Yang: Ok let's get a move on! I know it's odd for me to be doing a Loki/Darcy but if the story works out then awesome!
"My what?" I yelled. I mean, Mom has finally lost it!
"Loki Odinson is your father," She said again.
"Mom, you're lying, what were you on drugs or something when I was born?"
"Damien, please," She pressed.
"Mom, I'm not going anywhere, and you need help!"Pause and think about it, my mother just told me who my Dad is, and it turns out he's a god! Yup she's on drugs!
"I know what your thinking, but Damien you have to trust me on this."
"Mom...I...can't," The words slithered out of my mouth like poison.
"Please..." She begged.
"Mom, this is way to much, you really expect me to believe that my father is some god?" I asked her, but oddly I think knew the answer.
"No, I didn't expect you to believe me, but you'll see tomorrow," She nodded and got up to leave.
"Mom," I hesitated. "I..."
"Yes?" She asked.
"Never mind. I'll send you a postcard from Asgard," I joked.
She smiled and left my room. As soon as she shut the door I grabbed my backpack and stuffed all my money (which was about 20 bucks) in it. Then I grabbed some clean clothes and slowly began to slip out my window. Wait what am I thinking? Leaving my mom as her mind slowly slips away from her? She'd probably say to the cops, 'Oh my son didn't run away he was eaten by some Nordic monster' or 'Loki the god of mischief took him' and then they'd lock her away for good, thus I had to stay. Which sucked! I dropped my backpack and threw myself onto my bed. I began to think about a plan to escape from tomorrow. As I laid there, I drifted off to sleep.
I woke up to the song 'Moves Like Jagger' and again threw my clock at my closed door. I walked downstairs to greet my mother.
"You slept in your clothes again didn't you?" She said with a fake smile.
"Mom, when's he coming?" I went straight to the point.
"Noon," She replied quietly.
"Okay," I nodded and sat down to breakfast. We ate and neither of us said a word. Both Mom and Aunt Jane looked as if they were going to cry, but who could blame them? I was leaving in a couple hours.
"Mom, I'm not going," I simply stated.
"You don't have a choice. Tarin didn't," Aunt Jane commented solemnly.
"Well, I'll..I'll kill him if I have to!" I shouted.
"Damien, your father is immortal," Mom sighed.
"Prove it," I growled.
"Baby, I'm sorry..." She whispered.
Anytime Mom called me baby, I would get really mad, but right now I was beyond livid. "That's what it is! I figured it out! You want me to leave!"
"No!" Mom cried.
"Yes, you do! Or you wouldn't be so persistent on me leaving! You know what? I want to go! I never want to see you again! I hate you!" I yelled, storming up to my room. I slammed the door to my room, then opened it to yell one last thing to my mom, "I wish I was never born! You're the worst mother ever!" Then I slammed it again. I was so mad at my mom, she wanted me to leave, then I lost it, I started to cry. I know guys don't cry but my mom was sending me away...forever. I couldn't handle it anymore, I wanted to die.
The doorbell rang. I knew he was here but I didn't know whether to run downstairs and say, 'Take me away so I'll never see these witches ever again.' or say 'No! Please I'll do anything don't take me! Please!' I waltzed down with my backpack full of my clothes slung across my shoulder. I walked up to the strange man.
"Are you ready?" He asked me.
"Yes, the sooner we leave, the better," I growled.
The man looked surprised at my response, but then he regained his composure and nodded at my Mom.
He took me out to a to his car and told me to get in. I, of course, obeyed. As I sat in the car I watched my mom break down and start wailing and begging my father to let me stay. He stood firm and just shook his head. This man was so cold and evil! I was going to get my revenge on him one way or the other.
He sat in the car and started driving towards the desert, which I thought was odd. We pulled over at a random spot and he told me to get out of the car.
Great! This guy is going to abandon me in the middle of nowhere.
I got out of the car and everything seem to just happen like I was watching what's happening form the outside or like I was breathing but I wasn't alive. I hated myself. The last thing I said to my mom was 'You're the worst Mom ever!' And now I'll never see her again. I just wanted to drop dead right there!
"Heimdall, open the bridge!" My father shouted.
"You're crazy!" I yelled at him.
"You will show the proper respect for a Prince of Asgard!" He demanded.
"Make me, you jerk!" I retorted.
"Pardon?" He asked as if he had manners.
"Go die in a hole! Nobody will miss you! Your nothing but a big jerk!" I clearly was taking my anger out on him.
Suddenly a big bright light zapped us. Before I knew it, I was in a shining city of gold. "You killed us! Why are we both in heaven? Why are you in heaven?" Was my first reaction to him.
"Damien, Welcome to Asgard." He laughed.
Yang: So what do you guys think? Poor Damien, right? Well lets hope he sees his Mom soon and that he finds Tarin.