right person, wrong time | loki x reader

chapter 3 - his plan

i woke up to blinding lights shining into my face from above, all i remember was unbearable pain and being strapped down to a reclined chair.

i turned my head to the side, trying to get out of the lights brightness but failed. "you're awake. finally" i heard someone scoff which it didn't take me long to regain my memory and figure out it was my father.

i heard a pair of footsteps approaching and then stop right beside my chair. "what happened" i asked, throat extremely horse and it hurt to open it.

"i injected you with a serum made from a friend in midgard" my father spoke.

"you don't have friends" i replied earning a smack on the face.

"what i do and do not have is none of your fucking business" he hissed.

"why... why did it hurt so much" i said with a groan remembering the pain i was having after i was injected as i tried to hide from the light shining above me which i made no progress of.

"it has special things inside of it, which are going to make you a strong warrior, the strongest warrior. you will, under my guidance do many great things for asgard."

"what kind of things." "you will find out when the time has come, for now my wish is to prepare you for that time. and you will allow yourself to be trained or else beatings will be applied" he responded.

"you can't make me do anything, i could care less about the beatings i receive."

"oh but that's just it, the beatings aren't always going to be on you, y/n, so i'd watch it if you really care about that whore" he spat and turned the light down a few notches.

i cringed when he referred to my mother as a whore, this is the kind of man, the kind of monster she wants me to 'love'

'no way i would ever love him, he's a monster. i would rather die than be like him' i thought as he rolled up his sleeves and put on gloves.

"what are you doing?" i asked, eyeing him closely.

"time for round two" he said gesturing to the briefcase with what had once five full syringes now had four full syringes and one empty one.

my eyes widened in horror, that excruciating pain i experienced was just one dose out of five.

"what exactly happened on the first dose" i demanded.

he shrugged "it was replacing your pathetic weak body with things that will make you stronger, faster, have more stamina and possibly, with all these doses" he gestured to the open briefcase "it might even give you powers. which is what i'm praying for. the pain you experienced last night was apparently very powerful and what was infused in the syringe i was given was trying to eat at your brain cells, unfortunately, your brain reacted and shut down your body and due to your high level of stress it didn't take much effort apparently. if you would've stayed awake, you would've died and i would've just found someone else to become a weapon, so don't think you matter that much to me, brat."

before i tried to comprehend all that he had just said i was interrupted by him jabbing the syringe into my arm and emptying the serum inside.

my body started to shake involuntary and i screamed as i was feeling a higher level of pain in my body than before, and i felt myself burning up and sweating. i looked helplessly over to my father to see he was just sitting down crossing his arms with his legs propped up on a table and staring at me with disgust.

i closed my eyes as the pain continued and i felt myself becoming dizzy and then the world blacked out again.

-

i opened my eyes to the same bright light and closed them immediately. "finally" my father huffed out again and turned off the light.

"how.. long.. was i out.. for" i barely said above a whisper and my throat was stinging.

"sixteen hours, the time before you were out for twenty hours. i see your improving, that's good. now we must continue" he said picking up another syringe.

"water" i wheezed and he rolled his eyes and left, shortly after returning with water and gestured for me to open my mouth.

when i did he dumped all the water in my mouth and i choked on it and spit most of it out. he backed away in disgust and put on his gloves again, then picked up another syringe, "two down, three more to go" he said with a sigh jabbed me again.

everything repeated just like the times before and i woke up again to the bright light "how long?" i asked.

"eleven hours, not as bad but still disappointing. you really are so incredibly weak."

"it hurts you prick. why don't you just do this to yourself see how it feels."

"you really must love to be beaten don't you" he hissed and smacked my face again.

"why can't you just do it while i'm sleeping?"

"because it only works when your awake, when you black out that means it's finished and your body puts you into a short coma, which thank the gods for that because this would've taken forever to accomplish if it were anyone else."

"anyone else? what do you mean? why did you choose me rather than using anyone else?"

"because for whatever reason your metabolism is different from any one i've seen here in asgard, it's strange but it's perfect for this task."

"the task of becoming your war pet" i mumbled.

"tsk, shut up. only two more to go and i'm free to leave you for a while, here have this" he said putting a mouthguard in my mouth and i looked at him with a confused face which he returned with a devilish smirk "it's gonna hurt so much worse this time."

and without warning just as always he stuck another syringe into my arm again.

he was right, unfortunately, this was the worst pain i have experienced so far.

it was hours of this pain and i felt like i was on the verge of death, but then just as all the times before, everything went dark.

- four hours later -

i groaned and lifted my hands to cover the light from my face, which i just realized i now had them free and opened my eyes immediately.

i was in a white night gown, laying in a bed in a completely white room. there was only one exit which was a door that was just now slammed open and in came my father.

"congratulations brat. you have finally finished the task."

i looked at him confused "so i'm free then?" i asked and he nodded.

i slipped out of the bed and walked up to him, i felt wobbly and my legs tried to give out on me but i refused to let them.

"i thought you were going to use five, not four" i said staring up at him.

he laughed and put his hands on his knees to get down to my level, "that one worked while you were sleeping, run along now."

i walked out of the room and looked down the hall to the left, then to the right. i turned back inside and my dad was just standing there looking at me with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"um where am i?" i asked.

"your new home."