"Loki?"I was in so much disbelief. Loki is my father. Worst of all Tony knew but was told to keep it quiet. I moved to my bed and sat down. Realising I had too much energy I set the letter down and stood up and started pacing.  After 15 minutes late, still actious I walked to the athletic room and hopped on the treadmill and started to run.  

Steve who spends lots of time at night walking around the halls must have seen the light on in the room opened up the door and started to talk to me. I didn't hear what he was saying all the years of pent up frustration caught up images of all the times I had wanted just one dad to go to not seven. Me falling off my bike when I was 5 and getting blood all over I didn't know who to go to. 

Questions swarmed through my head, Why isn't it safe for me to live with him?

What did he do this time to be in prison for so long? Yea I know he tried to rule Earth and Asgard once but over 17 years?

Steve reached up and tapped me on the shoulder. I lost my footing and fell off the treadmill Stopping the belt Steve sat down next to me.

"What's up? I've been calling your name for the past 10 minutes trying to get your attention."

"Sorry Steve." I reached over gave him a sideways hug resting my head on his shoulder.

"So what's wrong You always workout really hard when you're angry. You have always done that since you were 6."

"I know who he is."

"Your dad?"

"Yea."

"Then who is he."

"Loki" I muttered quietly

His eyes widened in shock. "Did I hear you correctly?"

"Yep. My parents have fought with my dad in his attempt to take over Earth. Just wonderful."

"Yea I really don't believe this. Honestly I don't want to believe this."

"Do you feel any better?"

"A little bit." 

"Do you want to watch something?"

"Sure. What?"

"Anything you want."

"Harry Potter?" I offer to him.

"Okay." He stands up and offers a hand down to help me up.

I reach up grabbing his hand and hoist myself up. My ankle hurt slightly from falling off the treadmill, but I shook it off and followed Steve to the living room. We choose to watch Harry Potter and The Prisoner of Azkaban. Half way through the film I started to fall asleep. I leaned into Steve's shoulder and my eyes gently closed. I felt Steve pick me up and carry me to my room. I sunk into my bed and felt Steve slide into my bed and wrap his arms around me. I snuggled close to my one of my favorite Dad's (Don't tell anyone Bucky is the other one). 

My alarm went off and I sat up and turned it off. I noticed the letter sitting on my night stand. Steve I knew left about 15 minutes earlier. Steve told me that I had off from my morning workout. Instead I could go and talk to Thor. 

"Friday, where is Thor?"

"He is currently in the kitchen with Mr.Stark."

"Thank You Friday."

I exited my room and walked down the hall to the kitchen. Thor was talking with Tony who was leaning on the counter with one foot on the cupboard behind him. 

"Hey, Toby." Tony said looking over at me standing in the doorway. I suddenly felt betrayed by Tony but kept my cool.  I casually walked over and hugged Tony then hugged Thor.

"Toby did you..."

"Yea. I was wondering if we could talk about what was in that letter?"

"Do you want Tony, or Steve or anyone there with you?"

"Um, could it just be us?"

"Yes." 

We walked out of the room and I lead him to my bedroom. My newly found uncle sat down on my desk chair I sat on my bean bag. 

"Loki is your father. That makes me your uncle. Your father committed crimes with the attack 17 years ago. After 2 months of looking your father acted out and will be out of prison by next year when you are 18. "

"What was so terrible that made Loki be in prison for so long?"

"Your father cared so much about you, that he went into a city and started a fight in which 2 people were critically injured, and with his previous crimes it lengthened his sentence from 15 to 18 years."

"So when did he find out I was found?"

"About 2 years ago. Your grandfather didn't want Loki to know about you till he was closer to the end of his sentence."

"What was his reaction?"

"At first he was angry and threw everything in his cell against the walls then after my younger brother's tantrum he calmed down and wanted to talk about how you are. I had a photo of when you were 15. I would visit everyday with him. Each time I saw him he would take your photo out and look at it. Every month I would get tony to get a photo of you and he would give them to me each time I came. I gave them all to your father so he could see you grow."

I looked towards the floor. For the past 24 months Tony has take photos of me and gave them to Thor who in turn gave them to my biological father who is in jail. That is really creepy.  

"Could I come see him sometime?"

"Maybe. He was really proud when he heard about your schooling and wants you to finish."

"I am already advanced than most of the kids my own age and a few years older."

"Okay so when you finish with this year of school you can come to Asgard to meet with your father. "

"Are we done here? I have a lesson with Bruce in 20 minutes."

"Yes. Do you remember what the letter that was is your baby carrier?"

"Yea.Why?"

"There was a part in there about gaining powers after finding out your true parentage. Finding your powers can come within the next week. I will stay here for a while to help you gain control of your powers and teach you how to do certain things this your powers."

"Okay I'll let you know if anything wired starts to happen."

Thor nodded and I walked out. Going to my room I grabbed my phone, new intercom bracelet and a notebook. throwing my hair up into a ponytail  I started on my way to the lab. Bruce had a test ready for me to take. I is like a practice test for my 'finals' so I could get an early admittance to college.  I am allowed to use notes so  I can look at formulas.  

After about an hour and a half, I finished and gave him my test. I only had 2 months left of schooling. My life seems really intense but not to me this is my life, my parents are  hard on me. I like being pushed extremely hard. I am already hard on myself and my parents just push me even harder. 

Pepper I'm pretty sure wants me to go to an Ivy League which I can easily get into.  I am proud to say that i could get into an Ivy League easily but even when I was in public schooling I worked on school work during holidays and the entire summer. Once I spent an entire summer learning weapons and karate.  They don't have to worry about me getting jumped or anything like that.