Chapter 1

Prequel:

You frantically massaged your temple while sighing loudly. "Friday? can you help me look up ways to cheat on a test... Without telling my dad?" You smugly asked the AI system. Economics wasn't your strongest subject, but you had a test coming up, and studying alone didn't seem to cut it this time around. "I'm afraid I would have to report this to your parents. But I am sure that you were only joking." Friday sardonically answered. Even though the lady only consisted of a voice, you could almost hear her smirk.

After soundlessly sighing, you pinched the bridge of your nose. "I swear this is torture. This is totally meaningless knowledge. This stuff will knock the creativity right out of you. Why would you need to know business strategies by heart? Would be better to make up your own, to stand out. Dad would agree, he knows." You frustratedly complained, knowing that your mom had popped in. She probably wanted to tell you that she was about to leave for her business trip. "I know that you despise this class, honey. But you only have to make it through this year, after that you're done!" She came up to where you were sitting at your desk and compassionately patted your shoulder. You graced her with a half-hearted smile before standing up. "Did you say goodbye to Morgan yet? Oh, and did you tell dad that he's not supposed to bother me while I cook?" Your mom knowingly grinned at your apprehension. Your dad had a habit of stressing you out while you were cooking. Even though he had no idea how to work a kitchen, he really liked bossing you around like Gordon Ramsay.
"I'll go and say bye to Morgan in a minute, and yes, I told him not to step foot in the kitchen. But I do think that he'll take you guys out to dinner today." You grinned and hugged her. "We're gonna miss you!" "I'm gonna miss you guys too!" She gave you a brief kiss on the cheek and left your room with a feeble wave.

You were used to this. Your parents had to travel a lot for work. But it wasn't too terrible, after all, there was always someone home. Some of the Avengers were living with you in the tower, they all had separate spaces, but you would always find someone in the building's common areas. Natasha, Steve, Wanda, Bruce and Bucky are almost part of your family. But never being alone can be a significant disadvantage too. You were never able to host parties or bring anyone home without any snarky commentary. That's one of the reasons why you didn't have many friends, and it's why you never had a proper boyfriend.
Being Tony Stark's daughter only made things worse, people seemed to judge you on only that matter. But you honestly didn't mind being single, you thought guys your age were too immature for you anyways.

"Shouldn't you still be studying?" Your thoughts were suddenly interrupted. "Nat, what's up?" You asked while walking over to your closet to pick something out for you to wear. She let out a faint snort and stepped inside to look over your shoulder. "Pepper just left, so Tony wanted me to ask you if you were ready to go out to dinner. " Natasha stated and picked out a pastel green dress. You nodded, took the dress from her, and let her know that you'd need 15 minutes to get ready. "I'll tell him... Oh, and I also wanted to know if you were down for a workout tomorrow afternoon? Around three?" She asked while you were picking out shoes. "Yeah sure, sounds great, but ... go easy on me this time, okay? I'm still sore from yesterday's cardio workout." After some chit chat, Natasha left, and you got ready.

When you were done, you went down the hall to help your little sister Morgan. You really loved Sister. She was an inquisitive, smart and funny little child. Of course, she was a bit annoying sometimes. You were 12 years older than her after all. But you really enjoyed spending time with her. You loved braiding her beautiful hair, playing with her barbie dolls and toy cars together. Your favorite thing was telling her great stories you made up and teaching her new things, that's when her eyes would light up.
"Hey, Morgan! What are you doing?" You went to sit on her bed and watched her play with some stuffed animals. "Are we finally going to go eat? I'm starving!" She dropped her toys and got up. "That's right! We just have to get you dressed. What would you like to wear? Maybe the new jumpsuit mom got for you?"

After a while, you finally sat at your table in the restaurant. "How's school?" Your dad asked you while looking at the menu. "Boring. How's Iron Man?" You replied, peeking over your own menu to look at him. "The new suit? It's coming along nicely... You're still not getting your own though." He glimpsed at you and shot you a smug smile. "Can I get one papa?" Morgan excitedly asked. "Nope, no one's getting a suit! You're both too young for all of this." He declared, trying to bring this topic to a close. "Well, Peter got his spider suit and he's younger than me." You protested. Tony choose to ignore that and instead ordered his food. You just rolled your eyes and did the same.
You've had this conversation a million times already. Your dad didn't want to involve you too much into his world.
"Are you home tomorrow afternoon?" Your dad asked you on your drive home. Morgan was already asleep in the backseat. "Yeah, why?" You asked him. He hesitated for a moment. "Thor's brother will arrive tomorrow... He's going to stay in the tower. To be honest, I'm not very happy with that arrangement. But it's the only place where I can keep an eye on him... He's supposed to redeem himself or whatever. So this Odin guy thought it would be a good idea to put him back on earth. Yeah, so you both have to stay in your rooms, I don't want you anywhere near this guy! Am I clear?" He took his eyes off the road for a second to give you a firm look. "Yes!" You answered.

Your thoughts drifted off. Loki... The guy who destroyed New York. You only saw him on the news. Why would someone do this? Thor was always very defensive of his brother. He had told you stories of his childhood and of Loki's magic. From what Thor told you, Loki seemed... almost, nice? So why would he do such horrible things?
You couldn't stop thinking about it. So you made a decision, you would find out what he was really like.