Unworthy

Chapter 3.3

"I see you're awake now. That's good to know. I would hate to see someone like you floating lifelessly suspended amongst the stars. Not a single breath left in their body. It does seem to be a very pleasant way to go." A voice spoke softly but with power behind it. The sound made Loki nervous. To wake up in a strange place greeted by someone unknown, who has yet to show themselves, was not a situation you'd like to find yourself in.

"Who are you? I demand to know where I am!" He tired with whatever strength he had left to sound like a threat, because his voice didn't allow the desired effect.

"Oh you demand it I see. Well little prince you lost your right to boss around when you lost your home, now stand up!" The deep voice seemed to resonate out of nowhere shaking Loki to his core. Thick like tar and venomous, his voice seemed to force its way through his very being.

"Please will you tell me where am I?" Loki paused for a moment and thought it best to complied with his demands at least for the time being. He thought perhaps maybe it wasn't a great idea to agitate the man who could turn him into another painting on the wall. He put his fist to the ground and heaved himself to his feet. His knees were weak and barely about to sustain his weight but he managed to keep from collapsing. He hated to listen to anybody he distasted but in this moment he had no other choice.

"Well I'd like to say you're safe now aboard my humble ship. If it weren't for my keen eye you would have died out there." In a way he didn't believe a word he spoke. There was a certain luster in his voice although muffled as it may be that made him nervous.

"So are you implying I own you something in return? A life dept as it may." He words came out harsher than intended, but it made no difference. He knew exactly where this conversation was going and he didn't like the sound of it one bit. Let alone he has yet to lay eyes upon his so-called 'savior'. All of this was beginning to feel way too familiar. He'd done it in his past to several unlikely souls to have crossed his path, likely in the need of saving. In this day and age you can't get something from nothing.

The voice remained silent which was all the answer he needed. It was obvious he was only kept alive for what usefulness he had, whether he would obey or not. He uttered a few extra words due to curiosity. Against his better judgment that is. He never used to ask question he didn't completely want to know the answer to, but in this case he had to put a picture to the voice. "Who are you?

A door that blended in with one of the walls unhitched and opened in what seemed like slow motion. Light flowed into the room like a waterfall which washed out the dim lighting around him. A colossal sized man stepped closer to the door frame, barley letting his face show. What he did see was a man twice the size of any Frost Giant he'd seen as well as double the bulk. The only feature he could clearly distinguish was the massivity of his feet, seeming as if crushing bone was as easy as breaking glass.

"You can call me a friend. But you may address me as Lord Thanos.And you would be correct. I do have a little task I'd you to complete. I would like for you to go to the pathetic planet by the name of Earth and retrieve an item know as the tesseract for me. I promise whatever you desire." Loki's eyes fixed on the large man as he witnessed him flash a crooked smile and narrowed his eyes as if he was claiming an order. He didn't know who he was. Why should he listen to anything this stranger had to say?