So I forgot to mention, that there are spoilers for Thor: The Dark World in this, so if you haven't already seen it, I'm sorry if I spoiled it a little...

~Time skip~

Eris' POV

Two years-two years I went without smiling. After Loki's death, I didn't have anything to smile about. I was strangely apathetic towards everyone after it, especially Thor. I didn't hate Thor, but I held him responsible for what had happened. Even though I was still rather emotionally challenged, as Darcy liked to say, I began to smile again. In fact, it was on Jane and Thor's wedding day that I genuinely smiled for the first time. I had moved on with my life, let go of my rage and self-hatred, but I never forgot my king-my friend, Loki. Years went by, his smile and voice still clear in my mind, but it didn't hurt-it made me happy to think of my time with him. Once I finally reached 14, I was allowed to attend a public high school. If not for the review of subjects and lessons I'd learned years before, then it was to build my social skills. I wasn't necessarily what you would call a 'social butterfly'.

The first day could only be described in one word: scary.

Thor, having finally learned how to drive, dropped me off in front of the high school with my schedule in hand. I felt my stomach doing flips as I took stiff steps towards the entrance.

"HAVE A GLORIOUS FIRST DAY, ERIS!"

Thor boomed from the parking lot. I winced at the impossibly loud volume of his voice and turned my head to him, waving shyly. I took a deep breath before finally pulling open the front door. I was greeted by an enormous hallway brimming with students of all ages. I bit my lip nervously as I glanced down at my schedule which also had my locker number and combo on it. I couldn't get anywhere without nudging somebody, quickly saying, 'sorry, excuse me' every time. I finally found my way to a nearly deserted hallway where my locker was, painted purple. Our school colors were purple, white, and yellow/gold and our mascot was a Viking. I struggled for nearly ten minutes with my locker before I finally put the numbers in correctly and it opened for me. I sighed in exhaustion and put away some of my things. I looked at the piece of paper in my hand again and headed to my first class as quickly as I could with the packed halls. My first period was math with Mrs. Heine. I walked in cautiously, receiving stares from some of the other students. I made my way over to the teacher with the best smile I could muster. She was an older woman, in her fifties if I had to say and she was rather short too. She smiled back and turned to me fully.

"Hi, can I help you?"

She asked, her voice kind. My shyness melted slightly and I nodded.

"Um, I'm...knew to the whole public school thing...so I don't really know what to do with myself."

I replied sheepishly. Mrs. Heine looked surprised at me and joined my side, looking down at my schedule.

"Well, you're in the right room. Just take a seat anywhere and we'll be starting class soon."

She told me with a gentle hand on my back. I nodded.

"What's you're name, sweetie?"

She inquired as I walked over to an empty desk.

"Eris."

I told her, setting my bag beside my seat.

"I've never had an Eris before, a very beautiful name."

She commented, checking something off on her desk. The bell rang for class to start and Mrs. Heine made her way to the front of the class.

"Alright, everyone, I know it's your first day of high school. But this is the transition into the real world, this is the time you need to grow up and start taking on bigger responsibilities. Now, in this class we have a student new to the public school system and I would appreciate it if some of you would be kind enough to help her out. Eris, go ahead and introduce yourself."

She said, gesturing to me. I blanched, I hadn't expected her to call me out like that. But I stood from my seat and faced the class, everyone was watching me closely.

"Uh, I'm Eris and like she said, I've never been to a public school before."

Was all I could say before a boy raised his hand.

"Why ain't you evah' been to school before? You stupid or somethin'?"

He challenged rudely. Wow, ten minutes in and I already want to scalp someone, lovely. I forced a chuckle.

"Uh, no, actually. While you all were learning colors and shapes, I was being taught how to kill a man with his own finger."

I laughed, knowing they wouldn't believe a word of it. I really didn't care what they thought though, at least I wouldn't admit I did. The boy rolled his eyes at me.

"Oh, I got it. You're just crazy."

He teased with a satisfied smirk. A few of the other students laughed.

"Hey-"

Mrs. Heine began but I put a hand up, cutting her off.

"I see your mother didn't bother to tell you it's rude to call people names."

I snapped, crossing my arms over my chest. This earned a couple of 'ooooh's' from the others and I sat back down in my seat, avoiding looking back at my classmates for the rest of the period. When the bell rang, I was the first out of the room, rushing to my next class.

"Hey!"

I heard someone call out. I turned my head slightly to see another kid from math class running to catch up with me. I sighed irritably to myself. Get ready for the questions, I told myself. The boy reached my side and I looked up at him with a small glare. He was fairly taller than I was, dark brown hair and light blue eyes.

"Let me guess, you want to give me shit too?"

I accused, my voice mockingly kind. The boy frowned a little and shook his head.

"Of course not! I just wanted to know if what you said back there was true."

He answered, his smile returning. I smiled slightly.

"Yes, that guy in class was obviously neglected as a child."

I joked, my body becoming relaxed. The blue eyed stranger laughed.

"No, no. I mean the whole finger thing."

He explained, his eyes meeting mine for a moment. I looked away quickly, my cheeks heating up. I cleared my throat awkwardly.

"Oh, that. Yes, it's true. Why?"

I questioned, glancing up at him inquisitively. We both stepped off to the side of the hall.

"I want you to prove it to me."

He challenged. I grinned, this would be fun. I grabbed his hand and made it to where his index and middle finger stiffened while the others curled into his palm. He grunted in pain as my other hand gripped the hair on the back of his head and pulled his head backwards. I forced him down onto his knees and just before his fingers were about to be jabbed into his eye, I instead released him. He looked up at me in awe and fear, making me smirk.

"Convinced?"

I asked, walking away from him. The little gnat had made me late for class and I didn't bother waiting for his response. Hopefully the word of this incident would spread and people would keep their distance. I walked through the door of my second period only seconds before the bell rang. I didn't bother talking to the teacher this time, I didn't want to get humiliated again. This class was an elective, dance class with Ms. Banner. Her name made me think of Bruce and I promised myself that I would visit the Avengers sometime soon. This class was particularly boring but only because the teacher spent most of it talking. When we were dismissed, that boy was waiting for me again. I just rolled my eyes and walked past him.

"Come on, wait up!"

He yelled, running to my side.

"What do you want?"

I demanded, exasperated by his peskiness.

"What's your name?"

He asked, sounding a little winded. I looked at him as though he were a moron.

"You already know my name."

I brushed him off, continuing down the stairs.

"My names Matthew, by the way-you can call me Matt."

He told me cheerfully.

"The answer to a question I never asked."

I muttered to myself, rounding a corner.

"Well, Matt, considering I could've killed you the last time we spoke, I'd keep my distance."

I said, stopping outside my classroom door. His eyes again found mine but I refused to look away again as he smiled down at me.

"Yeah but that was awesome! What else can you do?"

He questioned eagerly. I squeezed my eyes shut in annoyance. I could now see why Loki thought it would be simple to rule over the human race-they we're total idiots!

"Look, pal, I'm not going to kick your ass again okay? Just leave me alone."

I grumbled, disappearing into my third period class. Matt stood there for a moment before walking away, looking like a kicked puppy. Third period went by too quickly considering just like after second period, that damn kid was waiting for me. I growled and dragged him by the collar of his flannel shirt to an empty part of the stairwell. I slammed him up against one of the walls, sneering up at him

"Seriously, kid, what is your deal?! Are you trying to court me or something?!"

I snarled furiously. He looked terrified and his cheeks turned a bright red.

"N-no! I-I just...wanna be your friend."

He stammered back, still looking scared. My brow furrowed in confusion and suspicion as his hand curled around mine.

"What?"

I hissed, snatching my hand back from him. He let out a sigh of relief and took a step towards me.

"Y'know, friend? Haven't you ever had a friend?"

He asked, like it would be strange if I hadn't had one before. I glared at him, offended. I turned my back to him in anger and to hide some of the pain that surfaced as I remember my first friend, Loki.

"I had a friend once. But he's dead now."

I told him bitterly, keeping my back to him. I felt his hand gently brush against my shoulder and my eyes narrowed.

"What happened?"

He inquired quietly. My breath hitched in my throat-I had hoped he would drop the subject.

"Someone killed him but...that's all I know."

I replied coldly as I turned to face him again.

"Can I be your friend?"

He asked, his eyes hopeful and sympathetic. My lips tightened into a flat line.

"If you can go the rest of today without pissing me off, I'll give it some thought."

I said, turning to walk away, but not before catching a grin on Matt's face. My forth period was rather slow since it was computer applications but I made it through okay. I spent lunch with Matt, talking back and forth with him about our interests. I found that Matthew was into sports, which I expected since he was on the school's football team. But we had some things in common too, we liked the same bands and music as well as TV shows and movies. In the end, I supposed he was worth getting to know and to my surprise, he managed to stay off my back for the rest of the day. Thor promptly picked me up after school. Literally-he ran up to me and picked me up in a bear hug.

"I was worried about you! Was your first day good?"

He asked, setting me down on my feet again. I chuckled a little, noticing the stares we were getting.

"It was alright, I think I made a friend."

I told him with a timid smile. He grinned widely at me.

"Wonderful! What is her name?"

He inquired, his blue eyes smiling at me too. I bit my lip, trying not to laugh.

"His name is Matthew."

I replied, letting a giggle slip. Thor's eyes narrowed slightly and he frowned.

"Where is this Matthew?"

He demanded, his voice rumbling lowly. Oh shit...

"Uh..."

My eyes went between Thor and my friend who was talking to some of his football buddies across the way. This of course did not go unnoticed by the god and he quickly grabbed me by the hand.

"Come, I would like to speak with your friend."

His voice sounded so different, I wasn't even positive it was Thor's.

"No, Thor, c'mon! Don't hurt him!"

I squeaked, trying in vain to stop his pull.

"I wish only to speak with him, Eris."

He assured. I sighed.

"Then why do I have such a bad feeling about this?"

I said to myself. We finally reached the group of football players and Thor singled Matthew out, pinning him against a wire fence. Matthew and his crew almost seemed more star struck than scared of my 'uncle'.

"Listen well, mortal. For I will only tell you once-though I may protect this realm, if you do anything to hurt my dear Eris, your mother will weep for what I will do to you."

He threatened, his voice so out of character. I could only watch helplessly as Matthew nodded, unable to speak. Thor released my friend and smiled his usual warm smile.

"Excellent."

He beamed, turning back to me. He placed a hand on my back, urging me to follow him back to the car. I looked back at Matthew with a sorry expression on my face. I was sure I had just lost the first friend I had made in nine years.

That night, I tossed and turned in my sleep. I was having such a strange dream.

Loki stood in front of me with a smile, his arms outstretched. I ran to him, hugging him to me tightly.

"I've missed you so much."

I whimpered into his chest.

"I missed you too, darling."

He whispered back, looking down at me happily.

"I've finally become king, little one."

He said triumphantly. I grinned up at him.

"I always knew you would be. I'm proud of you."

Was all I could say before an annoying beeping sound woke me up. I reluctantly opened my eyes and looked at my alarm clock. It was time to get up for school.

"Fuck me..."

I groaned, turning over in my bed.