The Midgardian? - A Loki Story

XIII. Luna Part 22

It had been days since I had seen Loki... I was beginning to get worried. I know he said hewould come back to me but what if he doesn't want to now that he had his life back inAsgard...what if something went wrong and his father still did not let him in his graces, and hecouldn't come back.

The days were long, and I spent all of my time in anxiousness, laying in bed and staring at mydoor waiting for a knock. I grew more and more upset as time passed. Was this going to be mylife now, waiting for someone I may never see again.I looked at my phone it was already 6:00. It had been an entire week since I last saw him...A bright light lit up my back yard and my heart skipped a beat... Is it him!! Had he finallyreturned.I ran out the door and came to a jolting stop... I saw 4 huge men walking towards me.

"Are you Luna xavia" he said sternly. His voice had no emotion to it. It was cold and sharp.

"N-No... my name is Luna Taylor"

 These men were three times my size and were very intimidating. He held something up and pointed at me. It lit up green.

"Yes, this is her. Grab her" he demanded.

My stomach fell. I began backing up. These men were about to kidnap me, I was about to betaken. I tried to remember everything that was said in the seminar I was in for work.I quickly turned and ran inside, locking the door behind me. I reached for my keys and hauledass to my car. I opened the front door and saw two more men. I slammed it shut and locked it. Ibegan to panic.They kicked open the doors and they were all walking towards me...one held chains in his hand.One of them grabbed my arm. I tried to snatch it away, but it didn't even budge. It was clear mystrength was in no match. But I was not going to go willingly.I began to kick, scream, slap, punch, everything trying to get free. Two had grabbed my armswhile the third placed the shackles on my wrists. I began to cry still fighting for my life. Oneman grabbed me and began to carry me... I didn't know what else to do...I was at my last resort.The last things I could try that was on the seminar...I let my bladder go."Gross, she pissed on me."

"Get over it, we have a job to do. She has to be delivered tonight. Just shower when we get back,we don't have time to deal with her fragile attempts to flee."

We walked outside. I was being taken. I should have fought harder. You're not suppose to letthem take you.We stood still in my front yard. A flash of light surrounded us. I couldn't see. I began to panic...I don't want to be taken... I needed to do something. I bit down on the guy carrying me. I bitdown so hard I could taste blood in my mouth. But if I wanted to live, I didn't need to stopI heard a yell in agonizing pain.

And there I was...falling... I couldn't see anything from the bright light. I could feel the windburn my face. I couldn't breathe. Its fine its ok it's a dream...I will wake up any second now... Iwill wake up and be back in my bed...

why am I not waking up!!!

The falling never lasted this long and then I realized... I had dreamed of how I was going todie...this was it... I am going to die... I will never see life again. I will never see Loki again.God, Loki will never know what happened to me. I would have lived my life for almost 23 years. I began to think of my life. Was this life flashing before my eyes. 

And then it hit me. I hit something hard. The shear force knocked the wind out of me and theworld began to fade...everything went black...