The Other One(STOPPED WRITING)

Chapter 48: Thunder..

"Get up." I hear, from my cell.
It was so hard to.
But what choice do I have?
I've been here for as long as I can remember, and I know the rules by now.
I think.
It's so hard to think sometimes.
It's like I don't have control over my own mind.
"I said GET UP!" The man yells again.
I look over to where the man stood, as he opened the cell.
He looked familiar, but I don't know him.
I don't know, actually.
I might.
I slowly stood up, dizzy.
He grabbed me by my real arm, and pulled me through the halls.
I don't even know where I am, really.
He drags me into an isolated room, with a weird chair and huge machine.
"Sit." He demands.
So I do.
"Not on the ground, dumb ass! On the chair!" He shouts, pulling me up from the ground.
He throws me into the chair and puts these weird straps over my wrists and ankles.
They were connected to the chair.

I wondered where everyone else was.
Usually, more people were in a room like this.
But it was just this man.
He puts this weird looking hat over my head.
I don't even know what it is.
But it looks weird.
"Now, this is an experiment, yeah? You understand?"
I nod, even though I don't.
"Good." He says, and he pushes a little button.
Immediately, my head starts throbbing with pain.
Something is being forced into my head.
And I don't even know what.

Soon, the machine is turned off.
And he takes the weird hat off of me.
I don't like that hat.
He grabs something off of a table, and stands I front of me.
"You wanna test something'?" He asks, chuckling.
But I don't exactly have a choice.
I don't get to say no.
Ever.
No means pain.
He pushes a button on a little device, and I immediately fall to the ground, clenching my head.
It throbbed with so much pain, I can't even comprehend.
I wanted to shout at him to turn it off, but it wouldn't do anything anyways.
All I could do is scream in pain.
"If you ever do something wrong, you'll get this." He laughs.
Wrong?
What can I do wrong?
I don't think I can do anything wrong.
Can I?
"For the future, perhaps." He winks.
I don't even know what he's talking about.

I continue to clench my head, for he hasn't turned this thing off yet.
"Oh, my dear. Are you hurting?" He asks.
Yes.
I wanted to hide away from here.
I wanted to leave.
And just as I bang my fist against the concrete floor, it..
It disappears?
His eyes widen with concern.
He pushes a button on the wall.
And suddenly, a bunch of people come running in.
"Where did she go?!" He asks, panicked.
I'm right here.
I swear.
But why can't I see myself?
He walks up to where I was sitting, not even being able to seem me.
He kicks me, thinking it's the air.
Or not.
Who knows.
I fall back toward the chair, causing a bit of a crash on the table.
My head still continuously pounded.

In a flash, I start to see myself again.
Slowly, the look of me came back.
His eyes narrow, confused.
"This damn thing came with a side effect." He mutters quietly.
He grabs me by the shirt, pulling me up, "Don't ever try to do that again, okay?"
He presses the button on the device, and my head stops pounding as badly.
He throws me back to the ground and a bunch of people run toward me.
They stick a pointy thing in my skin.
What is that?
Whatever it is... it's not nice.
It's blurring my vision.
And suddenly.. my eyes are heavy.
I could just sleep.
...
My eyes dart open, afraid from the nightmare.
These were getting a bit too detailed.
My headache was gone, now.
But the thought of it could just bring it back.
It did a lot.

As I woke up, I didn't move.
I didn't want Loki to wake, if he was sleeping.
But he wasn't.
He was still there, hugging me.
Stroking my hair.
And I didn't want to sleep again, but I was comfortable here.
I felt comfort.
I don't get that very often, so I should savor it.
I close my eyes again, but I don't fall asleep.
Part of me wants to.
But another part of me doesn't.

I try to stay as still as I can, so I don't show that I'm awake.
A part of me worried that if I showed him I was awake, he'd let go of me.
And I wasn't ready to be let go yet.

As I woke up a bit more, I remembered how cold it was.
But I wasn't even that cold, for the arms of a frost giant.
I truly wondered if he ever felt any kind of cold.
Surely he felt heat, but cold?
Not even a bit?
Or did he hide the fact he still felt some cold?
Who knows?

I keep my eyes shut, as I try to actually fall back to sleep now.
But just as I try, I could hear rain.
Of course there's rain.
Of course there is.
But the rain wasn't that bad.
It was quite calming, actually.
But, of course, suddenly there's a crack of thunder.
And what do I do out of sudden fear?
I jump a bit, startled.
Well I didn't jump.
But you know what I mean.

Loki holds me a bit tighter, worried I'd dart up from where I lay.
Probably.
I don't know.
But I didn't move after.
I didn't want to.
I'll admit, thunder does scare me a bit.
It's too loud.
And it reminds me of the pounding that used to go on in my head.
It was loud.

"Are you awake?" Loki whispers.
I was going to answer him.
But if I did, would he let me go?
I wanted to sleep.
And I didn't want to move.
So I didn't answer.
I was surely asleep..
Definitely.

But every time the thunder made a sound, I jumped a bit.
It came without warning.

It was clear I was awake, too.
I mean, if I was asleep I wouldn't be jumping every damn time I heard a sound of thunder.

I can hear Loki reveal something, like he did with the tesseract.
But it wasn't the tesseract, it was his snake.
Frigga the snake.
He opened my hand, hesitantly, and put Frigga the snake in my hand.
I didn't understand why he gave me his snake to hold onto.
I mean, it has important value to him.
"I never liked thunderstorms either." He whispers, as he continues to hold me.
I kind of almost forgot that his brother was the God of thunder.
And he didn't like thunderstorms.
So I assume he isn't too fond of his brother.

After about 10 minutes, I assume, I peek open one eye.
Just to see if he was asleep.
And he is.
I think.
I lean closer to him, hugging him.
It was getting colder.
And just as I did so, a small grin trickled across his lips.
My heart fluttered a bit as he grinned.
I don't even know why my heart was doing that.
Guess he wasn't asleep.
Or maybe he was.
Maybe he just randomly smiles in his sleep!
I don't know.

But I liked this feeling.
And I needed it, too.