A Tale of Mischief and Mutants part 2

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—-Loki—-

I don't know how long I've been here, I don't really know where I am, I can't remember exactly what happened. The silence is so deafening. My thoughts are so foggy and everything's confusing in my jumbled mind. I swallow but my mouth is dry and what little I swallow hardly soothes my parched throat.

This could be Sanctuary but it's far too cold for that, perhaps this is just the beginning of what The Other promised me, or perhaps Lady Death has finally had her victory over me and this is Hel. 'Hel is rather boring.' The moment I have that thought I hear a distant noise break through the silence.

A wave of fear violently crashes through me. If I didn't feel so tired and weak I'd kick myself. 'I just had to go and tempt fate with my thoughts didn't I?' With my luck this isn't Hel but somewhere far worse. I thought I escaped this place but thinking about it now everything floating through my mind about my recent past seems like a dream too good to be true.

A wife, a position on the Avengers, friends, a mended relationship with my brother, some of these are only abstract concepts I can't quite grasp while others seem so unrealistic that I'm sure now that's just what they were, a dream. I remember a wife but not her name or her face, I remember a team but no members, I remember friends but can't name a single one.

It doesn't really matter they were nothing but a dream made by my mind to occupy itself while trapped here, I don't deserve any of them anyway. The sounds of footsteps and people talking get closer. I can't make out what they're saying but they're right outside the door. I attempt to stand but fall back down feeling nauseous.

My head pounds and every muscle in my body aches. There's a loud bang as the door bursts open three men walk into the room. They all seem somehow familiar yet I don't recognize any of them... I don't think. I try my best to blend into the shadows of the dimly lit room if they see me they'll probably kill me who wouldn't if they stumbled upon a Frost Giant?

—-Steve—-

Our group consisting of Bucky, Sam (W), and myself finally come across something unusual in the caves, a door. finding it's locked we bust it open. We enter the space to see a dimly lit room we turn off our flashlights to conserve the batteries as we don't seem to need them in here. Upon first glance the room appears to be empty but as my vision adjusts I make out a figure lying away from us in the shadows.

"Hello?"

There's no response Buck gets closer to the figure but it doesn't move only tensing up as he nears it.

"...Lokes is that you?"

Bucky goes to touch the figure and the second his mettle arm makes contact with the figure ice starts to envelop it. He quickly pulls his arm away.

"Whoa!"

Finally the figure in the shadows turns to face us though he's still hiding his face. He speaks and his voice sounds both terrified and hoarse like he hasn't had water in days... wait Loki's been gone for over a week...

"I'm sorry, I ...I'm sorry."

He sounds incredibly panicked and whether we've verified this is Loki or not right now it's clear this enhanced individual needs help.

"Hey easy, it's okay, you didn't hurt anybody Buck's got a prosthetic arm."

He just starts to tremble. My eyes aren't adjusting further and I'm not going to get a clearer view of whoever I'm talking to unless he either moves out of the shadows or I use my flashlight. The former seems unlikely with how scared he seems. I click on my flashlight holding it away from him knowing it'll hurt his eyes to adjust to the bright light after being down here for so long.