It wasn't about the mission anymore… It was about finding out who I really am. My name is Narcissa Fury, or so I think I am. Now that I thought about it, all I could remember was the memories I had when I was nine. I don't even remember how Nick adopted me… It was like I woke up and there was I. I asked no questions because of my childish mind, but now… I know what I have to find out for myself, since my so-called father won't tell me anything.

I was now on my way to Loki's cell, which was originally Bruce's cell. I know dad told me exactly to stay away from him, but how could I? He was the only one I need to know more about myself. Thor was banned to talk about it as well, as I have heard him say. Every step I take, I was getting near him. Natasha and Bruce tried to calm me down and change my mind before I do this stunts. I didn't want to disobey my father's orders, but unless he'll tell me about my future, I am on my own.

"Narcissa, you are not allowed here." The guard told me as I walked towards the door. My lips tug a smile, before I raised my gun and shot him on the side of his neck. I didn't kill him, though. It was just a medicine to keep him paralyzed and asleep. I pulled him away to a vacant room and stuffed his body there, locking the door close. Entering abruptly, I saw Loki smiling happily as he walked near the doorway of his cell.

"Hello, my love."

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"Loki." Narcissa smirked as she stepped closer to him. The only separating them now was the cell. Her soft brown eyes were blazing with fire as she held her hand out. She slowly leaned on the glass and chuckled, "Funny. Thor really doesn't look like you."

Loki twitched and shook his head, grinning. "I'm far more attractive, aren't I?"

"You wish." Narcissa walked through the glass and entered into the cage. She was on her own at this one, walking all alone inside this mad man's cell. She wasn't frighten, she was even more confident when Loki smiled and greeted her with a long passionate kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck as she pulled him closer. Loki's arms slid around her petite waist as he closed his emerald eyes. Narcissa smirked as she broke the kiss, leaning away from him.

He gave a light kiss on her nose, "My my… has your memory returned?"

Narcissa's smirk disappeared as she looked to his chest, "Actually, that's why I'm here. To ask you more about my past." She sat down on the ground, patting the spot next to her. Loki shrugged and sat beside her, pulling her head on his shoulder.

"What do you want to know?"

"Everything." Narcissa pleaded with tiny tears in her eyes, "Everything that was hidden from me. I know you know those secrets behind my past, and I want to know who I really am."

"Well, let me take you back to memory lane." Loki smiled, "Starting to when we first met."

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A dark-haired seven year old boy was walking back from the park. He was a little depressed that all of his and his brother's friends prefer his brother over him. He's used to it though, being left alone. As the little boy walked home, he stumbled into a clumsy girl holding a pile of books. They collided and fell to the ground. The pale male rubbed his head and glared angrily at the little girl. He pouted and stood up, dusting his clothes. He noticed the girl, quickly grabbing the books that she dropped.

"Father's going to kill me.." The brunette mumbled as she picked the books up and got herself back up. She noticed the boy and blushed red, bowing her head slightly. She frowned as she heard what he was thinking and felt guilty for not noticing one of the princes of Asgard. Not only would this boy tell Allfather, but he'll punish them. This wasn't just an ordinary prince after all, this was Loki. She have heard all the rumors of the boy being a know-it-all and completely heartless. He may look innocent and handsome, but he was a cold boy.

"Forgive me, dear prince." The child apologized, as she slowly met his eyes. They weren't surprisingly evil as she thought, but they were dark emerald orbs that where shining bright. His face had a bony structure, while his skin was awfully pale.

The prince smiled widely as an idea pop into his mind. As she saw that smile, she quickly excused herself and began to walk away. She was stopped, when Loki grabbed her arm and pulled her back. "What is your name?"

"N-narcissa. Daughter of Verdandi and Freyr." She bit her lip as she introduced herself. She was an only child, while her mother was dead. Her father was now working as a guard in the palace, which means she doesn't see him too much, except on his rest days. Her father loved her dearly because she was his princess and his only memory of his wife. She wiggled through his grip as she bowed once more. "I'm terribly sorry, prince Loki. I really have to go."

He frowned and said nothing, as he watched her leave. Though, he thought he was dreaming when she came back and smiled sadly at him, "I hope to see you again, dear prince. It was a pleasure meeting you."

With that she rushed home with a smiled on both of their faces.