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There was thunder. That was strange because that... didn't happen. Did it? Maybe it did, but not enough to make Natty accoustomed to it. But she wasn't scared of a storm. Nope! She was not five. She was the 9 year old daughter of a team of superheroes and she wasn't afraid of anything and-

CRASH!

Natty jumped out of her skin, hiding herself under her covers. She counted the seconds between the flashes as she looked out her huge windows to the rain. 1 second. The storm was upon New York. She squeaked again as another loud boom and flash echoed from outside.

What she wasn't expecting was through the window, a hammer flew. It went at a curvature of a boomerang before flying into the hand of a man who looked straight out of Roman times. She hid again under her covers.

"Hello, small maiden. What troubles you so?" Roman man asked the pile of covers, which made no sound, just scooted away. "The storm will not hurt you." He assured, sitting beside her. "But you will Miss the beauty in it from under your bedcovers. There is nothing to fear."

"You don't know that! Electric shocks are very harmful." She factually stated, making no moves to come up.

"I do believe I would, little girl. For I am the mighty Thor, god of the thunder you seem to fear." He said with boisterous vigor.

"I do NOT fear the rain! I'm the child of two super heroes! I'm not scared of anything!" She finally came up, before burying herself in his side at another thunderclap.

"It is okay to fear, little warrior. All of us do. What you must do is work to be brave."

"Easy for you to say..." she muttered. "You have muscles as big as my whole body!"

"Maybe, But you can do it too. Just... make the thing you fear into a game, see?" He played with a little lightning around his fingertips.

"They look sparkly." She observed.

"Do you fear the little sparkles?" He gently asked as she touched them, giggling at the little tingling.

"No." She laughed at the notion, and he smiled.

"Then... do you fear this?" The god made it a bit bigger, shaping it into a bunny and having it hop around her room.

"No!" She responded, fascinated.

"How about this?" The widows daughter watched, fascinated, as Thor shaped the lightning into a life sized wolf that stood proudly.

"Still no."

"Then why are you scared of the lightning outside?"

"Because it's bigger, and louder, and... scarier." She affirmed.

"Nonsense. The lightning is just a wild wolf in the sky. It is protecting you from all the bad things out there. The thunder you hear is his bark, warning enemies away, and the rain is the tears of those who don't heed his warnings."

"Really?" The nine year old turned to him, hanging onto each word.

"I swear to it. Do not fear the wolf, little warrior. Go to sleep. He is watching over you."

She smiled as she laid back down. "Goodnight, uncle thor." She whispered.

"Goodnight, stargazer."

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