There is a kitchen, a T.V, and a couch but nothing more. It felt like I was in a cave, maybe Batman is in here. I awoke to the smell of freshly baked bread and cheese, but something about my surroundings just didn't seem right. Find me and I will tell you everything about me and why I had to leave you and your mom.” Then he disappeared into the mist. He turned around and spoke “ You have become very clever and you are so close to cracking my code. There is a man here too, he looks like someone my mom would love very much. When I awake I am standing next to a waterfall, one hundred feet in the air. I got a sharp pain on the left side of my head and ringing that wouldn’t go away, next thing I know I’m on the floor and everything goes dark. For each rune, it was an ideographic or pictographic symbol of some cosmological principle or power, and to write a rune was to invoke and direct the force for which it stood. It didn’t make any sense because even though I was in the Egyptian area there were Norse runes carved into the walls. Roaming around I saw all sorts of things from fossils to Egyptian artifacts but there was one thing that my eye kept drifting to, and that was a carving in the back wall. I don't know why I came to the museum but something about it just felt right. The museum alone was breathtaking but the artifacts and interior inside were much more fantasizing. I didn't know where I was going, but I knew were to start and that was The Field Museum. The streets are cold and busy in downtown Chicago, People talking all around from calling a taxi to speaking on their phone rushing to work. I told my mom I would be out for a while, but little did I know that leaving meant beginning a war between the realms. When I woke up on my 13th birthday I knew it was time to seek out my father. Every night I had these weird dreams about Loki telling me that I needed to search for him so that we could be reunited. I never had a father around to care for me and every time I ask my mom she would say he was a funny man.

When I was growing up I knew I was different, I would start fires, break things, pick on others, and I was never someone that showed affection. At first, I didn’t know about my Father but now that it’s clear I can see how we are so much alike.

I would know because I am the daughter of a God of Trickery, Shapeshift, and Cruel Actions, Loki. Think about this, have you ever seen the Marvel movies about Thor and Loki? Well believe it or not it’s based on Norse gods, and you may be thinking “oh wow I would love to meet them!” Trust me, you really, really don’t want to do that. At first, I thought the idea was crazy, Gods and their children? It’s not something you hear about a lot furthermore it's really complex. Demigod, a word signifying half god and half human.

Is thor a demigod