The Forbidden Love a Loki fan fiction

Torture Chamber

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This may cause distress to you if you love Loki a lot. In other words this chapter contains gore.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Loki's Point of View~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Get you butt off the ground." Hissed one of the guards. I looked up from the book I was reading.
"What do you want?" I asked in a dull voice, laying back against the wall.
"I said get up!" I sighed, knowing that it was better to do this than argue. I slowly pulled myself into a standing position. "Happy?" I growled to the guard. He opened my cell, by pulling down the force field with a button on the outside of my cell. He walked up to me, and roughly grabbed me. I didn't care to try and fight back. I was interested in where he was taking me. He led me out of the cell, and was joined by two guards, one holding a whip, and one holding a knife. They led me through the cells, into a very small cell with chains on the wall. The guards shackled my arms and legs to the wall. Then they began to laugh.
"Odin said you deserved at least a bit of a punishment." Cackled one of the guards. "So here in the torture chamber, we will make sure you get that punishment." I gasped. They were gonna torture me. But as scared as I was, I didn't show it.
The guard with the dagger sliced off the plain black shirt I was wearing, slicing a bit of skin on my now bare chest, and stomach. A thin trail of blood dripped down my body. Then the guard with the whip stepped forward. He pulled it back then forcefully swung it at my chest. With a loud THWACK it made contact with my bare chest, slicing the skin. Blood began trickling down from it, onto the ground. Then he pulled back the whip for another hit. It slashed against my stomach. I winced as the pain snaked across my whole body. Then the guard with the knife stepped forward. He mercilessly sliced his dagger across my face. Warm blood trickled down from the cut, that came down from just above my eye to below my mouth. I shut my eye as the red liquid flowed across it. Then the guard sliced across my arms. Again. And again. And again.
All I could feel was pain all throughout my arms. Blood trickled down my wrist, then to my hands, sliding down my fingertips and finally dripping onto the ground. Then the guard with the whip stepped forward again. He hit me directly in the face. He yelled out in pain and heard him snicker. I tried to prevent the tears from running down my face. But a single tear slipped out, quickly falling into the bloody mess.
Seeing this as a sign of weakness, the guard thrashed his whip across my face. He struck my eye and I could no longer see anything but blackness. I felt the whip lash again my face one last time. Then the chains were removed. I could hear a force field go up in front of me. I was stuck in this tiny torture chamber.
I wiped the blood from my other eye and looked around the small little place. I could barely move in this tight compartment. But then again I couldn't move at all. I reached my hands up to the bloody mess that used to be my face, and tried to wipe some of the blood off. But to no avail. Blood just kept pouring from the wounds. I slumped down against the wall, and let the tears flow from my eyes.
~~~~~~~~~~~~Authors Note~~~~~~~~~~
Sup. Stop crying. It's ok. Bro. I'm sad to. It hurt me to write this chapter. But it's ok. Loki is ok. (Not really.) Anyway, sorry I haven't been writing. I've been grounded (again.) But that's ok. So uh...I was wondering um. Do you guys want to see a picture of your fabulous author? If this chapter gets five comments about anything, then I will upload a pic of me in the next chapter. Ok bye.