Hey everyone! Thanks for being patient this week. Besides school, I'm also working on some other writing stuff I am hoping to publish in a few years so I kind of go back and forth between this and that. Of course, I'll be sure to let you guys know first when it's actually out there!
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Loki: I can't believe my fate lies in the hands on this woman….
Oh hey Loki! :D :D :D …Get used to it. You've always had a thing for Mayura and you know it.
Loki: Yes but you know very well that I….
Sssssshhh! Don't say anymore. Just let it happen Loki. All will revealed. Oh and would you look at that – you admit it!
Loki: No you…!
Here's the chapter guys! Have fun : D
Disclaimer: Characters. Not mine.
Chapter 8
She began hesitantly as they got comfortable on the couches. Loki sat across from her, hands folded together with chin resting on them, watching her intently as she started to speak.
"What about the question I asked you during the game?" That was as good of place as any to start. He had managed to avoid her before, but now maybe he would answer honestly.
"Are you sure you want to ask that question first?" Loki eyed her.
She nodded, gaining some of her previous determination back. He sighed.
"I'm a Norse God." He stated bluntly, not even trying to gently administer the blow.
Total silence followed. Mayura just stared at him, shock on her face. What would she do next? Loki began to become nervous himself waiting for her response. Silly. How could a human make him feel such sporadic emotions? He breathed, about to ask her if she was alright….
But right then, Mayura burst out laughing. She got up, rounded the table and started to pat Loki's head.
"Oh Loki, I knew you were a kid, but I didn't think you still had such an overactive imagination!"
Loki's expression masked utter annoyance. He should have expected as much…. "Well, if that's all Mayura, I'm going back to bed."
He got up, but she caught his wrist.
"Wait, I'm sorry for laughing at you, but it's just too unbelievable! Even for me Loki. Couldn't you have at least picked a demon or a ghost or something? I wouldn't have trouble believing that."
"If you choose what you want to believe in Mayura…." He turned slowly, and for a flash, she thought she saw white wings on the boy… "Then you will never see anything past that, no matter what the evidence may be."
Freeing his wrist, he turned around again, but did not walk away.
"A good detective does not exclude any possibility, but sees what is right there in front of them with clear and discerning eyes. If they do not, and the case is already decided in their mind, than the detective will come to a false conclusion and never know truth…simply because they weren't open."
There was nothing Mayura found she could say in response.
"Goodnight Mayura." And with that, he vanished into the hall and Mayura was left alone.
The words rang in her head over and over again, and those white wings….she had seen them once before….from another claiming he was a god.
"A good detective…." She mouthed silently.
A good detective doesn't exclude any possibility…
Okay then...Enough with the personal belief preferences. She had seen those white wings twice now, both from ones who claimed they were gods. At first, it seemed like a trick of the eye, but seeing it again this time….it confirmed that there was some sort of connection with these claims and the wings.
And his name was the same as a norse god's…Loki the Trickster God. She'd always just thought his parents had some sort of fascination with norse mythology and gave him that name instead of a traditional Japanese one…but….if was Loki was saying was true…
If indeed gods existed, and the little boy she knew was one of them….
…Then she had a bone to pick with these gods.
