifted up my chin and our eyes met. My legs practically went limp.
"You interest me of course. Any realm that holds a woman of powers like yours is in my notice." He sounded even better right close to me. Then I remembered something else I had read about the Loki of mythology.
"How do I know you aren't using silver tongue?" I asked. For a moment he looked surprised and then laughed out loud.
"You truly are a fascinating woman Naiira." When my name rolled off his tongue I found myself loving the sound. It sounded so perfect in his voice.
"Well thank you then. How did you do this by the way?" I asked, motioning to the scene around us. Loki smirked and the scene changed to a balcony of alabaster looking outat a full moon over what looked like ancient Egypt.
"I have had practice and with that comes the knowledge to create worlds of my own from images in my mind. If you practiced, you could do it too. This is also how I was able to pull you into my mind, a connection and a little magic." The spear and helmet disappeared, leaving him in all his perfect glory. Without really thinking I pressed my hand against his chest. He flinched slightly but didn't move away. I could feel the leather against my palm, feel his hand on my face. He looked at least 20, just one year ahead of me. I hoped he wasn't that much older, god or otherwise.
"This is amazing! You don't think you could teach me could you?" I asked, suddenly finding that he had a long green cape on his coat as well. The fabric felt almost like velvet.
"I suppose, but I have a request in return." I frowned, of course he would have said that.
"Well?" He smirked and pulled the cape from my fingers.
"You swear to keep me and everything you have learned from me a secret from all others." It didn't seem too hard, but I didn't really know whether I could trust him.
"If I can have assurance of your deal and you add in answering questions about Asgard I'm in." Loki smiled, pulling out a knife and pressing it quickly to my bottom lip. I flinched slightly at the sting, but it barely hurt. He placed the knife on his own lip and I watched the blood fall, almost unaware of my own blood dripping down my chin. Loki pulled my face to his and our lips met. I tasted the iron of blood and somehow I knew it wasn't mine. He sucked on my bottom lip and allowed me to do the same. Electric pulses shot up my spine. I was in freaking heaven! I barely knew him and yet I had few qualms with giving him the gift of my first kiss. As soon as it had started, it ended though. He broke the contact, his bloody lip still looking amazingly tantalizing from my point of view. I was still dazed, but god did I want him to do that again.
"Deal."
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"So what's it like? Asgard I mean." I asked Loki after about two days of training my mind with him. He sighed.
"It isn't as amazing as you think it is." His tone was melancholy as he said it.
"It has to be at least a little amazing, you live there." He grinned.
"You are a charmer Naiira, perhaps I should call you silver tongue from now on." I giggled. We were in water scene today, tropical and our feet were dipped into the cool water.
"Well, tell me what it's like then. All I've really heard from you is how best to put up a barrier." I laid back against the ground. My feet suddenly felt dry, he had changed the scene. We were laying on what looked to be a beautiful rainbow colored crystal. Looking to my left I found it ended in a bright gold dome that looked similar to an observatory with a large pointed top.
"That is the bifrost gate, it is the only way to travel through realms and only asgardians have access to it. It's guarded by Heimdall, the gatekeeper." Loki explained, I nodded, staring down at the beautiful crystal below me.
"So this is part of it too right?" I asked, pointing at the crystal. Loki nodded. Below the bridge was a roaring sea that flowed over the edge of the realm.
"Your world has an edge." I smiled, thinking back to the theory that the world was flat. Loki nodded again.
"Yes, that is the sea of Asgard which flows into the stars. Our realm is held up by clouds beneath our sea." I had never imagined such an interesting concept, it had not even been brought up in mythology. The scene shifted and I practically gasped in awe. The expanse of crystal reached towards a large mountain which held many glittering gold and silver buildings. The archways and doors leading to the island were also golden with ornate carvings of battles on the surface. The light of the stars and the beautiful colors of the sky lit up the world I stared upon.
"This is Asgard, my home." He whispered. It was such a small world compared to my own but it was glorious, more beautiful than the imagined paradises of humans. Parts of buildings moved alone with light holding them together.
"Is that magic?" I asked curiously, pointing at the floating pieces. Loki smiled and laughed.
"Yes, in a way. I think it's a mixture of magic and that stuff you humans call technology." I wrung my hands, watching the pieces in the distance.
"I'd love to take something that big apart." My eyes sparkled in wonder as I watched the world until it suddenly faded from view back into the tropical lake. I looked down at Loki, questioning him with my glance, but he looked so forlorn.
"To tell you the truth Asgard is perfect but I've never felt like it was my home." He whispered. I moved closer to him and nudged his shoulder.
"Well if Asgard isn't what you want, I can share my world." I smiled, listening to Loki breathe. Even after such a short time we had gotten close. It could have been the strange kiss we had shared sometime before or maybe it was because we were similar in ways we didn't understand. I placed my hand over his.
"At every turn you surprise me. How can you be so sure I would fit into your world?" He asked. I smiled.
"Because you already do fit into my world." I answered. Loki sighed, shaking his head as he gazed upon me.
"Do you want to know what the kiss was for, why we exchanged blood?" He brought up randomly. I had been rather curious about it before, but didn't ask out of respect. He continued even though I didn't answer.
"It keeps me from using silver tongue on you among other things. The kiss made an irreversible spell that bonds you to me. My blood is in you as your blood is within me. I hope that doesn't offend you in some way." He huffed the last part. I shook my head.
"It's kind of cool really, I'm bonded with a god. I gotta say that's probably the awesomest thing ever." I giggled and leaned back onto the grass. Loki followed suit. The sky above us was alight with colors, stars, and planets as they flew over our heads.
"You really are strange." He chuckled. I smiled.
"Yes, but in that way we will always be the same."
