Loki: Why hello mortals, Kierah is wanting me to say something to you guys. *Sighs* and I shall say it, just this once.

Me: Yay! *Jumps up and down*

Gwen: Can you calm down…?

Loki: anyways…This chapter is going by two weeks later so have fun reading mortals…I do not understand why you Mortals are so infatuated with me, is it my charm? My good looks? My stick of destiny? *Smirks and winks*

For two weeks Gwen had stayed with Loki training and using her magic, she was great at it already, well of course having Loki as your teacher helps, he doesn't let you stop until you have done it perfectly. She could fight pretty well; she even blocked arrows from as her father had told her the master assassin Clint Barton. It was simple; all she did was catch it in her hands.

Loki was impressed his daughter is agile, strong, witty, and most of all clever. She may have picked up on his attitude, and some sarcasm. But she was frightened with tiny things, like thunder and dark. Oh he remembered that day. The thunder had made the lights go out, and Loki had heard her scream really loud, he was in her room in seconds. She was crying and asking over and over again for her mother. Loki had tried to sooth her but to no avail, he eventually carried the hysterically crying teenager to his room, and she had slept with him that night, but screamed every time thunder was heard. Loki learned that night that Gwen was very, very afraid of the dark, and of thunder. That happened only days ago and Loki wondered why she was so afraid of the dark.

Right now Gwen and Loki were on a walk, she thought it would be great to get some fresh air. Gwen wore a knee length blue and white dress, with blue slip-ons, Loki wore his suit. Gwen wondered if he only owned one outfit. They had been walking for several minutes till they came across a cross walk, with a box at the end. Gwen looked at the box intently while Loki was crossing the street., oblivious to his daughter staying put. Gwen then heard a very quiet and pathetic meow come from the box, She smiled and bent down and lifted the box up, and undid the top, in there was one tiny little golden colored kitten with blue eyes. She grabbed the kitten by the scruff of its neck and laid the box down, and cradled the kitten to her chest to keep it warm.

"Hey there little guy." She cooed and kissed him

"Mew" the kitten meowed she squealed

"Awww!" She said "Dad look!" Gwen said and turned around, but no one was there. "Daddy?" Gwen whimpered