𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑮𝒐𝒅 𝑶𝒇 𝑴𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒆𝒇

Loki

There was an emptiness behind his eyes and for some reason I started feeling sorry for him. Like I couldn't help myself but be drawn in by him, the way he looked down at the table. I'd never see him act like this but I couldn't let myself be tricked by his illusion.

"Didn't your mother die?" I asked
"Yes she did, I loved her but I was locked up in a cell for my crimes against Midgard" he looked down.
"I'm sorry Loki"
"Sorry! That's all you have to say. Do you have any idea how devastated I was when I heard she died!" He shouted as he leaned over the table.

I want expecting him to stand up  and walk over towards me I had no idea what to do but I needed to try my best and get this under control again.

"Loki please I didn't mean to upset you" I said while moving back in my chair "I know she thought you magic and how to use it" I replied thinking fast on my feet.
"So you really think you are going to find out every little detail about me?" He hissed

I was scared and there was no use hiding it I knew something bad was going to happen I could feel it all around me. Before I knew it he grabbed me by the arm. Taking me by surprise I slapped him across the face.

"You silly girl" he growled

As I looked towards him, he was smiling and I on the other hand was ready to make a run for it. I just didn't understand why no one had run in from the other room yet. They could all see what was happening right?

"Oh about that, they can't see you to them we are still sitting at the table talking" he snarled

My heart sank to the bottom of my stomach I was stuck in here with him. No help from the avengers. I tried my best to get him off my arm but I couldn't he's grip was too strong. That's when he backed me into the corner of the room.

"Loki what are you doing?"
"You can't get me out your head can you?" He mocked

He was right I couldn't argue with him. Every time I saw him, the more he stuck around in my head. But I knew that it was wrong I had Myles at home waiting for me to come back. But how could I resist Loki?

"I know that you had a hard childhood but you don't have to be this person Loki" I was cut off by his hand around my throat
"I don't want to have to kill such a lovely girl like you but you will never understand me. I am The God of Mischief after all" he whispered

I felt the air escape my lungs as I tried my best to free his hand from around my throat. I was terrified and I had no where to run, no one would hear me.

"Loki..Please...let...me go" I cried.

His eyes locked on to mine a green glow appeared around him as he eventually let me go just as I was holding my last breath. I fell to the floor in a heap gasping for breath. Loki stood over me and smirked. I was angry and I knew that sooner or later I would give him a taste of his own medicine.

"Watch how you go" I called out to him as I waved my hand placing a small trip wire over by his chair. Which thankfully enough he tripped over I couldn't help myself but laugh he did deserve it after all.

"Playing me at my own game" he growled while getting up off the floor.
"Next time don't be so cruel. What you did in New York was awful. Are you not even a little bit remorseful? Do you have any idea how many families have been hurt by you and you idiotic powers?" I shouted

I was angry because here I am trying to get inside Loki's head and I can't. The frustration started to eat at me and I think Loki knew that. I knew I couldn't win I was too weak.

"Let those questions sink in and we will pick this up in the morning" I said before grabbing my things a walking out.

I was disappointed in myself that I couldn't use my powers as well as I wanted. I wished my father was still here to show me how to do it, how to unlock all my powers. 

"Good job kiddo" Natasha said to me patting me on the back. Even though she didn't see half of what happened thanks to Loki and his "illusions" I rolled my eyes as I made my way back to my room.

Once I got into my room I went and took a shower, did myself some dinner and decided to watch some tv. My phone started buzzing on the coffee table, it was Myles. A small smile grew across my face as I went to answer it.

"Hey" I answered
"Hi Clair how's it going?" He replied
"Honestly, I feel like I'm losing my mind" I said trying to hold back the tears.
"You're doing well, I don't know how you do it" he replied trying to make me feel better
"How's Shadow?" I asked him
"She's okay she misses you though, she won't let your shirt go" he replied
"I miss her too" I paused "hopefully I'll be back soon and we can have that talk" I added
"Hopefully soon" Myles spoke

I hung up the phone I didn't have anything else to say and he knew that. Myles and I were  pretty much the same apart from he didn't have powers and I did. I got into bed, turned the tv off and tried to get comfy. But my mind was racing with thoughts about Loki...again. What was going on with my head? Why couldn't I stop thinking about him? What's wrong with me?

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