LOKI POV
I slowly turned on the water in the shower, peeling off the smokey clothes that were sticking to my body. I threw them onto my dirty clothes pile and stepped under the water, sighing with relief as the freezing water pelted down onto my back. I watched as soot dripped from my body and into the drain before I began to scrub it off with a bar of soap. As I washed, my thoughts drifted back to Emily and I sighed heavily as her terrified eyes filled my mind. My hands clenched around the soap as I thought about what kind of torture she had to go through to end up with power as strong as she had now. No one deserved that, not even a mortal. It was just sick.
Eventually, I turned off the water and stepped out, drying my hair and body. I used my magic and covered myself in comfortable clothes before I flicked off the bathroom light and quietly opened the door. To my relief, Emily was sleeping peacefully on my bed, curled up in a ball with her hands wrapped tightly around the sheets. I smiled softly at how peaceful she looked before I sat down at my desk, picking up the book I had been halfway through reading. I created a small orb out of my magic and let it hover above my book so I could still read, but small enough so it wouldn't disturb Emily. Every now and then, she would stir or make a small sound in her sleep, but she never woke up. After a couple of hours, I felt my eyes begin to droop, but I fought against it, knowing I needed to stay awake in case Emily had a nightmare. But before long, my light had faded and I slumped back in my chair, asleep.
EMILY POV
I jumped awake the next morning to the sound of something beeping very loudly in my ear. I bolted upright and tried to scramble away from it, only to get caught up in sheets. I thrashed around more but I just got tangled up more and didn't know up from down. I felt my chest begin to tighten with anxiety and my heartrate picked up. There was the sound of something crashing to the floor and I instinctively screamed, knowing someone was here to attack me. I thrashed around more, trying to get free of the sheets.
I was being kidnapped. HYDRA was here. They were taking me back. They were going to lock me back up. They were going to torture me for escaping. They would kill me.
"Emily!" A voice interrupted my thoughts. "Calm down! Stay still." I ignored the voice, continuing to thrash around in the sheets. Something grabbed me and I screamed, kicking out in the rough direction of the attacker. There was a loud groan of pain and the sound of something hitting the floor. I managed to get free of the sheets and immediately sat bolt upright, finding that I was in a completely dark room. My chest heaved as I looked around wildly, sweeping my hair out of my face as I tried to figure out where the hell I was. Something moved out of the corner of my and I spun around to see a figure slowly standing up off the floor. I immediately scrambled backwards and the person held a wary hand out to me.
"Emily." Came the familiar voice of Loki. "It's just me."
"Loki?" I whispered, squinting through the darkness. A small green light appeared in midair and illuminated his face, causing me to relax slightly.
"The one and only." He smiled wearily, taking a cautious step towards me, the green light following him. "Are you okay?"
"What was that beeping?" I asked softly, stiffening but not moving away.
"My alarm clock." He smiled apologetically. "I didn't realize it would scare you like that."
"No, I'm sorry for how I reacted." I looked down at my hands, making sure I had no sparks before I looked up at him fearfully. "I didn't hurt you did I?"
"Just kicked me in the stomach." He replied, wincing a little as he rubbed it. "Don't worry, I've been hurt worse before. It's not your fault, you were reacting on instinct." I nodded and looked back down, trying to calm down my rapid heart rate. We were silent for a couple of moments before Loki slowly walked over to me, sitting down on the bed. I stiffened and looked up at him slightly.
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Loki Laufeyson - The Experiment {1}
FanfictionB12. That was what HYDRA had called her ever since she had been snatched from her parent's grasps at the young age of 4. She had been experimented on, tortured and pushed to her limits for so long that she was beginning to forgotten her old life. On...