The Midgardian? - A Loki Story

Part 23

I coughed and held the back of my head Wait why am I coughing. Am I alive?! How am I alive?!

I opened my eyes. It didn't take long for my eyes to adjust because there was hardly any light to begin with...

The room was small, dark, and all the walls and floor were made of bricks, and worst of all, I was standing behind bars...

I stood up nearly loosing my balance but was able to catch myself and lean against the wall.

"Hello...is anybody there" I called out half hoping to not get a response.

"Good morning Miss Xavia" the woman curtsied "I am here to assist and get you ready for the day."

"No! I don't want to. I want to go home! Let me out of here!!" I began to attack the bars, screaming like a wild animal. The woman just turned and walked away.

"You can't keep me locked in here!!! Do you hear me!!! I want OUT!!!"

I began to cry. I just wanted to go home, I wanted to be safe in my little house, hell I would kill to be at work right now, anything but trapped in a cage. I cried for some time before I before I heard foot steps approaching.

I looked up to see the same woman approaching this time with two huge guards by her side.

"Now miss, we don't want to have to use force, but we will if necessary..."

I stayed quiet...

She began to unlock the gate. The second it was unlocked I rammed into it pushing her out of my way and running for dear life. I didn't know which direction to go in. I just turned corners...I came to a dead end... and there they were...the guards standing from the direction I just come from.

One of the men spoke in such a scary intimidating voice, "we said we didn't want to use force but now..."

They walked up to me and shackled my hands together and began walking me but more of pushing me.

We didn't go back to the cell instead I was led to another room up some stairs. The room was quite beautiful. It had a huge bed, beautiful windows that let in amble lighting, bookshelves in every corner, and a giant vanity desk.

The same woman along with two other women stood in the middle of the room. The guards pushed me inside and towards the women. They came inside the door as well, closing, locking, and standing in front of it.

"Miss Xavia, please stop giving us a hard time, just let me do my job and this will be over..."

I had no place to go. Nothing to do... so I reluctantly gave in.

They removed the shackles and placed them on the bed.

The women took me into the bathroom and showed me to the bath that was already filled...they gestured me to get in.

"can you at least turn around please." I demanded.

"I'm sorry Miss, you have shown we cannot give you any leeway. So, you can either get and bathe yourself and we stand here, or we must do it for you..."

I was stunned by her answer, but I didn't want these people forcibly bathing me.

"Fine" I grunted

I began taking off my clothes and stepping into the bath. It did feel really good and smelt even better. I began bathing.

I was bathing when I was hearing whispers and snickering behind me...It set me off... These people think they can just make me take a bath and then mock my body...I jerked my head and glared at the women.

"What's so fucking funny you can't say to my damn face... what you think its funny to mock someone else's body..." I was blazing. The women looked distraught and out right shocked by my confrontation.

"we're sorry miss. Honestly, we were not mocking nor speaking of any way about your body..."

"yeah, right then what's with all the laughing huh"

"we are just so shocked; we can't believe that we saw it and are in your presence." One of the women said very shyly.

"saw what" I snapped back.

"your birthmark ma'am, its just so amazing to see it in person. I've only seen it in books" one of the other women noted in

"My birthmark? I've literally had that since I was born...hence birthmark.... What's wrong with my birthmark."

"nothing Ma'am. Nothing at all. We are just so grateful to be in your presence."

I was officially confused and creeped out.

I got out of the bath and dried off. The women took me back into the bedroom and sat me down at the vanity. One started to do my hair while the other started on my makeup. I sat very still for what seemed like a long time. Finally, they moved from in front of the mirror.

"well, what do you think Ma'am."

I was astonished. I looked.... Hot. My long dark hair curled perfectly and fell on either side of my chest. The makeup I had on complimented my skin tone, and the makeup even complimented by glowing pink eyes. I looked absolutely amazing...

"oh wow...thank you, I looked so pretty."

The two women blushed and just then the third appeared from the closet holding multiple pieces of clothing in hand...

"ok now to pick out your dress" she sung delightfully.

I saw her lay out each of the 10 dresses all about the room "ok, you may pick out whichever you please."

"why are they all white" I chuckled nervously...

The maids all looked at one another and took a step back from me...the guards seemed to have adjusted them to out of the corner of my eye.

No one said anything. They all looked down at their feet. I glared at the tops of their heads hoping I was burning a hole through their heads. I was not going to get an answer.

"fine that one" I pointed to a random one in front of me.

"but ma'am you didn't even look at all the choices..."

I shot her a look that screamed fuck you...

They helped put the dress on me and tie me in. The dress was a white long slim silk dress. It was beautiful but that was besides the point.

The guards walked up to me, shackled in hand.

"please hold out your wrists."

I didn't move.

He grabbed my arm and placed each wrist in a cuff at a time...

I was beginning to get very un-easy... I felt like I was going to throw up.

Each guard stood on either side of me and took hold of my upper arm.

"Move" one said while nudging me.

I began to walk slowly. The hallway was very bright and spacious...

"where are we going...please tell me its not like I can escape anyway.... please I beg you just tell me what I'm doing here"

At this point my feet had stopped moving and they were basically dragging me. You're not suppose to let them take you to another location!!! I was more comfortable with the women...oh god why did they just stand there and watch this happen...were they prisoners at some point too and now have Stockholm syndrome... I can't end up like this...I don't want to be taken advantage of... I don't want to die...

I began kicking and screaming for my life hoping someone anyone would hear me... Tears were pouring out of my eyes. No matter what I did... I was not going to overthrow these men...The only thing I could do was scream for help...

And finally, we stopped in front of French doors. I couldn't even see anything because of all the tears streaming out of my eyes... They opened them and---