Hey! So I decided to start another fic. I had to post it, as Loki is my favorite character in Thor... By far. Ayways, I don't want to hold you up for to long, I hope you enjoy the first chapter!

Chapter 1

It was a warm summer day when the two young children first met. The air was warm, a light breeze coming in from off the water, and blowing the flowers in the meadow. The light blue sky was completely cloudless, the sun high and shinning bright. In the distance you could hear an animal, chirping and signing. Synn loved to come to the little meadow. It was a place she could escape from the crowded orphanage. She longed for adventure, to learn how to fight. She did not want to stay inside, she wanted the freedom of the outdoors. Away from the haunting reminder that her parents had been taken from her before she was even a year old. Now, at the age of eleven, she had come to terms with it, but Synn often saw other happy families and couldn't help but be jealous.

When Synn came to the meadow she would practice techniques she had seen other Aesir practicing. Sometimes it was hand to hand combat, where she would stand in front of the lonely tree in the middle of the clearing and practice. She would jab and punch at the tree, but never touch it. She did not want to hurt the tree anymore then she imagined it was hurting, all alone, no one there to keep the tree company. Synn felt that she could relate. Even though she was constantly surrounded by people, she had no friends. She could never get along with the other kids her age, and she didn't mind, she always had her tree to talk to.

When Synn practiced sword fighting, she would pick up a long branch that had fallen on the ground and practice against one of the tree's many branches. It calmed her, being around the old tree. It gave her a feeling of control over her life. A sense of love, even though it was only a tree. The kids at school had found out where she was always off to. One of the kids had followed her out to her private place, and when he saw Synn talking to her favorite tree, he had rushed back to tell the others. Now she was the laughing stalk of her class. Even though they laughed and made fun of her whenever she was around, she never once hated the other children.

Sure, Synn didn't like them, but she could never imagine hating them. She wasn't sure she was capable of hatred. She didn't hate the Frost Giants for the amount of Aesir they had killed was huge. They had killed her parents, even. But Synn could never hate the Frost Giants. They had only been doing what they thought was right. She would forever be upset, but did not want the hate to bring her down. To Synn, hate was a silly thing. Why hate when you can love instead, it was a lot easier, a lot more enjoyable too.

As usual Synn wanted to get away from her life at home and classes, and came out to the meadow. She threw on one of her dresses, a light blue dress that was tied with a white bow around the bottom. It puffed out in the skirt portion, reaching to her ankles. She yelled to the orphanage owners that she was leaving and ran out the door, a smile lighting up her features as she thought of the fun she was going to have. Synn had not gone to practice fighting (If she had she would have worn more practical gear.) That day, she had gone to pick flowers. It was her favorite time of the season and the flowers were in full bloom. Synn loved practicing fighting, but she loved picking flowers even more so. She would pick the most beautiful and bring them home with her in a little bouquet.

Synn stopped just outside the meadow, starring, eyes wide at the beautiful flowers that had bloomed in her three day absence. She took off her constricting shoes, laughed happily, ran into the grass that tickled her feet. She skipped towards the nearest grouping of flowers and knelt down. One flower in particular caught her eye. It was dark red, with five petals that slopped down wards because of their heaviness, the inside was a bright yellow, filled with pollen. Synn plucked the flower out of the ground and twirled it in her long, thin fingers. It was unlike any other flower Synn had ever seen, and she had seen quite a few! It was the most beautiful flower she had ever seen. She brought it up to her nose and smelled. The flower had a sweet smell to it, like when the bakery would bake pie and the smell would roam through the streets.

Synn smiled, took the flower and sat at the base of the tree. She continued twirling it in her fingers, admiring it's beauty.

"Look at this flower." Synn said to the tree, holding her findings up, "Isn't it the most beautiful flower you have ever seen."

"It is." Came a voice from the tree.

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The young 2nd prince of Asgard walked through a thin forest, in the beautiful weather. He stopped to admire the flowers that were blooming. Loki loved getting out of the castle and away from his life there. It was so crowded and constricting He always had to be proper, when all the little eight year old wanted to do was have some fun.

"No making mischief, Loki." His father would say. Loki scowled at the though. Making mischief was what he did best, why not let him have some fun every once in a while? He deserved some, didn't he? He always paid attention in his classes and listened to his mother and father, most of the time. He was unlike his arrogant brother, Thor, the 1st prince of Asgard. He had always been jealous of his brother for getting to be crowned king. Thor was foolish, and Loki feared that when time would come for Thor to be crowned king, he would not be ready. Loki would be there and he would stop the crowning, he knew he would. Then, maybe he would be king. Loki liked that idea a lot and spent most of his free time hoping and wondering what it would be like to be king.

Loki did love his brother, his father and his mother, very much. They were his family. Loki and his brother were close, but like all brothers do, they argued and fought as well. So Loki left the palace from time to time to get a little breather, even practice some magic his mother had been teaching him.

That day, Loki went to walk along the trails. He strolled slowly along one of the lesser used trails and found himself at the end not too long after he had started walking. Loki was about to turn around when he heard a laugh from not to far away. Loki stopped in his tracks. The laugh had been one of the most love filled, happy laughs he had ever heard. He was not used to laughing from joy, only from when he had successfully pranked someone. His father never laughed, Thor only laughed after his "victories", victories of a small child, and his mother only ever gave content chuckles. Loki felt a sudden need to find the person attached to that laugh.

Loki only needed to take a couple steps into the forest before he came to a beautiful little meadow. Flowers littered the ground, and a big tree stood in the center. But none of that mattered to Loki. He was starring in awe at the young girl who was standing by herself, holding a flower. She was stunningly beautiful for a child so young. Loki guessed she had to around his age. Her strawberry blond hair blew in the wind, her bright blue eyes shinning bright with happiness. Her lovely dress billowed in the wind, a big white bow at the back looked like tiny wings. She was one of the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. Loki thought she looked like an angel.

The girl took a big whiff of the flower she had been holding and turned around, running happily towards the big lonely tree. Loki walked around the outside of the forest, he felt a strong need to get to know the girl. Loki came up with the perfect plan.

He walked until she could no longer see him and ran quickly towards the other side of the tree. Loki climbed up the tree so that he was looking down at the girl, but made sure he was hidden from sight.

"Look at this flower." The girl said, holding her flower up, "Isn't it the most beautiful flower you have ever seen."

Loki smirked, was she talking to the tree? Shouldn't a pretty girl like her be out with her friends instead of talking to a tree? Loki's smirk turned into a frown. Did she have any friends? He'd have to find out.

"It is." Loki said, using his magic to make his voice sound deeper and older, much more like he imagined a tree's voice would sound like. The girl jumped back, dropping her flower on the ground in shock. She kept walking backwards slowly, not sure how to react. She had been startled, but still Loki saw the curiosity blooming in her eyes.

"I am sorry, I did not mean to startle you. I am the tree, my name is Florgal." Loki said, using his disguised voice. The magic was starting to drain Loki, he was still new at sorcery and it tired him out easily. The girl starred at the tree in wonder, but then shook her head.

"I do not believe that. I call your tricks. I have sat by this tree to many times to count and never once has it talked to me." The girl said, her arms crossed. Loki smiled, the girl was not easily tricked, he liked that. It made for more of a challenge. Loki jumped down out of the tree and landed lightly on his feet.

"Who are you?" The girl asked.

"My name is Loki, and what is your name, my angel." Loki said with a sly smile. The girl smiled shyly.

"It's Synn." She said, looking down at her feet. Loki opened his mouth to speak when the girl, Synn, gasped. She bent down and picked something up off the ground. Loki realized it was the flower she had been holding.

Synn frowned, obviously upset. "I must have stepped on it when I dropped it." She said. "It was one of the most beautiful flowers I have ever seen here."

Loki took a couple steps forward so that he was only a foot away.

"May I?" He asked hand out stretched.

"You can try," Synn said holding the flower out. "but I'm pretty sure it is beyond fixing."

Loki gently the flower from her. Concentrated on his magic and moved his hand slowly over top of the flower.

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Synn couldn't believe her eyes when the green mist coming from the boy's hand enveloped the flower. When it cleared away the flower was there, just like the first time she had seen it, completely undamaged. Synn's eyes widened and she starred at Loki's face.

"How did you do that?" She breathed, amazed. Loki gave her a cocky smile.

"I've been learning some magic." He said. Loki tucked the flower behind her ear, along with a few strands of hair that had fallen into her face.

"Thank you." Synn said. "It's as pretty as it was to begin with." She reached up to touch the flower, a wide smile gracing her face. She looked into the face of the boy in front of her. His jet black hair was brushed back, contrasting with his pale skin. His emerald green eyes glinted in the summer light, they were the most beautiful eyes Synn had ever seen. She could hardly stop herself from starring at them.

"But not as pretty as you." Loki said. Synn blushed and looked down at her feet. No one had ever told her she was pretty before.

"Thank you." She mumbled quietly. There was a science and then Synn spoke again.

"I have never seen you before." She said. Loki shrugged.

"I have never been to this part of the forest before."

"Why did you trick me?" Synn asked.

"It was just a little bit of fun, I am sorry if I upset you." Loki said, sounding sincere.

"That is alright, it was a pretty good trick, did you use your magic for it?" Synn asked curiously.

"I did. Did you like it?" Loki asked.

"Now I do, but I wasn't to happy at being tricked again." Synn said. Loki frowned.

"Again?" He sounded concerned. Synn didn't understand why he would care, they had just met, and no one ever cared for Synn.

"The other kids like to trick me." Upon seeing his angry scowl Synn quickly made up an excuse. "but it's all in good fun. No harm ever comes out of it."

There was another silence, neither of the ten year olds knew what to say next. Synn had a thought. A hopeful one. Maybe Loki would want to be her friend. Or was this set up by the other kids who bullied her. Were they trying to break her trust in people more than it already was? But he sounded as though he actually cared about her. But why? He didn't even know her.

"Do you- Would you- May I-" Synn struggled to get the words out, not sure how to ask the question. Loki stood quietly and waited.

"Would you like to be my friend?" Synn blurted out, ending off in a whisper, looking down at her feet again. Loki smiled.

"I would love to, my angel."

And that is it! I hope you liked it.

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