Tørtured Søuls [REWRITTEN]

Odin

-Your POV-
After travelling through space, we finally came to a stop. I realised all my wounds were healed as well as Loki's.

Must be Asgard's doing.

I looked around, trying to process the breath-taking surroundings.

Of course, good things never last long. I immediately saw multiple people standing near, holding weapons.

Loki, who are those people?

"Those people are Asgardian guards, most likely ordered here by Odin."

I glanced over each person, observing them. I was calculating their small movements, if one was to do so, seeing what their possible weaknesses could be. Though, one detail stuck out like a sore thumb within every guard. Every single one of the guards had golden armour on. Despite this, someone else caught my eye. It was a man with dark skin.

The man was pulling a sword out of something I knew not of. I noticed the man's eyes were a golden-yellowish colour. It seemed like his eyes could pierce through almost anything, being able to see through anyone's soul if he so desired. Almost matching the colour of his eyes, he also wore golden armour all over his body.

My thoughts were interrupted as Loki supposedly scoffed, rolling his eyes upon seeing all the guards.

Thor released his arm he had around my waist as he turned towards Loki. He pulled the glass tube containing the Tesseract out of Loki's grasp. Loki looked annoyed from having the Tesseract pulled away from him, like a child who got their favourite toy taken away.

Thor frowned a bit as he walked in front of Loki. However, he tried showing no emotion as he forcefully ripped the metal muzzle off of Loki's face. Loki winced at the sudden force for part of the muzzle had scratched him behind his lower right ear.

"Welcome home Prince Loki," the dark skinned man greeted. "It's good to see you again."

Loki chuckled, scoffing at the man's remark. "I wish I could say the same to you and this wretched place."

The man surprisingly seemed to ignore Loki's sarcastic comment, turning himself towards me.

"As for you, Lorna Dane, welcome to Asgard," the man stated, giving a sincere smile.

My mouth fell agape as my mind was puzzled at how this stranger knew my real name. Almost instantly after stating his first words to me, the man noticed my confusion.

"My apologies my lady. I almost forgot that you rather go by the alias, Polaris, when around those you don't fully confide in," the man explained. Gesturing to the supposed area around us, the man stated, "I'm the gatekeeper and guard of what we call, the Bifrost. To answer your question as to how I knew your name, I'm the all-seeing and all-hearing Asgardian, Heimdall."

The realisation hit me like a truck as an old memory flashed through my mind. I recalled a time of Loki mentioning a man who kept an eye on the realms, for the man he spoke of had the ability to see and hear everyone and everything in the entire nine realms.

I just nodded my head at Heimdall to acknowledge him. Not even a second passed and the guards had surrounded Loki and me, revealing the multiple chains they held in their hands.

Loki was forcefully shoved, taking a few steps forward as the guards were quick to restrain him. Loki had a collar like cuff clasped around his neck, having his wrists and ankles cuffed. A guard came up behind Loki and placed a chain around his lower waist; near his hips. The chain at his hips had another chain in the front that connected to the cuffs around his neck, wrists, and ankles.

The chain around his waist was supposedly for keeping Loki's hands down at his hips. This was to restrict any movement if Loki were to refuse orders or pull any of his mischievous tricks.