Who am I? (A Sequel to 'Who are You?' A Loki love story)

Chapter Twenty Six - Big and Small Surprises

"No..." My brain feels all fuzzy. Like the black and white TV pixels you get when you can't get a VHS to work. "Oh... Sophie... NO!" My brain sort of feels like when my foot is asleep, but about twenty times worse with a pounding pain coming from behind my eyes. I hear someone groan, and it takes a minute to realize that it came from me.

"Is that Loki?! And Thor?!" Someone exclaims. My eyelids feel like ten pound weights, but I peel them open. I'm staring at a black ceiling. My entire body feels like a giant bruise.

"Sophie? Sophie!" I turn my head slowly to see Nat looking at me anxiously. A very bruises, cut up, and swollen looking Nat. My eyes widen when I see her state, and Tony and Steve in worse ones.

"Nat! Are you..." No.... Not again. I can't hear my own voice. I try to move my jaw and wiggle my nose, but I can't. They're locked in place. I try to lift my hands up to my face, but then I see the shackles. I yank on my hands and feet, panicking. This can't be happening. Not again. I try to scream, but nothing is coming out.

"Sophie! Don't-" Steve's words are cut off when the mouth guard sends a bolt of electricity through my body. My entire body seizes for a minute before it stops. Really shouldn't scream. "-scream..."Steve trails off. I look at him, and roll my eyes, trying to keep my good side up. Don't panic, don't panic, don't panic. Do. Not. Panic. I can't panic in front of them.

"Sophie, you are okay." For now. "Loki, Thor and Clint are over there. They are okay too." For. Now. "We'll be okay." Tony is trying to lie to me to make me feel better. I wish that would work, but I know better. "Bruce is....." Tony trails off, looking into a dark corner. My eyes follow his gaze, and I see a figure in the corner, slumped over and asleep. "They've been keeping him on drugs. Even bad guys like them know not to mess with the Hulk." He says. He looks the worst out of the three of them.

A new groan makes us all turn to look at Clint, who seems to be stirring. Loki and Thor are still out of it. "They must have used some pretty strong drugs on them. They probably didn't want to deal with gods right away." Nat says, following my gaze. I nod slowly. I never said that they weren't smart.

"Nat?" Clint's confused and rough voice comes out as a question as he peers through his almost closed eyes. "Where.... Where are we? Are..." His eyes open wider, and I see panic flit across his face. "Oh my-" his soon to come curse words are cut off as the door to he room bangs open, letting light flow into the dark room. The sudden light makes me wince and turn away.

"Wake them up." A strong voice commands. Not one I recognize. Fuller is still in SHIELD custody. We made sure of that. Whoever this was is completely new. I turn back just in time to see two guards use what look like cattle prods to wake up Loki and Thor. They both jerk awake with loud yells of surprise. "Ah. Now we have everyone. Well..." The man in charge glances towards Bruce. "All who we want awake. At least." The man looks at me, and I see his glowing orange-red skin. Fire spirit.

"Who are you?" Loki snarls. The man looks at him and rolls his eyes.

"Dear, come in here and teach this.... God... A lesson." He says the word God with a scoff. Someone walks in slowly, and everything comes rushing back when I see Kim. I really want to tell and shout and scream and cry, but I can't. I'm not going to allow myself too.

I see Kim glance at me once, before grabbing a taser from one of the guards and shooting it at Loki. Because of what he is, it doesn't affect him much. But I know it still had to hurt.

"Good girl." The man says with a small smile. Kim doesn't look at us as she walks back obediently to his side. How... How could she.... Why... I trusted her. She... She was my friend. Or... At least I thought...

"You know, you really disappointed me. I was expecting so much more." The head man says, and I realize that he is talking to me. "You're so... Small. Insignificant." He says with a frown. Who was this guy? "Don't really know what I was expecting from a half breed. But still..." He shrugs. "I definitely expected more. Oh well. I guess you just took after your mother."

"I mean... At least your mother wasn't as much of a slut as you are." Everything shoots forward. He can't possibly know...

He starts walking forward and he kneels in front of me. "I'm not going to test you physically. Just much worse. Mental torture is much, much worse." He sighs. "This is what you get for being pregnant my dear daughter."

*hides inside bunker* Please don't kill me!!! Did I ever say I love you all? Cause I do.