AN: BTW: I will be playing with the timeline of the Avengers starting here.

Loki trembled as his Frost Giant girlfriend told him that their sweet little girl was barely out of her toddlerhood at 1,500-year-old summoned by the Norns; of course, being only 1,500 years older than her, he wasn't entirely considered a teenager yet either. "Stupid immortal aging system," Loki thought.

Loki started hyperventilating later that same day when his mother said that the Norns had beckoned all Gods to meet at the well of Urd and that a new Goddess would be declared. His little girl was to become a full-fledged Death Goddess; in some ways, he was terrified. In others, he was ecstatic. He had long suspected his father of trying to murder Hel, but as a Death Goddess, he would be unable to kill her; only another Death God or Goddess could kill an avatar of Death, despite what his father thought.

Thor had made fun of him, hyperventilating, "what a mess you look, Loki! That is so not what a Prince of Asgard should look like."

So Loki decided a little payback was in order. Turning into a snake, he laid on the road he knew Thor would travel to get to his…their weapons training class with Tyr. The sun felt so good Loki almost forgot why he was there. Knowing Thor, Loki knew his brother would pick him up; Thor loved snakes. The big goof. Thor did just what Loki expected and picked him up. Suddenly Loki reverted to his Asgardian form, being held bridal style by Thor before he raspberried Thor on the cheek, getting him as slobbery as he could, then stabbed Thor in the side. The look on Thor's face was hilarious! "Oh, no!" Loki mocked as a group of soldiers walked past, chuckling at the two princes, "what a mess you look, Thor! That is so not what a Prince of Asgard should look like."

"LOKI!" Thor screamed and took off, chasing his little brother. Tyr was not pleased with the two princes when they finally showed up for weapons training.

Loki shook his head; it did not do to dwell on old memories. There was something odd about this snake. It reeked of Hel's magic. Of course, it was dead, so it should reek of death but still…

~LGCHB~

"Sister, what has your husband done now?" Eir asked irritably, not liking that her brother-in-law had bespelled her and her sister.

"I don't know, run a thorough diagnostic on me, and I will run one on you; hopefully, together, we will figure it out," Frigga replied.

"Your husband has been acting odd since he returned from trade negotiations with the Eternal Thanos and his war-munchers," Eir argued as she looked over the scan she did of Frigga.

"War-munchers?" Frigga questioned and laughed at the same time.

"Well, they are! Nothing but a bunch of homicidal maniacs just looking for a reason to go to war with anyone. One would think if you were the last of your species in the entire galaxy that you would look for a new peaceful people to settle with, not look for other misfits that are looking for a fight." Eir huffed; she might have been a Valkyrie at one point in time, but at this point, and in her heart, she was a healer, not a fighter.

"You know he's not the last; he just refuses to accept that Eternals and Olympians are the same species," Frigga said, looking up from her diagnostic of Eir to look at her sister.

"Well, maybe not the Olympians, but the original Titans," Eir said as she was starting to get distracted by the diagnostic reading. "THAT SON-OF-A-BITCH!" Eir yelled as she found what she was looking for in the diagnostic.

~LGCHB~

North America 1984

"Daughter, what is up with the fake dead snake?" Loki asked as he joined his daughter in an intensive care unit of some hospital in America, both Loki and Hel being invisible and intangible to the mortals around them.

Hel turned to look at her father; it was the first time she had seen him since Odin had messed with his head two years ago. "Odin sent it after…gah! That arsehole has put a geas on the information," Hel started to swear up a storm while Loki just looked at her, his eyebrow cocked with amusement.

"What are you doing here, daughter?" Loki waved a hand at the hospital.

"A new pandemic has hit the world; they call it HTLV-III. It's pretty bad and will only get worse. I expect tens of millions will die of this in the next 30 to 40 years," Hel said sadly.

"So, no hints on the snake?" Loki asked, not caring about a new pandemic that wouldn't affect him. Hel just gave him a dirty look. He may not care about the dead and dying, but she did.

"The snake is an Asgardian Huggorm Viper, female, taken from her nest in Asgard near Mount Fagradalsfjall. Maybe she can tell you if you can find her without the geas affecting her. She was going to move her nest once her hatchlings were born," Hel replied, picking her words carefully so as not to trigger the geas.

~LGCHB~

"HARALD LOKISON, GET BACK HERE!" Poseidon yelled into the wind as he chased a four-year-old Godling around in the air on a pegasus.

"Nah, huh, Uncle Poe! You gotta catch me!" Harald yelled out in Greek as he and the pegasus, Harry named Peggy, flew away.

"Oh, we are not playing this game!" Poseidon yelled out to empty air as Harry and Peggy were long in the wind. "Fuck! Hera's going to kill me," Poseidon whined.

"Wow! Did you see that, Peggy!" Harry said to his pegasus as they pulled up and hovered in the air. A battle between two airplanes was happening just below them as one plane chased another aircraft shooting green lasers.

"Hey, Little One," Apollo pulled up in his chariot driven by four gigantic abraxas next to Harry, "Uncle Poseidon asked me to help him find you. You're going to get him in trouble with Ya-ya again," Apollo laughed.

"What's up, bro," Ares said as he pulled up next to him, riding his battle horse.

"Are you riding a thestral?" Apollo asked.

"Of course, I'm riding a thestral; I'm the God of War. Duh!" Ares mocked his brother.

"What does being the God of War have anything to do with riding a thestral?" Apollo argued back.

"Only those who have seen death can see a thestral," Ares moaned dramatically; his family would never understand him.

"So that would make sense for Uncle Hades to ride one but not you." Apollo quipped back, "what happened to your fire-breathing horses?"

"Shut it!" Ares snapped, not wanting to tell his little brother that Hera confiscated his herd of Hippoi Areioi because he let Harald give them single-malt Whiskey to drink, and they started the barn on fire…again.

"Look, look!" Harry pointed down where one plane had been hit and was in the process of crashing.

"WOW!" All three Gods and Godlings said as the plane hit the ground. "Awesome!"

"Let's head down and look," Ares said as his thestral dived.

"YES!" Harry yelled out and followed on Peggy.

"NO!" Apollo yelled in unison but angled his chariot to follow. One of them had to be the responsible one, "Hera's going to kill us."

The two Gods and one Godling landed at the crash site and dismounted, with Peggy lying down so Harry didn't have far to drop. Ares's thestral and Apollo's four abraxas with chariot still attached wandered off to feed on some of the grasses growing up next to the high alpine lake area the plane had crashed landed. Peggy stayed near her charge. She took taking care of the baby Godling seriously.

"Oow, a battle is about to happen Ares said as he put one hand on Harald's shoulder protectively.

"Damn it!" Poseidon said as he landed his pegasus next to his nephews. "How in the world did Harald fly to the American Southwest desert from Florida? What's going on here?" Poseidon asked as he and the others watched two women crawl out of the crashed airplane, one from Gaia and another from a different planet.

The alien woman collapsed not far from the downed plane and pulled out a gun; she aimed it at the rear end of the aircraft but was shot by a sniper from the other aircraft before she could take a shot.

"Oh, they are Kree! Fierce warriors from the planet Hala. They are genetically capable of mating with Humans, Olympians, Asgardians, and a whole host of other species. They are mostly blue-skinned, but as you can see from the dead woman and the man there," Ares pointed to a man with a gun approaching the human pilot, "they can also have the skin color of people of Gaia."

"Oh, something is going to happen! I feel tingly!" Harald cried out excitedly, clapping his hands. The three adult Gods exchanged a look and crowded closer to the Godling.

"He's feeling the chaos magic," Poseiden murmured. His two nephews nodded as they watched the human pilot shoot an energy source at the plane's rear. The blast was enormous but did not bother the Gods and Godling as they were all invisible and intangible. Even the abraxas, thestral, and pegasuses were not concerned. However, Peggy did step in front of Harald to block anything that may try to harm the intangible Godling. "Good pegasus," Poseiden said as he patted her on the rear and then moved her out of the way so they could watch.

"Wow! She's still alive," Apollo said, "hey, Chronos can you slow down, time? I want to get a sample of her blood." Time slowed to a standstill, and Apollo started to walk over to the woman, Harald running and putting his hand in Apollo's as he joined the older God.

"She's pretty," Harald said shyly as he looked at the beaten, battered female pilot.

"Thanks, kid," the pilot said right before she passed out.

"Did she just speak?!" Ares yelled, surprised.

"Yes, yes she did," Apollo replied, looking around; the two Kree warriors were frozen by time.

"Congratulations, you boys just saw the birth of a new Goddess," Chronos said as he appeared; with each word he spoke, he cycled from an infant through old age. "She's not quite done yet, but give her some time; she will be a new Space Goddess. A binary."

"Cool!" Harry said, laughing.

AN: For those who looked up what HTLV-III is, remember, no glove, no love! The same goes for those who didn't look up what HTLV-III is. So don't be a fool; cover your tool! Don't be silly; protect your willy!

The Gods Age:

0-1,000 Midgardian/Gaian Years = Infant = Harry

1,000- 1,500 M/G Years = Toddler = Mohamad, Sleipnir, Narfi and Vali

1,500-2,000 M/G Years = Child = Jesus, Fenrir

2,000-2,500 M/G Years – Preteen = Coyote, Jörmungandr

2,500-3,000 M/G Years – Teenager = Hel, Heracles

3,000-3,500 M/G Years – Young Adult = Thor, Loki

3,500-4,000 M/G Years – Adult = Ares

4,000-6,000 M/G Years – Prime = Zeus, Hera, Hades, Odin, Frigga

6,000-10,000 M/G Years – Retirement = Cronos, Gaia (Goddess not planet)

10.000-20,000 M/G Year – Geezer = Chaos