Update as of March 2019 - this story has been revamped! All the chapters have been looked over and edited. Some chapters have been cut out due to it having no use or because I decided to add something important or extend some arcs. Chapters that have been fixed or added will say so at the top. New chapters will have a "(!)" in the navigation bar and the heading author's note.

For those of you coming from The Story of Emily Stark or any other story in my Project: New Generation series, this is the origin story of Loki's infamous daughter.

[Thank you to Ophelia Lokisdottir for giving me the idea to write this so freaking long ago. I just published it now because I was always changing how I was going to write it. Now, it's here and I am over-the-moon excited. I hope you all enjoy this story!]

Sigyn Lokisdottir: Prologue

A lot comes from being the daughter of Loki. People will always believe the worst of you even if they don't really know who you are, but you can't blame them. When your father is known to The Nine Realms as the exiled prince of his birth and adoptive realms, The God of Mischief, and imprisoned for his vindictive crimes against Midgard with The Chitauri; people assume that you will be the same.

Even more comes from being the daughter of Amora, known throughout the realms as The Enchantress. Not much is known about her except that she is a powerful sorceress with the potential and intention for anything but the better of all life.

Imagine coming from both of them - from two strands of evil. I couldn't wrap my head around it, at first, and neither could anyone else when they found out the truth. The scary part is that, sometimes, I would look in the mirror and see how much sense that made.

Imagine both your mother and father being a part of your life but not finding out who they were until they took front row seats at your downfall.

For as long as I could remember, I was attached to at least one of my parents either in person or in dreams, never both at the same time. It was the most normal part of my childhood development. Infants are hardwired to attach to their parents, mostly mothers so that their survival needs are met. Babies encourage their attachment by releasing what they're feeling like cries because they're sad or screams because they're scared.

That's how parents show their superiority to their children: by demonstrating how dependent we are on them.

Like most people, I don't remember much about my early childhood. At least, not my first one. Before I reached double digits, I already experienced so much trauma that no child should ever have to spare a single thought on. I've been abused in various ways, betrayed by people I thought I could trust, thrown in death's path uncountable times.

My parents are the reason why my life is like the way it is: my father abandoned me to find me and my mother kept me alive so she could kill me.

Their irony is why I am so unbalanced.

And it was all for one reason: power.

And there was one reason why they couldn't do it themselves: fate.

But I didn't know that at the start. I didn't know much about myself until later in my life.

Not even my name.

I was born as Sigyn Lokisdottir, named by my father himself, but I didn't know that at the time.

During the limbo of the horrors and trying to figure out who I was and why my life was the way it ended up, I experienced love and acceptance. I grew independent and had fun. My mind was opened up to so much: every star, planet, realm. I met so many people along the way; people who would change my life for the better and for the worse; people who accepted me for who I was and taught me to accept myself and my life once I learned all about it.

My life consisted of hugs, screams, kisses, cries, smiles, insults, adventures, attacks, questions, tears, and answers.

My life was Amber, Crystal Hepburn, Courtney Brown, Britney Braun, and Sigyn Lokisdottir.

My life is this story.

Their irony is my story.

[Yes, I know that Sigyn is the name of Loki's wife in the comics but just ignore that. I like the name.]