Shattered Reflection

Chapter Six

Natalia's POV

I wake up with my arms attached to a chair and a rag tied around my mouth to gag me. I struggle against the bonds, making an attempt to get free. I even try and use magic, but to no avail. I soon realize I've regained my emotions. I'm no longer a walking corpse. But emotions will do little to help me right now. I need to escape.

My eyes scan around the room. It's too dark to make out anything more than a few feet away. I suddenly hear footsteps and I quiet.

A light turns on above me and I can see the whole room. The footsteps are right outside the door and it opens.

My mother walks in.

"Hello sweetie, I'm sorry to do this to you. But I was left with no other option, you forced my hand." She sighs. I try to say something but it comes out as a strained noise. I feel a stabbing pain in my heart... betrayal.

She walks over to me and unties the cloth around my mouth. I glare at her.

"What is this?!" I spit out.

"Your rise to power," My mother says.

"What are you on about? When I get out of this prison I'm going to have you put to trial!" I scream.

"No you're not. Who would believe you?" She asks.

"Loki! Jane or Thor even. Why wouldn't they?" I ask, becoming even more suspicious of my mother's actions. I worry for what she's done to me.

"Because you're nothing to them anymore," She says.

"What did you do to them!?" I ask in desperation.

"Nothing. It's what I've done to you," She hold up a mirror and I feel my breath leave my lungs. I have dark brown hair and green eyes, my skin is tan and sun kissed. I'm not Natalia anymore. I'm someone else entirely.

"Who am I? What did you do!? T-They'll know I'm missing, they'll send help!" I yell in defiance, not wanting to believe what has been done. A tear escapes from my eye. I feel pure panic bubbling within me.

"They think your dead," She spits.

"What?" I ask, my voice a strained whisper. My heart shatters, Loki...

"You see. You're sister is not well. She became very ill many years back and passed. We used magic to make her appear as you and staged your murder," She explains. I take a shaky breath.

"Loki. H-how is he?" I ask.

She laughs, "He is falling apart. Sending guards out to the far reaches of Asgard to try and find a hint of your killer."

"Oh Gods, he must be in so much pain." I whisper. Aching to see him.

"He is. The best part is, the killer is sleeping right down the hall from him. The people mourn as well. It's all to easy," She says.

"Why do you hate Asgard so?" I question.

"They are the reason we had to disappear!" She roars.

"What?"

"They tries to destroy the planet! The kingdom! How much do you love that king of your's now?" She spits out, venom lacing her words.

"They would never! Father said you had no idea who it was!"

"Your father is a fool. I married for power, not for intelligence.

"You're a monster!" I yell.

"I'm trying to keep this kingdom alive!" She screams back.

"This is what this is about?! Talagard!? You selfish bitch! You only care to keep power!" I scream.

"We need someone to descend to the kingdom after your father and I step down. Your sister is dead, you're our only chance. You wouldn't take power of your own will because you're too busy acting like a love-sick child!" She spits back at me.

"From what I remember, you have a sister. What about her child?" I ask, trying to get out of this situation.

"No. You must take the throne! I will have it no other way!" She spits out.

I change the subject, shaking my head. "How long was I asleep?"

"Two weeks. Your memorial on Asgard is today. Then your funeral is a week after this," She says.

"What did you do to me?" I ask in disbelief.

"Sercand flower. In it's purest form it can render a person asleep for weeks," She says.

"Now what? Am I just to rot down here? You certainly cannot let me talk to anyone. I'll just prove the truth," I say.

"Not if you're cursed," She says.

I pale, "What?"

"You cannot speak of your name or anything of that context. The curse will stop you from giving away your true identity," My mother explains and unties me. I go to hit her but she backs up.

"Attack me and I will kill your little king as well," I feel my face drain completely.

"Y-you can't."

She pulls out a necklace that was concealed in her dress. "This can do to your little king what it did to you. I only have to wish for it."

"I despise you," I say.

"Come. Time to attend your funeral."

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Yes, I am, in fact, evil for doing this.

Deal with it. 😆

Now, this is short but I liked where it ended so meh.

Love you all!