The Consultant (Loki x Male Reader)

part: 25

song: ungrateful - escape the fate

3rd pov

y/n was too tired to open his eyes. too tired to move his body. everything hurt.

when the doctor ran out of room on his torso to conduct his "experiments", they turned him onto his stomach and continued on his back.

track marks ran up and down the inside of his arms from when the doctor injected him with things he couldn't remember the names of. he'd been there for maybe four days, or was it a week? he couldn't remember.

his mind was clouded with only the thought of how much everything hurt.

"you've disappointed me," the doctor said, "it took such little time to find all of your physical weaknesses. i was hoping it would be harder than that."

the doctor sighed. he knew that y/n was awake.

"it's time to see what you can take mentally. let's hope it's more difficult to get into your mind," the doctor said.

two guards entered the room, and stepped by each side of the doctor. the doctor unlatched y/n's leg restraints, and they fell together. he unlatched the arm restraints and y/n fell forward limply.

the guards caught y/n by the arms and dragged him to the chair on the opposite side of the room. he groaned as the guards roughly shoved him into the chair, quickly latching and locking restraints around his ankles and wrists.

they lowered down a helmet connected to thick wires onto his head, and adjusted it so that it was clamped snuggly onto him. the guards then took wires with needles on the end and stuck two on each side of his neck, and various others around each part of his body.

the doctor pulled up a chair in front of y/n and sat down.

"open your eyes. i know you're awake," the doctor ordered.

y/n didn't open his eyes. the doctor sighed and nodded to the guard that stood to the right of y/n. the guard pulled down a lever and the chair surged to life. it conducted electricity through the wires connected to it and right into y/n.

his eyes shot open and he gasped and choked, unable to make any sound as the most intense pain he'd ever felt surged through his body. it felt like molten metal was being shot through his veins and throughout his body. that didn't compare to the pain in his had, though. it felt like his brain was curdling. he shook and convulsed, sweat forming on his body and veins popping from his skin.

it ended as soon as it came, and y/n's body relaxed and he gasped for breath. involuntary tears ran down his face from the shock and terror he felt. he never wanted to feel that again.

"now that your eyes are open, let's start with the questions," the doctor said, shifting in his seat and flipping a page on the clipboard he always seemed to be holding. he looked between y/n and the clipboard.

"what is your name?" the doctor asked, and y/n's eyebrows furrowed at the question.

"y/n, y/n fury," y/n responded, his voice dry and weak. the doctor motioned to the guard, and y/n's eyes widened.

"no, ple--"

his pleas turned into pained cries as the chair powered up again. it was only on for three seconds, but the pain seemed to last for an eternity. when the chair powered off and he was sobbing.

"your name is not y/n. it is number 74," the doctor said. y/n glared at him through his tears.

"let's try this again. what is your name?" the doctor asked.