My name is Esmerelda. If you ask me where I come from I will say San Francisco, though my accent and the way I walk will speak a different language. I will not tell you that I have a last name because where I truly come from last names do not exist. We are truly just one named powerful being that play in your mysteries. I am an Asgardian. I come from a place called Asgard, a place filled with all the finest things you could wish for. A place where you claim gods live. No, I am not human. Yes I act human. Yes, I am deadly, but I have not met anyone who could take me down. Not until now. Now I must protect something more precious than my own life, something that scares me beyond anything else. Mortals call this love, I call it my ulitmate death. His name is Thor. He's beautiful and deadly and the King of Asgard. He's going to kill me whether I like it or not.