Prologue

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The day I met the God of Mischief is one I am not likely to forget. My eyes first settled on him in his cell, a glass sphere reminding me of a holding tank for a shark. Those dark eyes, scrutinizing everything they landed on, met my own with a fierceness that made me shiver. But in time I saw what no one else could, what none of them-aside from maybe Thor-wanted to believe. That he was something worth salvaging.

This is our story.

Well, here I am again folks, my brain formed another plot bunny on me, and I decided to just go with it. :) Just a fair warning, this could turn out to be a total flop, but I'm hoping it doesn't. Please read, vote and comment!

~Star

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