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What if Loki had an adopted son that nobody knew about, not even Thor?

This was the case for the 13 year old superhuman, Peter Parker.

When Peter was 4 years old his parents died and his aunt and uncle had been murdered a long time ago. He was in foster care, but ran away due to his foster parents abusing him everyday because he was not considered 100% human. Peter ran into a dark alleyway and was cornered by 4 tall men with all black clothes and ski masks on. He was only a child and didn't know how to use his powers yet.

To say that Peter was scared was an under statement. He tried to be strong but couldn't keep in the loud sobs escaping his lips.

Loki had been banished from Asgard until he proved that he changed his evil ways. But until that time had come, he had to roam the streets of New York.

Loki was passing by a dark alley in between two abandoned apartment buildings when he heard the young boy's cries. He hesitated but decided to take a look anyways.

Peter was sure he was about to die, he didn't want to die this young. He had a life to live. Dreams to achieve. Things to learn and much more he wanted to do. His loud whines became soft yelps as he began to accept his terrible fate, that is until he opened his eyes to find a man wearing black leather pants and a green long sleeved shirt.

Peter was still really frightened and attempted to back up against the wall but he couldn't, his body was paralyzed with fear.

"It's alright young one, I will not hurt you." The figure stood in front of him, his hand stretched out so that the boy could grab it.

Peter thought about it but ended up rushing to hug the man's torso and cry.

This boy obviously had trust issues, but the sensation of hugging was new for Loki.

It felt. Good.

Like he was loved by someone didn't even know him.

"What's your name little one?" Loki asked.

"P-Peter." The boy answered.

"Why are you alone out here?" Loki was starting to feel concerned, a feeling he hadn't felt in a long time.

"M-mommy and daddy died and the people take care of me keep hurting me badly." the boy named Peter tried to explain the best he could without breaking down again.

Loki stopped in his tracks when this boy had told him his sad past. He hadn't thought that someone could be so cruel as to hurt a child.

"Well, Peter. Would you like to stay with me for a while?" Loki didn't know what came over him, something about this boy was special. He couldn't just leave him alone in the hands of those rude people.

"R-really?" The boy's eyes started to light up in realization that he might actually have a happy life.

"Yes, please!" the boy exclaimed hugging Loki even tighter.

"But mister, I don't know your name." the child stepped back to look at Loki.

"My name is Loki, and I promise i'll take care of you until the end of time."

"Thank you Mr. Loki."

"Oh child, you can call me father." Loki looked into Peter's sparkling grey eyes and held his hand out for the little boy to hold his hand.

"Ok, father." Loki couldn't help but smile when he ran his fingers through his new son's dirty blonde, wavy hair, and look at his smile that went from ear to ear.

And that was the day Peter Parker became Loki's son.

Hope y'all enjoyed this short chapter of how Peter became Loki's son. This won't be a very long series but it'll be long enough for me.

In this story Peter Parker has his spider abilities due to experiments ran by his father Richard Parker when he was a new born. (I'll explain more on that later) Peter's powers are still developing and he may or may not gain 4 appendages in his back later when he is a teenager (and Loki will now about them too and help his son try to hide them from the public.) And he will probably meet the avengers and lie about who his father is since everyone hates Loki ever since the battle in New York.