A.N.: Here is the second chapter. Refers back to some MPREG. If you do not like, then don't read. Thank you for the reviews and I can't wait to read you're reactions to this!

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A New Beginning

They were in an apartment where Loki was sure no S.H.I.E.L.D. agent could find them. He had put up a protective spell to cloak their location from anyone who searched for them.

Turning his head, he spotted Hela sleeping in the bed that came with this dingy place. He would have liked to have a better place to stay, but he did not have enough human currency to afford it at the moment. He stole the little amount that got them this apartment. Any more than that amount would have been suspicious.

The apartment had a bed, bathroom, small kitchen connected to a living area. It would do. While his little girl slept, he could not. He felt like if he closed his eyes, then she would disappear. No matter how stupid the notion was, it still frightened him. There are few things that can induce fear into his heart, but that is one of them.

He would always remember the day that Odin came for her. Loki had known that Odin had wanted to take her away from him, for what reason he did not know at that time. She had just been born hours earlier. That is part of the reason why Loki had not been able to defend them against Odin. His magic had been exhausted by the birthing process and his strength had dwindled to almost nothing.

A little over six years ago . . .

Loki sat up in a huge bed with a bundle in his arms. He smiled tiredly down at the baby. Giving birth with no help had been terrible. The pain for one thing had been excruciating.

Resting, he got his first look at his little girl. She was beautiful. Her skin had been blue when she came out, but at his touch it turned a creamy white.

This had not surprised him because of her heritage. Loki had lain with another frost giant by the name of Vafprounir. He and Odin did not get along. That is part of the reason why Loki liked being in his company. Their mutual dislike of Odin became something more, but Odin killed him soon after they had lain together.

Loki had found out he was with child a couple months later. It was a huge shock. Apparently frost giants could reproduce when they were in 'heat' as the humans would call it. The only differences of the pregnancy from a mortal's were that his temperature became colder and he had to switch to his Jotun form near the end of the pregnancy. He had been miserable.

Staring at his little girl made it worth the pain though. "Hel, yes that is what I shall name you, my little Hela." Her bright eyes lit up, staring at him in curiosity.

A knock rang through the room. No one knew he was here. He had made an excuse about going to another realm for some reason or another when he found out he was with child. Who could it be?

Another knock echoed sharply. His magic was almost depleted. It would take weeks for him to regain it all.

He needed a weapon. His throwing knives would have to do. Loki carefully sat up and placed Hela in the make shift crib he had scavenged up before the birth. He would protect her.

Opening the door a crack, what greeted him surprised him greatly. There standing at the door was Odin.

"Loki, may I come in?" His face was serious and quite grim.

"What do you want?" Loki questioned, ignoring Odin's question.

Odin sighed and his shoulders sagged. "I wanted to discuss something of great importance to you, but it would better suit discussing it inside."

Loki didn't budge. "You can discuss whatever it is with me here."

Again Odin sighed. "If that is your final say, then I will tell you what I have to say."

Odin's serious demeanor deepened. This did not bode well for what news he brought.

"I have found out recently that you have conceived a child."

Loki forced himself to keep a blank expression and he succeeded in not letting it waver. "Oh, well that is not the case. From whom did you hear this ridiculous piece of information?"

"Loki, I know that it is true. Where are you hiding her?"

"I do not know what you're talking about."

The Allfather sighed loudly and said, "You've given me no choice. I wish I did not have to do this."

The younger god tensed in preparation. Not knowing what Odin would do.

A swipe of Gungnir and the door behind Loki shattered.

"Step aside son." Odin stated. It was not a request.

Loki glared at him. "You must have mistaken me for someone else because I will not let you pass. I protect what's mine."

This didn't seem to faze Odin. Metal ropes came from out of nowhere and wrapped around Loki's arms. His legs followed a second later.

Odin walked passed him and toward the crib.

Loki watched on in horror. The ropes weakened him even more than he already was. Every time he tried to move, it was met with resistance.

The older god had picked up Hela and was coming back through the now broken door.

Hela wrestled in the blankets, sensing her mother's unease. She did not like being away from him. She also did not like the stranger that had ahold of her.

Staring at his son, Odin's expression turned sad.

"Why?" The word was uttered by the now broken god. He had tears rolling down his face. But his eyes were filled with rage.

"She will become a monster my son. She is destined to bring about Ragnarok."

"She is my daughter, not some monster for you to slay. She is but a babe," Loki spat out with grief and pain.

"I am sorry my son, but it has to be done. I am only taking her somewhere where she cannot hurt anyone. I do not wish to slay her."

Loki's expression once again filled with anger and a maniac gleam became evident in his eyes. "Oh, you do not know what you are doing. When I find her, and I will find her father," this he spat out like a curse. "My revenge on you will be sweet."

Odin's face became even more saddened. "If that is it, I will be on my way." With that Hela and Odin disappeared.

The ropes disappeared from the still form. His weakened state was the least of his worries. He felt empty. He wanted his little girl back. While he screamed his anger and grief to the heavens, his last thought before he surrendered to the darkness was that he would never forgive Odin, ever.

Thinking back on that horrible day, Loki grimaces, then smiles because he had gotten his daughter back. Odin would pay for what he did, of that he is sure of.

Turning back to glance at his sleeping daughter, he lets out a small sigh of relief. She is fine, she's not going to disappear, he thought, trying to calm his mind.

S.H.I.E.L.D., what are they up to? Why did they have his daughter? The questions kept coming. They frustrated him greatly. He needed this information and fast. Knowing as much information as possible about your enemy helps you stay alive and he intended to survive for quite some time. Immortal he may be, but gods could die too. Plus he needed to keep his daughter safe and well. She is his top priority.

Loki decided he would get his information by using a lower S.H.I.E.L.D. agent to get it for him. It shouldn't be too hard; he had done it before with Erik Selvig.

Hela stirred in her sleep, pulling the blanket closer to her. Loki yawned and decided he would join her. He didn't want to be apart from her just yet, so he quietly joined her in the bed. A second later she moved her hand to wrap it around his, her eyes still closed. This action made him smile and soon he fell into a dreamless sleep.

6 Years ago

What the hell? He thought, staring outside his car's window. It was pouring down rain outside and he could make out what looked like a small black animal shivering in an alleyway right beside his car.

"Happy? I'll be back in a sec." With that he opened his door, Happy's voice questioning him was the last thing he heard when he shut the door.

Nearing the animal he kneeled down to see what it was. Two green eyes stared up at him in fear.

It was a kitten. He or she was soaked to the bone. He may be an ass but he couldn't just leave the kitten out here in the rain.

He cautiously reached his hands out to pick it up. The kitten started to kick, scratch, and hiss at him.

"Shit, shit. Stop squirming, I'm trying to help you." He finally got a good hold of it and started back to the car.

"Sir, what is that?" Happy asked when he was safely inside the car.

"It's a kitten; it scratched the hell out of me too." His hands had scratch marks, but they were not very deep.

He held the kitten close to his chest until they arrived back at his mansion. Bringing it in the kitchen he grabbed a towel to wrap it up with. He spotted a box and placed the kitten in it. It would have to do for now.

"Milk, milk. Kitten's drink milk." He muttered opening the fridge. Pouring some milk in a small bowl, he brought it over to the kitten.

It stared at him, trying to decide if it should be wary. Placing it down, he looked at it expectantly.

"What are you waiting for? Drink it already," he said in exasperation.

The kitten glanced at the bowl and then licked at it. Deciding it liked it, it began to drink in earnest.

Of course, he, Tony Stark would find the strange kitten in the alleyway, he thought.

As soon as it finished it fell asleep, purring slightly. Looking more closely at it, he found it kind of cute. The black fur was kinking up from the rain and it looked so tiny.

Oh no, he shouldn't keep it. He'd probably kill it. But he didn't want to give it up. Plus what was it? A girl or a boy? He glanced down and muttered, "Girl it is."

So he had a girl kitten. Huh. Something glinted in the fluorescent lights. Peering down at the kitten, he saw what looked like a necklace. Why would a kitten have a necklace?

He noticed that it was some type of symbol made up of snakes. He'd have to look it up to find out what it was. Deciding that the kitten was fine for now, he headed down to his workshop. Using Google, he searched snake symbols and what he found was quite odd. Ouroboros was the symbol. Jormungandr, Loki's son, was a snake who circled the world and grasped his tail in Norse Mythology. Maybe he should look up some more info on Loki.

Clicking on Wikipedia, he searched Loki. Yes, he has six kids. Damn, what the hell is up with him birthing a horse? That's just some weird shit. He didn't know why his kitten had a necklace that symbolized something from Norse Mythology. She was some strange kitten.

Turning off his laptop, he walked back upstairs to go to bed. He still needed to name her because calling her it, she, girl would get annoying fast. It would come to him, eventually. With that last thought he drifted to sleep not knowing that a furious god was looking for his kitten.

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