Here are two more chapters for you guys since I don't update all the time. xoxo

Eris' POV

I felt even more nervous about my second day of school than the first, I didn't know if I'd have a friend to come back to. Matt and I only made eye contact in first period but we didn't say anything. I felt so horrible about yesterday, I hoped he wasn't angry. When the bell rang, I shoved my math book into my bag and zipped it up before sitting back up. I nearly hit Matt in the face with my backpack as I slung it over my shoulder.

"Jesus! You gotta watch where you're swinging that thing!"

He laughed a little. I wanted to laugh but I wanted to apologize before anything else.

"Listen, I'm really sorry about yesterday..."

I said, making guilty eye contact with him. He smiled and shook his head.

"Hey, it's all good. I didn't know your dad was an Avenger."

He replied as we walked out of the class and into the crowded hallways. I blushed crimson when he said 'dad'.

"H-he's not my dad!"

I exclaimed, feeling embarrassed again. Matthew gave me a strange look as we walked.

"Well, what is he then?"

He inquired, raising an eyebrow. I sighed.

"It's complicated..."

I answered vaguely. Matt's eyebrows knitted together in slight worry and confusion, making me sigh again. We stood outside the door of my dance class and I decided I wasn't brave enough to keep my eyes on my friend.

"If we're going to be friends, there is a lot I have to explain to you."

I admitted, glancing up at him cautiously.

"You mean like about why you know how to kill a guy with his own finger?"

He suggested, only half serious.

"Exactly."

I said, giving a quick nod.

"I'll...I'll explain it to you at lunch, it's a really long story."

I told him. He nodded too and with that, we parted ways. Lunch came fast and after Matthew and I got our food, we sat in the courtyard.

"So, what's the story?"

Matt asked, taking a bite from his slice of pizza. I swallowed nervously but I knew I had to tell him if I hoped for our friendship to work out.

"My father died when I was just a baby. And maybe that wouldn't have been so bad if...I hadn't been the one to kill him."

I began. I could feel Matthew's shocked and confused stare on me.

"It was my first memory, the earliest I can remember. My mother raised me from then on alone-she never let me leave our home, in fear that I would kill someone else or myself. She was just trying to protect me and everyone else."

I looked back up at Matt, his mouth was hanging open with food still in it. I rolled my eyes and closed his mouth for him.

"I guess I should...explain how I killed anybody. I have the ability to create and bend fire to my will and when I was younger, it was nearly impossible to control. If I ever became upset or angry, I would be engulfed in blue flames that I could never tame. One day, I ended up killing my mother too when I got too upset. I was only five years old-can you imagine? Both of your parents are dead and it's all your fault? That's when S.H.I.E.L.D found me, they took me into their care and tried to help me control and understand my ability; Dr. Banner called it Pyrokinesis. That wasn't all S.H.I.E.L.D taught me, like I showed you, they taught me how to fight. But once I learned to control the element, I was released to the care of my aunt Jane. As for Thor, he is married to Jane so he's like an uncle to me."

It took almost the entire lunch period to explain everything and answer Matt's many questions.

"So basically your emotions control the fire?"

He inquired for what seemed like the third time. I sighed slightly annoyed.

"They used to. But like I've said, S.H.I.E.L.D scientists taught me how to control and wield it."

I replied tiredly. He looked so deeply into my eyes that I began to feel uncomfortable.

"Can you show me?"

He asked in a whisper. My eyes widened in shock but I quickly shook my head.

"It's too dangerous."

I dismissed him quickly.

"But you said you were released because you weren't dangerous anymore."

He continued. I gritted my teeth in anger.

"Do you have a death wish?! Just because I can control it in a lab full of scientists doesn't mean you'll be safe if I lose my grip."

I snarled lowly. Matthew didn't look scared, but sad. He sighed and stood up before walking away without a word. I growled to myself, kicking myself for scaring him off. I shouldn't be such a bitch all the time...

That night, I had another dream about Loki. This time I was were it had ended the last time, in his arms.

"It's been so long..."

I murmured, closing my eyes.

"I know, dear. I have very important information for you, though."

He said, pulling away to look me in the eyes. I nodded slowly.

"You need to know the truth but you have to keep it a secret, alright?"

He commanded sternly. I took in a deep breath and nodded again, feeling more anxious as the seconds passed.

"I'm still alive, on Asgard."

He told me calmly. My eyes widened and my jaw dropped.

"What!?"

I snapped, surprised and enraged all at once. Loki winced slightly at my loud exclamation.

"It was a trick, so that I could take the throne that rightfully belongs to me."

He explained, still quite relaxed. My brow furrowed downward.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?!"

I demanded, anger taking over.

"You were too young, as smart as you are, I knew you wouldn't understand. Now that you're older, you can comprehend the situation."

He replied. I shook my head.

"You left me alone...for seven years, just because you didn't think I could keep a secret?! Do you know how lonely I was?"

I growled, tears filling my eyes. Loki wiped the tears from my cheeks carefully.

"I could never leave you all alone, there hasn't been a day that passed that I was not watching over you."

He whispered, his eyes saddening slightly. I placed my hand over his and pressed my cheek against it more.

"You can't keep doing this to me..."

I said, closing my eyes for a moment.

"I am sorry-"

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

I made an inhuman scream at my alarm clock and threw it against my wall. I swear, it had horrible timing just to ruin my dreams.