"𝓛𝕠Ｋ𝒾," You breathed out.
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Y/N has met many people, eternals, wizards, avengers, gods, and more. Years and Years of life and disaster, you've seen it all.
Nothing was new.
When a certain man, no god, walks into your life. You encounter what...
"Your staring darling." Said the man with a smirk.
You remained emotionless while internally panicking. Could this man see through your hood? You swore you had pulled it over your eyes.
"Listen Ivy, I'm just here to get what I need from you and go. Got it? It's best if you comply."
"Ooh, bossy. How do I know you don't work for those Avengers, or the petty excuse of rule that Midgard calls a 'government', hm?" He scoffs, voice full of contempt.
"Everything here will be disclosed in your file. If you do feel uncomfortable, I would like you to know that a silence spell has been cast over this room." You made the spell visible, which encasing the room glowing a slightly green hue.
His eyes widened, but his surprise did not reach any of his other features.
"And what do I get out of this?"
"How about an information trade, then I'll get out of your hair. Does that work for you, Ivy?"
The man sighed, "Enough with your downgrading nicknames mortal. As if the Stark mortal's nicknames were bad, yours are horrible." He glared at you. "But I agree to this trade." He added quickly.
He seemed to be cursing himself for letting his curiosity get the best of him. Now you were the one smirking.
"Shall we start out with names?"
"I am Prince Loki of Asgard, rightful ruler to the throne, and I am burdened with glorious purpose."
You internally scoffed. This man must spend fifty-precent of his time practicing that line in the mirror.
"I believe it is my turn to ask a question, what is your name?" Loki asked.
"Y/n Y/l/n. Sorceress of Midgard, a person who has experienced death more times then you, and I want this interrogation to be over, but by all means, keep talking. You seem to love to talk."
"I do not love to talk!" Loki spit out indignantly. He pause in his upcoming rant, surprised by something. "You've experienced death?"
"I believe it is my turn to ask questions. Why did you come to Earth?"
"You mortals never understand. Freedom is your lie, you long to be ruled." He continued on this presumably rehearsed speech. You zoned out.
He finished his rant about humanity, and asked his question. "How many times have you died?"
"Twenty-one times, but soon to be twenty-two if you keep on wasting my life going on this tangent of yours." You sarcastically said.
Loki peered at you with curiosity in his ivy green eyes. You sighed, it would be easier just to go through his memories.
Closing your eyes, you searched for his thread. It was a strangely familiar ivy green, and you swore you could find weak traces of your magic on the cord of his life. Reaching out, you touched his memory thread, getting sucked into his memories.
~Loki's Memories~
You entered his memories. Whenever you witnessed someones memories, you always felt what they felt and heard what they thought. You sat in their mind, a bystander watching the action.
When you entered Loki's mind, you were on a floating rock. Indescribable pain rocketed through Loki's body, and you feeling all of it.
"Do as the master orders, and you will be set free. Submit to his control." An unknown voice hissed.
"Never." A weak, defiant voice broke out. Loki.
"Then you shall be punished boy! Foolish Asguardian prince. When we finish, you will do as we say, and nothing else."
More and more pain overloaded your, well Loki's, senses. You tried to pull yourself out. It took a great effort, like the doors were closing on this memory, to be lock away forever.
~Present: Your POV~
You were on the floor, curled up in the fetal position. Your hood had fell off, tears streaming down your face from the now phantom pain. Loki was looking at you, eyes worried. They soon turned back to their emotionless state.
You collected your papyrus, ink, and brush that had been magically taking notes of everything you noticed. The last paper was closest to Loki's cell. Walking over to pick it up, you took one last glace at the handsome prince. Then you gave a sarcastic wave goodbye, while simultaneously opening a portal under you to the Sanctum Sanctorum.
As soon as you entered the safe space, you closed the portal. After taking a moment to clear your eyes, you headed back to Kamar-taj using the portal that linked all the sanctums together.
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A/N: Sorry I keep giving you guys such short chapters, I promise once I get to the action chapters will be posted in groups or be longer.
