CHAPTER 2
"tell me, what do you know about your birth father?" asked Fury when we got to the S.H.I.E.L.D headquarters. I was so intrigued by everything (all that technology tho!) that i had forgotten the reason i was there until we sat down with a cup of coffee.
"nothing, really. No body's ever seen my dad and i just got left in the orphanage one night. Apparently there was this great beam of light and they came out to have a look but found me instead."
"so you've never seen him before?" questioned Fury as he jotted notes down on his notepad.
"no. Not even in photos. " i answered. It was true. I knew nothing about my dad. Not even how he looked, talked or anything. Just blank. Nothing.
"well i gotta admit you look really like him"
"Really? What did he look like?"
"woah woah calm down there child." laughed Fury. I suddenly realized that i was standing up and about 2 inches from his face.
"oh my god, I'm so sorry, i'm just really excited to know about my dad and everything since i know absolutely nothing about him. Can you tell me more about my dad? What was his name? Please?"
"His name was Loki. Loki Laufeyson of Yotenheins."
"i was expecting a normaler name. Maybe something like...i dunno...John." i shrugged "where is this 'yotenheins' anyway?"
"it's the planet of the ice giants."
"the what what?" did i just hear the words ice giants? Really? I must be going mad.
" Ice giants. They live there. He was born there but grew up not knowing he was adopted in Asgard with Odin, their king." seeing the shocked expression on my face he then decide to change the topic. "hey, i've got a picture of him, if you want to see it."
"yeah, yeah, sure." i slowly got up and followed him to one of those computers, still recovering from shock. At this point, i just feel like i'm dreaming. It's ridiculous! So does that make my dad an alien? And what am i then? Another alien? Is this why i'm here?
Fury tapped the screen quickly and a picture popped up. A picture of my dad. He looked so like me. I stared at my reflection in the screen. The same jet black hair, the same pointed face shape ( although mine was a bit more rounded. Probably got that from mom?), the same nose and eyes and everything. Even the same expression. "woah, okay." i said, still keeping my eyes on him.
"i know right. You two look so similar. I was a bit shocked when i first saw you too. You just looked so like him. You even acted so like him when you beat all those people up back at your school. There's just so many traces of him in you and your subconsciousness, but you say you've never even seen him before."
"so are you suggesting that i might've seen my dad before when i was small? I was already 2 years old when i got given to the orphanage. I dunno, even if i did tho i can't remember. I mean i can't remeber much of Asgard anyways, no, not much before when Odin decided that it would be safer for me and them if i was sent down to midsgard. They feared that Loki would train me into something even better than him. My mom was really sad when i had to go but i don't think Odin cared at all...no. Wait. What was i talking about? Oh my god. OH MY GOD. I swear i have no idea how i knew that. I didn't know any of this previously i guess i just...i just...remebered? Jesus christ this has been a crazy day." i said, finally moving my eyes away from the photo of my dad and buried my face in my hands.
"no no, that's good. It's good that you're remembering this! See, i told you you've probably met him before but just didn't realize or remember. Can you remember anything else?"
"No" i said. But it wasn't true. My birth mom always said keep the truth to you and yourself only. Never tell anyone too much. The truth is, i remember basically everything. My mom, my dad, my grandparents...everything. I've met my dad before but he didn't know that i was his daughter. Him and mom wasn't married. He didn't love her either. He never visited mom again after the night so he doesn't know that i was born. But Odin did. He realized my existence when i was 1. he was keeping an eye on me ever since. Then on my 2nd birthday i was becoming too like Loki. He got scared and decided to send me away while dad's still in prison.
"...Anastasia? Anastasia?"
"yea, yea, i'm here. At least i think so" i said wearily as i was dragged out of my memories into reality again. I rubbed my eyes. My head hurted like hell. I sighed.
"i think Ms Nickleson's had enough for today. Get someone to send her back." ordered Fury. Another person lead me down the elevator into a car. The rest was a bit of a blur.
3RD P.O.V
"she is really like Loki." Said a blonde guy with a red robe.
"yes. Am i the only one who feels like she's hiding something?" asked Fury.
"no. I did say she's like Loki. It's probably what he'd do too. If it was very something important." replied the blonde guy again.
"yes. I've got people following her anyways." said another man.
"no need for that. She won't make it far home anyways"
hey guys thanks for reading! that's it for today. do tell me if you've got any advice or if you see any typos (âīšâ)